March 19th, 2007 Easter Holiday

Does anybody know of a decent script or plugin which allows you to post and manage photographs? I’m using Google’s Picasa for the gallery page as of now, but it is not working quite the way I desire it to. I like Photobucket, but it is painful to upload so many images all at once. Thanks in advance!

My Easter trip, named Melody’s Trip to Ireland 2007 (courtesy of my flatmate Grace and her friend Ashley), will start next Tuesday. I’ll fly to Belfast, stay with a friend for a bit and meet up a couple flatmates. Then I will head to “the country”, spend some time with Grace and Ashley’s family and possibly going down to Dublin. I was talking to a new online friend (who is Northern Irish) last night, and he made me very excited about the trip already! I will be sure to make myself at least touch some horses or sheep - I’ve never seen any real ones.

Speaking of this new friend, it was surprising how much we have in common. Saying that he is a male version of me would be an insult to him, but we do like and dislike the same things. It’s been a while since I last had a conversation which I didn’t even need to try to hold. How I enjoy talking to people who share my somewhat obscure interests!

One thing I like about the internet is that although you still cannot be friends with everyone, you never find it hard to get along with people online. If you dislike someone, you can just ignore or delete them. Real life is completely different. A few of you might be aware of my problems with one of my flatmates. My feeling towards him is mixed. While I know he is good in nature and does not mean to do any harm, the things he actually says and does are slowly crushing my barely existent ego and he doesn’t have a clue. He said that I was always unhappy, I don’t blame him because he does not know what I have been through and I don’t know him enough to tell. He said I was rude and disgusting, and too stupid to understand his jokes. He might have said those as jokes, but the words he used did not sound good to a girl at all. I feel guilty to feel relieved that he’s gone home for Easter now. Can someone please tell me what to do and how to deal?