thursday DAY

I am sat here at my digs in front of my laptop trying not to spill my cup of lemsip over the keyboard as I am still half-awake whilst typing, bad combination. so just to say that we have Art history today from 10am hopefully in my current state I am still able to absorb something other than germs and viruses....I am now going into college still hoping to infect the lesser mortals who have not yet contracted the dreaded germ.......

Please get me put down at the vet!

Shoot me now, you lot out there in the ether are no help, i dont want this cold anymore!

Still there is some success I think everyone in the college is infected, but I don't get the satifaction of being the one who did it as I think it was one of the infected that gave it to mee!!! I WILL HAVE MY REVENGE! Calm down Ken...... you know you have to watch your blood pressure......JUST YOU WAIT I will get you..............Who was that, right i am on my way into college me and my infection so if there is anyone left in wexford that is not infected 

BE AFRAID!......Catch you later, Ha!

my dose (nose)

Well I was wrong about Sat, I was not hung over I was ill I have caught a cold or bug or something, i am slowly dying at the moment,... dont all sympathise at once, queue up why dont you. So i will make this post short as I am heading into college to go die there and infect everyone while I am doing it.

Community Placement

Now i wish to do my views on what I experienced on my placement. It was a positive one. And somewhat of a suprise. In that, it tended to go against the role I expected to see for a library, I have in my head this, idea of what a library is, and this was nothing like it, and all the better for it I may add. this place was alive, busy and noisey, but not loud and was driven along quietly but efficiently by the staff who all knew their roles well. One side of the library was dedicated to the children's books of all subjects, and the space in front was left open and a large play matt placed there every Friday and under the supervision of a dedicated member of staff the children came tumbling in to play and read from the shelves around them in a wonderful piece of organised chaos and expression, the sounds of occupied children's laughter filled this library and although the place was full with customers no one seemed to  mind in the least. There was a separate corner for the the little toddlers away from the happy rough and tumble of the bigger children, something they learned to do through experience and with the parents there helping with the chaos and laughing at the antics of their children, you could see instantly this was a great way to foster a positive attitude of the children to use the library in their lives as they grow. I will touch on more of the roles this library takes on in my next post. Thank you

THE MORNING AFTER

NEVER AGAIN....I promise never to touch another drop just dont let me feel so rough..... god is a sadist I'm sure he is otherwise why would he give me this thumping head every time i have a drink, come on now be fair....... Enough of my vision of a utopian world i have write a piece reviewing my first day at my placement, but considering my present condition I would be wise if I waited till my head cleared a bit. It may take a while!"£$%^&*.......

A little like a fish

Well I am here at my community placement, I hope I can be of some use to them and not get under thier feet they have after all got to get thier work done around me. I have been given my grand first tour and I have come in on a busy day and it has been suggested that my best course of action today would be mostly to observe and hopefully pick up on how the place is run the lady in charge has been very helpful and I have a lot of names to remember, a task Iam not very good at, I do hope they forgive me.

BACK TO WORK

Well i have to get back to work and try and retreive the losses of last night (wish me luck) I cannot fall any further behind or it will be impossible to save myself from losing it completely. Cant be having that its took me five to six years to get here dont want to lose it now! 

by the way am I alone and talking to myself or is there someone out there? 

If so please send your sympathies, (and any money you can spare) in a stamped addressed envelope to ; Kenny's Art Blog.com you never know maybe the postman will work it out and I will be rich! (as you will have I have delved into the realm of fantasy, its the pressure you see) college does that to you, don't fret, I will recover. (in a decade or two)