The Events of Today!

Overall, school was alright today. I was happy to see my friends & talk to them & the likes, but, like I had thought I would, I'm going to have to do Geography... I hate the teacher we have. I had him for four years & was more talk rather than action. I'm seriously going to have to study to insure I can do the best I possibly can! I want to get at least a B2 (a B grade in US terms, I think), in Honours Level. So, there's to be no messing the next two years!
   Also, Art & Design Communication Graphics are scheduled to be on at the same time, so I had to pick one of the other. I decided on Art, as it's required to do, to get into the college course I want to do. However, DCG is also looked highly upon, as well, as the subject is basically based on the idea of Graphic Design & Visual Communications, so I'm pissed that I couldn't do that. I even asked the Career Guidance Councillor whether I could do it outside school, or at least another way & she said it was not recommended at all. Plus I would need to be supervised by a teacher when doing the project section of the exam, over a number of weeks & I wouldn't have that at home!
   When we arrived at school, it was found that all our lockers had been cleared out & rearranged. We were to pay €10 for a new locker! This was totally new. Originally we payed €5 the very first day in First Year, when we start secondary school & then have that locker for the next six years. We thought that was great. Cheap & easy! However, now, that won't be the case we'll have to pay €10 every year & be assigned new lockers. A heads up would have been nice! I mean, back in May, before we left for the summer. That way we would have had our lockers cleared out, instead of looking for our books today, throughout the school! Some of us were lucky, like myself, where all of our books where put in plastic bags with our names on them, or, piled up neatly. However, some weren't as lucky. I know some people have important books missing & others can't find any of their stuff at all! So much for thinking that your schoolbooks were safer left in your locker!
   One good thing today was that I did get three of the four subjects that I wanted, Art, Physics & French. Even better is that I just may have the best French teacher in the school! I really hope so. She's an excellent teacher. Plus, she's so bloody sound!

Also, today, I got a job offer from Supervalu, the local supermarket. Typical since summer is now over! I was really happy though, but then I found out that it would be 3/4 days a week, one day possibly being on the weekend, while the others would be after school, 5 - 9pm. This means I could have serious problems with trying to study & get homework done... Ugh! So, after talking with some of my friends & Mam & Dad, I'm going to call the manager back tomorrow & tell her the problem, but also mention that I'd be willing to work Friday evenings, weekends & school holidays. So, hopefully, that'll help me out somewhat & I'll see what she says.

Well, that's it for today!

Goodnight <3

School Tomorrow...

Honestly, I don't really want to go back. I'd prefer to stay here, at home helping Mam, just like I have for most of the summer. All I want to do at school tomorrow is to see my friends & then go home. I don't even want to see my timetable, because I already know I can't do one of the subject I wanted to do. I also know, because of that, I'll have to do some subject that I'll hate. I have a strong feeling it'll be Geography, possibly Chemistry.
   The only things I'm looking forward to this year are going to school with my younger brother & sister again & doing Art, which it looks like I'll still be able to do this year. Otherwise, it's going to be a shit load of work, study & stress. All preparation for next school year.
   I can guarantee you that my year head & principal will both be like "The Leaving Cert starts now. Not next year," during the assembly. Then go on to talk about studying & the likes. I more than likely hear that over & over again in almost all my classes, just to make sure we heard it the first 2 times!
   I also don't want to see any of those damn eejits, that I blissfully avoided basically all summer!
   Ugh...
   I just really don't want to go... But I've to suck it up, right? I've no choice, in all honesty. Not if I want to do Visual Communications or anything like that. If there was only a way... >_<

Well, I should seriously get to sleep now.

I'm going to be exhausted in the morning!

Blah...

Goodnight <3

Stand Up For Yourself, Because...

 

The Truth

Waiting Impatiently!!!

I am currently waiting, very impatiently, for my brother & sister to come back from their first day in secondary school. 

Why can't they let them out early on the first day? Don't they realise there are older siblings in need of knowing how things went?! Teachers & principals should know this sort of thing!

   Today, only first year, the youngest year group attends school. It's to help settle in all the new students & to show & explain to them their new timetable, among other things. So, the twins start today & I'll be going back to school on Thursday.

   This will be the first time, in four years, that we will all go to school together. It's going to be so strange! It's going to take some time getting used to.

They really should be home by now! >_>

I want to know what they think of everything! How the teachers were; what subjects they got; which teachers they have; which group they're in; who's in their group - EVERYTHING!!!!

I think I hear the bus!

Yay!

Little Quotes I Love on Happiness

The Howling Wind

There's a wild & ragged Wind raging outside my house. I hear him howling outside my window.
   He reminds me of how summer has basically ended & that autumn is only days away. He's trying to shout to me to wrap up well for the coming months; that winter will be cold this year.
   The Wind is telling me that I better stay in doors & learn to study this year for school. Otherwise, He'll send me flying back inside with one powerful gust. I hear the flap, in which the post comes in, in the front door, banging as he shows his strength.
   He rages outside, finally free for the cool months of autumn & winter. He's ready to fly kites & play with light 5 year olds, their jackets held high above their heads, like sails.
   Yet, he will often be destructive over the coming months, tearing down branches & throwing around kids toys, left outside in the cold winter's nights. In the mornings, people will pickup & straighten deckchairs. Only to be tossed around the next night he maybe furious.
   Strangely, I feel comforted by the howling Wind outside. He's a reminder of Christmas & nights curled up by the fire with my family. He makes me think about how I'll be gone away this year, visiting my aunt & uncle in Colorado.

   He, the Wind, makes me think about late nights, tucked up in bed, just like this one. <3

Just a Short Post! ^_^

Well, today was just one of those days.

There was something always to be done or somewhere to go! I just about managed to get some time to myself, sitting outside at the back of the house.

The sun was glorious! Then it burned me & I wasn't too entirely impressed with it. You think it would realise I didn't have the time to bee putting on sun cream. Jeez!

Also, today, I went into town with mam. While she was dropping the jam into the local supermarket & did a few other small jobs, I got my hair cut!

Tada! :D

That's my news for today, really! I'm just too tired to think of anything else to say. So, I think I'm going to sleep now. My parents are back now (I was minding my brother & sister, as well as the B&B) from their meal out, so I can now hit the sack!

Goodnight all! <3

Stand Up For Yourself!

Standing up for yourself can be one of the most terrifying, yet brave things you can do.

I can recall one time that I truly stood up for myself.
   It must be a year ago now. We were in the locker room in school. I was sitting on the floor with my friends, while she & a few of our mutual friends were getting books for the morning classes. I was telling the girls I would do it.
    I called her name. She turned to look at me, a fake smile plastered across her face. I'm sure mine looked similar, though, my whole body shook with nerves & fear.
   I told her I had heard what she had said about me. I watched, satisfied, as the corners of her mouth dropped. She acted as if she had no idea what I was talking about.
   "The walls have ears y'know."
   I loved watching her squirm! I had imagined the whole thing out the night before. All the different scenarios. Never did I think that I would actually make her feel so uncomfortable.
   She kept denying it. However, I knew she had being commenting about how it looked as if I had a moustache. One of our mutual friends had told me, J. So, I told her if she ever did have something on her chest & wanted to tell me, I was all ears.
   She repeated that she didn't say anything. She was getting agitated, banging her locker.
   "Relax," is what I had said, earning a death glare. I remember a smirk curling the corners of my mouth. The shake in my voice was long gone. "I'm just saying, if you do, come talk to me. We're friends, aren't we?" My voice was thick with sarcasm.
   She had her back to me, opening her locker again.
   "Look at me. If you're not lying, you can at least look me in the eyes and say it."
   She never did look me in the eyes, though she did storm out of the room. I recall words being passed between us just before she left, but I can't remember what was said. I do remember the sheer joy, as she left the room.
   I had stood up for myself!
   I remember J & R laughing, saying that it was the best thing ever. They loved seeing how she got caught out. D had asked for an explanation, as she hadn't heard what had been said the day before.
   I was still shaking. I had stood up to talk to her, so, leaning against the wall, I slid to the ground. Utter relief passed through me.  It was one of the best feelings I have ever had! I couldn't believe I had done it, but I had & I was so damn proud of myself.

So, stand up for yourself.

Fight back with words!

Think ahead, use your brain!

Your nerves & fears will subside as you watch them struggle.

Don't let them push you around anymore!

<3

Haircut?

I think I just may need a haircut.

O.e

I have some viability problems! :O

Made My Day!!!

I usually hate when people call me cute & adorable.

It makes me think people think that I'm really childish looking or even mentally.

Usually due to the context.

 

However, yesterday, I showed two very good looking French lads to the twin room. I totally wanted to giggle & just stare up (they were freakin' TALL) at their manly beauty, but I kept my cool & told them everything that we usually tell the new guests.

So proud of myself for not making a fool of myself!

One of them even said "We'll see you in the morning, yeah?"

Both had huge smiles plastered across their faces.

 

Am I reading into this too much?

I think so too... But I won't tell myself that! XD

 

So, I served them breakfast & they were totally gorgeous & sweet.

Then, after, they were paying mam the bill in the lounge.

I so wanted to go in, but I decided to wait until I heard them leaving...

BIGGEST MISTAKE EVER!!!

They left without me hearing :/

So feckin' annoyed!!!

 

Mam later told me that they had mentioned me, on their own accord, saying how I was so nice & I did very well helping them & serving breakfast to them (not everyone mentions me at all!).

So, I thought this was sweet & I was super happy & even more annoyed that I missed saying goodbye.

I was especially annoyed when Mam said they were looking in at me in the dinning room (there's a glass panes in the double doors), like they wanted me to look, or say goodbye. Meantime, I was trying not to look out, staring at their beauty! -_-

Last time I'll ever try not be rude staring!

 

I went upstairs to clean the rooms after everyone had left.

We have a comment book upstairs & some guests write in it, some don't.

I noticed that there were a few new comments, so I read them.

The last one was from the French lads.

They thanked us for our hospitality & said everything was beautiful.

All good stuff!

BUT!!!

The last line made my day.

 

"The daughter is adorable too."

 

I don't give a crap about what I usually get with that word, but I'm feckin' happy with today! XD

These lads turned out to be two engineers, in their mid to early twenties, from Paris.

They were both well over 6ft & 100% manly beauty.

I ain't complaining! Haha! XD

 

Woo!



Listening to the Lyrics

I'm sitting here listening to Eminem's album The Slim Shady LP.

 

I love his lyrics. There's only a few rappers that I actually like.
The main reasons I love Eminem is that:

1) I can actually understand what he says when he's rapping.
2) His lyrics tell a story. They aren't some pointless commercial music. He has real feelings in the lyrics.

I love songs that actually tell a story. They inspire me to write, giving me ideas for a novel. Florence & The Machine are brilliant for that sort of inspiration. I think so, anyway! Her voice & the music adds to the lyrics. It's beautiful!

I wonder a lot Do most great lyrical songs results of events of the witer's life? It would explain the raw emotion in some.
Take Adele, for example. She broke up with a lad & wrote a whole, amazing, album about it.
Ryan Shaughnessy caught the attention of millions across Ireland & the UK with his song No Name. A song about a girl he had fallen for. It just shows that music communicates better with the listener when real thought & feelings are put into the lyrics & music.

Does anyone else just listen to the lyrics & actually think about what they say or mean?

So Tired!

This is only a quick post to say sorry that I can't really write much!

Today has been so hectic! It's as if there's no end to all the work! Seriously crazy today!

I'm just going to hit the pillow now. I can barely keep my eyes open!

 

Goodnight! <3

Just Talk

I talked to mam today about school & how I was worried about what subjects I'll get, since the two main ones I want, & sort of need, will be against each other on the timetable this year.
I mentioned how I was sort of afraid if people will say stuff to me again this year. Like, there's no reason in my mind to say anything rude/stupid/ignorant towards me, except people still do. Maybe it's the reaction I give back amuses them.
Or, in most cases, I think, they are completely idiotic in my year group.

Last year, apparently, because I had mentioned to the principal about how I would like to study Visual Communications in third level & that Art is a required subject for this course, while Design Communication Graphics (DCG) is highly recommended, I had changed the timetable for the coming year. A large number of my fellow students somehow come to this conclusion as the principal gave out another draft of the timetable - I repeat DRAFT!!! - that suited me better than the first one given out. I'm one student out of roughly 79. How am I suppose to change a whole timetable?! It actually suited a lot of my friends better too. However, because I had talked to the principal & people disagreed with the timetable, they threw temper tantrums & blamed me, even though the principal said it was still subject to change & the real timetable would possibly be a mix of the two drafts together. Sometimes I think I go to school with a bunch of imbeciles because of this.

Also, after all that, I got a letter last week giving out a more final timetable, very similar to the first, so they've no reason to blame me for anything now.

So, anyway, I told mam about everything I was worrying about from the subjects I might have to do, to the people that I don't want to meet again this term, among other things.
I felt a lot better after this.

Talking to someone about what's on your mind helps.

Don't let it build up inside.

Don't bottle it up until you overflow with worry, fear or anxiety.

It only causes unneeded stress & anger,

So, talk to someone.

A close friend, family member, teacher, councillor...?

Maybe even on an online support forum or there's something similar to that, but over landline I've heard!

But, the gist is, it helps to get it all off your chest.

So, don't let it build up.

Just talk.

Jesus Is My Mother O.e

I was hoovering upstairs, in one of the guest rooms, this morning.

So, naturally, I couldn't really hear anything over the noise.

The hoover itself was beside the door & I looked down at it for a second.

I can't remember why I did, but I received the biggest fright ever when my mam came in the doorway from nowhere!

I jumped a mile, shouting "Jesus Christ!!!"

Mam just said, "Ah, now! Just call me Mammy. I'm not big into formalities."

I love my mam! XD

Emotional Moment

A little while ago I  read something a friend wrote.

I was one of those questionaire posts that you see everywhere on facebook.

One question asked, simply, who was her best friend & she said it was me, as I've known it to be for the last good few years.

However, I don't know why, but I got all teary & sort of cried.

Like, it was on of those "I feel so touched" cries.

It was sort of strange, but I felt, at that moment, that there will always be someone there for me, someone who doesn't care judge me for what I do or how I look.

I think all the thoughts of going back to school have brought up bad feelings, again.

So, this little thing just brightened up my day a little.

Be Who You Want To Be

If someone ever tries to bring you down, hold your head higher.

Be who you want to be.

Don't let anyone give you crap for it.

People bully others because they're not comfortable in themselves.

They may say it's because you're different,

But, really, they're jealous of the fact that you can be yourself.

So fuck 'em!

Be proud of who you are!

Don't ever change your hair or style because some asshole says something about your appearance!

Don't cry yourself to sleep at night if someone says it's wrong to fall in love with someone of the same gender.

Don't be afraid to say what you think, just because some idiot may make a snide comment.

Laugh in their faces.

Flip them off!

You should have the freedom to be yourself.

So, stand up for yourself,

Because you're the only one that can.

I've Been Bullied. Have You?

School is starting again next week & to be honest I'm not entirely excited about going back.
A lot of people used to be so nice in my school, but I've found that, over the years, many have turned into horrible assholes & bullies.
I've always managed to be picked on from a young age. Sometimes I feel as if there's a florescent sign above my head flashing "Pick On Me!" Once I staarted secondary school, though, I did gain a bit of confidence, but in last year or two, I'd say, things have gotten worse again. I can't say anything some days without some idiot trying to make a smart comment. Often it's easy to laugh it off, but others, I just want to tell them to shut the fuck up!
There have been times I've been hit & kicked by another girl, so I had to learn to hit back. D got me interested in rugby. One day, this same girl wanted to know how to rugby tackle. D told me to show her, so I tackled her to the ground in the middle Biology Lab at lunch. One of the best moments of my life! She tends to be quite nice to me now.

However, not everything is as easy as rugby tackling the bully. You just have to learn to take the shit. Stand your ground. I've had to do this some many times over the years. I usen't to be able. I would start to cry & get upset. I still do, but now I can hold it in better & tell the asshole where to go; how untrue what they say is.

Sometimes, it's not always easy, but I have, as well as you do, the right to be me. To try to live my life as me. I shouldn't need to change myself completely to get someone to stop picking on me.

So, schools starting again next week & I can't wait to see all my friends & all the teachers I love.
I don't give a crap about what they say tome or what they think! I shouldn't & neither should you!

Age Doesn't Affect Their Looks!!!

I was watching interviews from The Ellen Show (you have to check it out, if you've never heard of it. That woman is a legend!!!), when I saw one with the actor, Shemar Moore, from the series Criminal Minds.

I don't know about you, but I find this man, highly attractive!

So, anyway, I was watched about two interviews in which he was on The Ellen Show &, in both interviews, like with most of her guests, Ellen had Shemar play a game with members of the audience. In both cases this man ended up feckin' kissing his fan! There was tongue involved, my friend! Plus, it looks like he's a goddamn amazing kisser too! Such lucky women!

And after all this, his age was mentioned later in one interview... This lad is 42 years age & he's goddamn sexy. His age surprised me! I thought he was maybe in his 30's but not his 40's at all.

This makes me think though... Are all the real hot men in their late 30's & up?

I mean, I've a thing for Antonio Banderas (his voice is so sexy) & I recently found out he just turned 52 this month!





Then, I know a few of my friends that just love Johnny Depp & he's in his 50's as well.

Do all actors age well, or is it just me? Because if some of these guys were single (as well as myself) & I was legal, I'd totally try & make a move! Haha! Gosh! I hope whoever I'm with at that stage of my life ages as well as these lads!

Anyone else know an actor that looks amazing for his age???

It's 2.23 am & I'm Hungry!

I've no idea why, but I've been hungry on & off since dinner.

I mean like literally 5-10 minutes after dinner I was starving again. It's not like I didn't have a big dinner - I ate around the same amount as usual, possibly a bit more!

I resisted eating for about an hour afterwards, to see would the hunger go away, but I didn't. So I treated myself to strawberries in some lovely homemade cool swan (alcohol) whipped cream. Gosh, I love my little sister! It was gorgeous, but I was hungry only minutes afterwards again. I haven't bothered to eat anything since... Well, except for a chocolate bar, but I won't mention that, will I?

The hunger pangs have been on & off since then...

This is getting annoying... It has happened before & I did think it was something to do with my period, but I'm not on it right now... IM mentioned growing & maybe more activity. I know I sure as hell ain't growing any more - forever a shorty - so maybe it's the activity... I'm going to try & keep a close eye on this!

I think I should try & get to sleep now...

I think my stomach is rumbling in agreement! Haha!

Talk to ye tomorrow! ^_^



Laying In Bed

I feel so tired...

I'm laying in bed doing nothing. I had planned to go on a nice long walk with my friend, D, but she hasn't picked her phone up at all. I swear to God it drives me crazy that she never has credit & hardly ever has her phone near her at all! So, I don't know what I'm going to do. I want to go out & talk with someone, get some exercise, but I'm tired as fuck.

Blah...

My legs feel sort of tight from my first jog in yonks, yesterday, so I think I'm going to do more stretches...

Jogging - So Freakin' Proud Of Myself! XD

Well, as the title of the post implies, I went for a jog today! I sort of surprised myself, to be honest. I mean, I have been talking about getting fitter. I started doing sit-ups, & other abdominal exercises & stretches, last week. However, I kind of forgot about those the last two days with my birthday & becoming seriously busy with the B&B.

So, today, the weather was gorgeous & I thought I'm going to go for a jog! It's totally unlike me to think like this at all - I don't even jog. Like, I just jog during rugby training. I don't usually want to go out running, at all!

Because of this, I sort of doubted that I actually would, but went with it anyway & I'm so happy I did! I ran at least three quatres or more of, roughly, 3.5km. Considering that's my first time, I'm damn proud of myself! I felt good listening to my music, trying to push myslef on. Such a great feeling!Hopefully, I can make a habit of this.A bit hard with the Irish weather, but I'll see if I can use Mam's treadmill, if it's raining.

Woo! XD

Best Birthday In A Long Time

I had such a great birthday yesterday!

I had woken up early to catch the bus into the city, to find it was pouring from the heavens. All I thought was, "Typical," but I turned around & continued to get ready - not even the Irish weather was going to ruin my day!

As I walked down to the post office (the bus stop), I rang D to see if she was waiting for the bus at the top of her road. I had this horrible feeling that she would sleep in or something. I've no idea why! She was already in the local town, waiting for the bus there.

When I was at the post office, A, the girl I had met at the Gaeltacht, texted me, saying she had gotten me a birthday present & would like to meet up for a few minutes to give it to me. I thought this was so thoughtful of her! I love this girl - she's feckin' awesome, so I invited her along on the day out, as it was only fair, as she bought me a gift. Plus, she lived in the city, so didn't have to travel 1hr 30mins like we do to get to the city. I was so happy she could come!

Anyway, in the city , J, D & I went shopping & met up with R (she had earlier appointments with the orthodontist, so came into the city with her mam) & A just before we went to see Ted.

Ted is feckin' brilliant! Very funny! I recommend it if you want a bit of a laugh. I'm so glad that we got to see it - all the girls loved it as well! Ha! In yer faces! Who said they didn't want to see it, eh? XD

After the cinema, we had an hour left, so we did a bit more shopping before we had to catch the bus.
Overall, apart from whatever school stuff I bought, I got some vibrant blue, skinny jeans, a plain, light brown, long sleeved t-shirt & this fecking amazing dress! I'll have to take photos or something on Mam's camera or something some day & show you the dress. It's now definitely my favourite dress - I'm going to wear it the first chance I get!

I was sad to say goodbye to A. We won't see each other for at least few months now, especially since she'll be studying like mad for her Leaving Cert (she's in the year ahead of me in school). She said she's going to try come out to my little rural area to see me some day, though! I really hope she can.

Overall, it was a great day & I was so happy to see everyone!

My best birthday in a long time!

Seventeen Sounds So Much Older!

Well, tomorrow (or today depending what time this post goes up at!) is my birthday!

I'll be turning seventeen. It feels sort of weird.

Like, I know it's just a mental thing - I'll still be the exact same as I've bee the today or any other day the past few months.

It's just a number, but at the same time it's the number that makes the difference!

Like, have you ever noticed how certain numbers sound soooooo much larger than its preciser?

I mean, between the numbers 15 & 16, sixteen is the larger digit. One unit larger than fifteen. It doesn't sound that much larger to fifteen either.

However, 17 sounds so much bigger than 16, even though it's the exact same scenario as the numbers, 15 &16.

Maybe, I'm the only one that notices - or even thinks about - stuff like this.

I am a bit weird...! XD

Anyway, apart from that, I'm goin to the city again (I was there for my x-ray today) tomorrow, for the day, with the girls.

We're going to see Ted - I sort of put my foot down on what I wanted to see in the cinema. Haha! We usually choose together what film we want to see, but I didn't want to see the films they wanted to see most of their top choices. So, I did a little, "Well it'll be my birthday that day, so can I choose?" sort of thing! I felt sort of guilty for playing that card, but it'll only be once!

We'll also shop for a bit & do whatever!

I can't wait to see them!

It's going to be a fun day!

Nighty, night all! ^_^

Jaw X-Ray

Today I got my jaw x-rayed.

It's been reaally sore lately. Like, I can open my mouth to a certain point, but after that it feels as if y jaw is trying to resist opening any wider & it can get seriously painful some days. t even eat, yawn or laugh at times without getting a shoot of pain in the left hynge of my jaw.

I won't get the outcome of the x-ray until next week when my GP gets them, so I'll have to wait. I'm sort of nervous about it as I'm afraid I may need some surgical proceeder However, (you may laugh at this) I'm more afraid of having restrictions on using my jaw, like having to mas/blend all my food & suck it from a straw, & not being able to talk - that would kill me! >_< Anyone that knows me will tell you I never shut up sometimes - I'm such a chatty person!

Blah! I guess I'll have to wait & see...!

My Bucket List!

I've just created a page for my bucket list.

For those that don't really know what a bucket list is, I'll explain.

It's a list of things you would like to do or accomplish before you die, also known as kicking the bucket, hense the name, a bucket list!

I think it's a great idea to have one as it lays out all your aims in life. Plus... I just love the feeling of crossing things out on lists! Haha! XD

I hadn't looked at mine in quite a while since I last written on it, until today. So, I've been changing it a bit, wording-wise. To be honest, I haven't really accomplished much either, now that I look at it! I know I had an older one from when I was like 8 or 9, but I don't know where that's disappeared to. If I ever find it, I'll be sure to post it - it'd be a bit of a laugh! ^_^ Now, that I think of it, I know visiting the USA was one of my dreams at that age, so I'll have to add that to the list - just so I can cross it out, seconds later! Haha!

Anyway, you can see my bucket list by clicking on the tab The Bucket List above the blog description or by clicking here.

Do you have bucket lists of your own?

Regular-ish Readers...?! XD

Hey! ^_^

I've been looking at my stats lately & I was wondering does anyone read my blog regularly or much at all...? I know I'm not a huge blogger & nor am I overly exciting in what I've to say, but does anyone actually like reading all this?
What's your reasons? Do you have a blog of your own? Would you like to do a link exchange?

Comment & tell me!





Goodnight! :P



The London 2012 Olympics Have Ended...

I've just watched the Closing Ceremony for the Olympics with my family. I thought it was really well done!
This was the first Olympics that I've actually payed some serious interest to. Like, wow! Ireland won five Olympic medals. Four of them coming from boxing! Ireland proud country right now - I know I am!

The last 17 days have just flown by. Now there's four years to wait, until Rio... It's weird to think I'll be turning 21 that year!

2016, we are coming!!!

Some More Photos!

Here's some more photos from my walk yesterday...!



All taken with Mam's 10MP digital camera! No editing! I can't wait for my own DSLR, I'm still saving up!

The Season Is Basically Over, But Summer Has Just Arrived!

Yesterday was a day for t-shirts, shorts and sandals!
The sun has been shinning, while the temperature has been rising. Summer has finally arrived!
After we quickly cleaned the dinning room & the bedrooms, we watched some of the Irish boxers in the Olympics (Well Done Lads!!! Win or lose, you make us proud!), while eating lunch.

The heat had really started to get to me at that stage, so I rushed into my room, shaved my legs (electric shavers are so handy!) & pulled on a pair of shorts. My sister, brother & I then when for a walk over the road & back, enjoying the gorgeous weather. It was great to get out for a stroll!

Later, my family & I had dinner outside, just like we do every summer. However, this was the first time we could actually do it this year. It just goes to show how crappy the weather has been this year. Hopefully, we'll have a good few more days like this before school starts! It felt so good to sit in the heat of the sun. :)

Some photos I took using Mam's digital camera during our walk...

I have a ton more photos, but they won't load for some reason! I had actually typed this whole blog out last night & fell asleep as the photos loaded, but none of them did! I only managed to get the two above up this morning. The rest still won't load! I'll try again later...

HOLY SHIT!!!!

AAAAAARRRGGGHHH!!!!

There. Was. An. Earwig. In. My. BED!!!!! >_<

I saw him crawl out from beneath my quilt while typing my last post.

I slowly got out of bed and then ran for the bathroom for tissue...

The motherfucker is dead now!

However, I'm wondering how he got there & how long he's been in my bed.

My bedroom & the bed itself are pretty clean, but this creeps me out!

He could have had some friends! D:

I'm never going to sleep at this rate....!

Proud To Be Irish!

Katie Taylor the Olympic Champion!

She is a magnificent boxer & she has made a country proud today!

The Brits even want her, with the English media calling her British.

Sorry, my darlings, she's ours!

She won a good, technical fight with, Russian boxer, Sofya Ochigava.

So well deserving!

She is definitely someone I would look up to and see as a great inspiration.

Oh, I'm just so happy for her!

WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!



The Monthly Knife In The Stomach!

You know God is a lad, when women feel as if a knife is dug into their abdomen monthly.

I didn't post at all yesterday due to this monthly attack. I could barely stand at times, to be honest.
It got to the point where Mam said I could just lay down in bed, as my painkillers weren't working. Again... I think I have to get stronger ones, which means I'll have to get painkillers prescribed by my doctor. The ones I use now are the strongest I can get over the counter! I really don't want to have to get stronger painkillers, but I can't stand at all, at times, with the pains...

The cramps were that bad yesterday when Mam sent me to bed, so I had to distract myself with the hilarious Des Bishop! It worked pretty well too. I watched tons of clips on YouTube of him & I now think I have sort of fan-crush on the fella... He is quite sexy! Haha! That could be my hormones speaking, though! LOL

Also, I always feel bloody (excuse the pun) hungry! Seriously! You'd swear I was a pregnant woman, from my endless desire for food. I mean, yesterday, I ate some fruit before dinner, as I felt sick during lunch so I hadn't eaten. Then I ate my dinner, followed by an ice cream cone. Literally 10 minutes later I was starving again. Crazily, this has happened the last two times I had my period, so I've just quit feeding these insane cravings for more food & try to eat around what I'd normally eat. Well, with a tad more chocolate than normal - I have chocolate cravings on top of all that! Today, I tried to stock up on fruit instead of chocolate, though.... Gosh! I'm getting hungry with all this talk of food & I just brushed my teeth. Dammit! 

Then, on top of all that, there's crazy mood swings; feeling bloated & almost keeling over with tiredness!

I can't wait for the next few days to pass for my system ti return to normal!

What Do Ya Think?

Well, what do you think of my blog layout & design?

Any time I got on the laptop today has going towards the page's makeover! I'm still in the process of editing photos on GIMP, for the title photo. I found some great photos taken by my friend, but they are too small... I'll see what happens for tomorrow!

So, what do ye think otherwise? Easier to read? Nicer design? Should I change anything else? Just comment :)

Getting In Shape!

This post may be triggering to any person with an ED.

I do not have one myself, but I don't wish to trigger anyone that does.

This is just a heads up, so continue reading if you wish. :)

Since I got back from the Gaeltacht, I haven't really been happy with the way I look. To be honest, yes, I know I'm pretty. I may not be the most gorgeous girl around, but, as people say, I'm cute. The thing is, I  don't like my stomach. I never really have. Well, except for when we did the talent show for school last year. Then, my stomach had been flat & I had last several pounds, due to a ton of dance practise.

Otherwise, I'm not entirely active. I play rugby, but it's seasonal sport, with training just once a week. I am a lazy person. There's no two ways about it & I'm not really too ashamed about it either. Well, except when I realised no one else in my house at the Gaeltacht weren't too bothered to wear bikinis or to just show off their stomachs or legs. I'm not a huge fan of either, though I would be more likely to wear a pair of shorts than a bikini.

So, I want to take action on all this negativity. Rugby is starting up soon again, so I've got to be somewhat fit for that too. I don't really plan to cut down on food, but just try to stop going for seconds after dinner, especially when it's a meal I love. I hope to substitute most sugary snakes for fruit instead, or just tell myself "No. Dinner will be ready soon enough." I've been doing that lately & I don't know, I haven't lost anything, weight-wise, but losing weight isn't exactly my main aim anyway, though it may help. My main aim is to flatten my stomach, so I don't see it jutting out in my way when I look down at my feet, so I can just see my toes & a little of my feet that come just before them.

So, I've decided, I will to exercise more. I've started a bit already, doing push-ups & sit-ups. IM had showed me a great way to do sit-ups when she was over in June & my sister found an old book on stretches and exercises that Dad used to use, so I'm putting all that new information to the test.

However, every single time I start something like this, I never finish it. It's not that I don't want to, but, I guess, I get easily distracted or I get too busy with the B&B or school. After that I just want to rest or something. I think I  just have a motivation problem or something. It annoys the shite out of me & I mean to go on, but I just stop. I'm going to work hard this time, though, & try my best to get motivated.

I'm sort of afraid, though. I know it sounds so stupid, but I am. I've learned quite a bit about EDs the last few years, especially anorexia. I'm not an expert & I've never suffered from any ED, but I'm scared that if I do keep exercising & start to think that it's not enough. I'm afraid I'll start doing something unlike me & cut down my food intake, though I do eat pretty healthy overall. I'm scared that I'll start obsessing about my weight & looks, thinking I'm anything but slim. I know it sounds crazy & stupidly immature, but, to be honest, I do worry about it. I know an ED doesn't just start like that, but it could, possibly, couldn't it? I feel so stupid & embarrassed by my fear, but I need to just say it. Like, I know a ton of healthy, fit people without - or have basically overcome, in one case - an ED. However, it still bothers me sometimes... It's idiotic to a point, but I can't help feeling this way. I feel a bit better now that it's off my chest, though.

I think, after I brush my teeth, I'm going to do some sit-ups! Better to push on instead of a fear holding me back, right? 

Pens Are A Serious Matter!

Before the whole thing with the job on Sunday nights, my day had actually been going great!

Mam & I had gone to Galway, the city as I had an appointment with the beauticians (a story for another day maybe). Mam decided she'd go to Musgraves & stock up on stuff for the B&B, so I went into town & met Abby, the girl I met at the Gaeltacht, for an hour or so.

It was great to see her. We just walked aimlessly around Shop Street & the shopping centre, talking. We then went into ABC Bookshop (stocks everything you need for school) for God knows what reason, & headed straight for the stationary.

I, myself, know I've an obsession with pens, but it was so funny having a serious conversation with Abby about them in the middle of the shop. We even got to the subject of "blue pen racism"! Haha! (I hate to write with blue pens & only do so for labelling & diagrams.) If anyone heard a word of what we were saying they would have definitely thought of us as two queer hawks! LOL!

After that, we got something to eat in the wonderful Elle's Cafe, before we had to go on our separate ways once more. I miss her & I seriously can't wait to see her again. Abby will hopefully be someone I can keep close to me despite the distance :)

Some Friends They Are...

I've been pissed off since yesterday evening with two of my closest friends, R & J.
Why? Well, because I've been looking for a summer job since February & I just can't seem to get one. J asked her mam if there was any job going for the last few weeks of the holiday, in the hotel she works for. I was told there would be a job Sunday nights, from 6pm to maybe 10-11pm. This would be once the college students go back studying, once I was back to school.

I was unsure, so I mentioned it to Dad & Mam. Dad didn't want me working on Sundays at all at first, but, then, settled for working until 7pm on a Sunday night.
His logic was that, because I'd most possibly be on wash-up and/or waiting in the restaurant, I'd be way too tired the following Monday morning for school, if I was working until 11pm the night before.

To be honest, I agree with him. By the time I would get home & actually get to bed it would be 12am or after & then I'd have to get up at 6.45am as I get the bus to school. I figure I  would be able to do that for a few months, but, eventually it'd be too much with tests and study.

So, I said this to J what Dad said, but not that I agreed with him. It was on Facebook mail where you can have numerous recipients, so R could see too. I asked about Saturdays, if there was any jobs then, as I could work late Saturday nights, as Dad said it was alright & I sure didn't mind myself,or even during the day on Sundays. J said no. However, J & R couldn't seem to get why I wouldn't just take Sunday nights on wash-up or whatever. I had already explained about Dad & his valid reasons, but I mentioned it again.

At first the two girls were joking saying I should ask Dad to pay me the money I'm missing out on at the hotel, since I can't take the job. I didn't really mind that too much at all. However, then it escalated to, "You want the job? Then take it! Your dad won't be the one working." I had made it clear at this point that what Dad says goes in our house, unless you were looking for huge trouble. I was not & I had mentioned at this point to to J & R that I thought he was right in what he was saying, even though I did want to work.

Then, apparently, I had an attitude & that I wouldn't get any job with it. Like, what?! I don't have a problem with doing the job or working late any day, but it just happens I have school the following morning, so Dad said I wouldn't be allowed to work. That's not me having an attitude, that's my Dad being right. I obviously didn't say all that, though. I asked why.

I was told I was being fussy. That no one would want to hire anyone that was going to be fussy about their hours of work. Uh, what? First off, I'm 16, almost 17. If this was in the middle of the summer holidays, my dad wouldn't care what day or time I worked to, but this would be during school & would possibly affect me at school. So he said no. I got his point & didn't want want to get in trouble with him anyway, so I asked if there was other hours going. I wasn't being fussy! These girls should know about me & what my dad says at home. We've been close friends for four years now. Plus, I've even said before I'd try any job - even wash-up, but if Dad says no, Dad says no. Part time job or education? Even without Dad saying anything, I know what I'd choose.

J, herself, is stopping work, on Saturdays at the end of September, so she can study more & have time to relax. We are in the same year at school, with two years left. We both want high point courses, so why doesn't she get it of all people? She said before, the stress of school & working on the weekends doesn't go well together. Yet, she couldn't seem to get what my Dad was saying and called me fussy & said I had an attitude. I don't get her!

These two girls are meant two be two of my closest friends, but they've made me so mad & upset. I know now that I won't get any job until next summer, but they pointed out that working younger looks good on my CV. I know that & I've the B&B to stand for me. I've been helping in the B&B since I can remember. I began serving breakfast to guests when I was twelve & I'd been cleaning bedrooms with my mam for years before that. That's better than two years in the Paper Shop & a restaurant. It wasn't as if I wasn't looking to work anyway. I'm sure that majority of businesses in town have had my CV from earlier on in the year. Things just weren't busy though, so not many people were picked up.

So, yeah, I'm pissed off with the two girls. At the end, I told them I understood that they were trying to help and all, but Dad said I can't work late on Sundays during the school term. I told them I appreciated their help though & left a smiley face & a heart, trying to ease things up, but I received no reply. They obviously had seen the message (Facebook indicates whether & which person has read a mail or not). J mailed later asking if the 25th was good for a night out we were planning, earlier today, but when I replied, her messages weren't exactly overly friendly. R was reading the messages, but wasn't replying.

This really annoys the shit out of me! They aren't acting like my best friends at all right now, not even normal friends. It didn't even seem as if they were helping me. I'm starting ti think I should just consider D & IM as my close friends any more. I never get into anything like this with them, yet with R & J something happens from time to time I've found. Immature silliness.

I just needed to get all this out of my system... I feel slightly better now... Slightly.

Laughing

I started laughing uncontrollably earlier tonight.

So much so that tears rolled down my cheeks.

There was wasn't any hilarious reason.

It wasn't even that funny.

But it felt good all the same.

Letting loose in a fit of giggles!

Gotta Get Into The Habit!

Hey!

I've been back from the Gaeltacht over a week now - maybe two? - & I've been seriously meaning to post, but I just haven't! That's something I have to fix! I'll have to get into the habit of posting everyday again!

Anyway, I had so much freaking fun at the Gaeltacht! Of course it wasn't perfect - there was trouble with the class role, so I got moved to a shite class & the principal wouldn't move me back. However, I met some awesome people that I'll never forget & I hope I can meet up with again.

Abby was my best friend on the course!

I'm hoping Mam & Dad will let me go back next summer. It'd be my last chance to go, as I'll be doing the Leaving Cert (my final exams) the following year.

Now....

PHOTOS!!!