Hello and welcome to my first blog post dedicated entirely to happy news! What with so much media attention being given to wars and terror attacks...one could easily conclude that this world is an awful foreboding place, and that humanity as we know it is doomed. At least, according to my news feed, that is exactly what this world we live in has been reduced to. I am here to offer you a small respite from all that...and share a little bit of the latest joyful news.
You can now buy a large house in Ireland for 10,000 euro
Yes, Republic of telly may have been slightly sarcastic when one man claimed he bought a house that was previously 1.5 million, for 875 euro. However, this three bedroom house, located in Kilrush Co. Clare, is solid proof that houses are going dirt cheap these days. It seems that moving down the country means that you can potentially pay for a house if you scrap your communion money, and that dough you made from mowing Mr. Old man's lawn together.
Britney Spears is finally happy again
I was born to make myself happy
Dye remember when Britney shaved off her entire head of hair in the middle of the night, only to considerably worsen the situation by beating a car up with her massive green umbrella? Unfortunate as it is that Britney's total mental breakdown shall forever be there for all and sundry to see, Britney has managed to somehow cobble her life back together again. Now, I'm not usually one to give two shits about rich celebrities...but let's face it, if Britney can reclaim herself after all that utter mortification...we all can. According to close sources she is once again a '...happy, smiling, fun-loving Britney'. Hooray for happy millionaires! Read the entire article here.
Otherside, Under the Bridge, Californication...need I go on? Doesn't it just remind us naughties teens of a more carefree time? Ahhhh the good old days when an auto tuned toilet didn't replace actual music. They will be coming to Dublin in December, and I may be 28 at that stage, but better late than never to get your tits out and become a pot bellied, saggy bummed groupie (I may bring my mother along). On the off chance that I don't manage to snog Anthony (or scare him away as I hurtle in his direction, bare swingers hitting my shoulders) I shall at the very least purchase a ticket...and forget all my woes, as I get my boogie on. I suggest you join me.
It seems that the forces that be, are finally appreciating that there is more to intelligence than passing an exam. After Ben Twist, who suffers with autism, didn't get the exam results he was hoping for, his teacher wrote him a heartfelt letter expressing how he is intelligent in many more ways, and that his exam results are no measure of his intelligence...and that he has many more talents that cannot be measured by taking an exam.
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