Stand Up For Who You Are!

If someone tries to bring you down, hold your head higher & smile

People get picked on & bullied for many different things. It could be something as simple as the clothes you wear or your style of hair, to the colour of your skin or the person you choose to love, whether it be a man or a woman.
I'm one of those people. However, I just think I have a flashing neon sign above my head saying "Pick On Me!" as I've no idea why people choose to bully me. I'm just trying to be myself! And that's just it! No matter what you do, how many times you colour your hair, or change your clothing style, some people will just walk right over you.
So, what do we do?
We have to learn to stand up for ourselves, because it's our right to have the freedom to live as we are. We shouldn't have to change ourselves in any sort of way, except to gain a bit of confidence & build on our self esteem.

My blog is about how I try to be me, trying to be the best I can be!

I promise you this is not a super depressing blog, because I sure as hell ain't a depressed person, though, I do have my moments, just as everyone else does.
This is where I will be 100% myself, expressing my thoughts & feelings on different matters & also my daily life.

What I hope to do here on this blog, is to put a smile on your face &, hopefully, let you know it's okay to be yourself; to be proud of who you are!

If you do read my blog & you find that you find what I say has some truth to it, or my wackiness & randomness of my true self puts a good smile on your face, please don't hesitate to comment & let me know! Putting a smile on someone's face is always the best thing! It'd make my day! :)

Well, I hope you enjoy my blog... Have a good day! :)


Showing posts with label friend. Show all posts
Showing posts with label friend. Show all posts

Tuesday, 21 August 2012

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.

Saturday, 18 August 2012

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...

Sunday, 5 August 2012

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 :)

Thursday, 28 June 2012

Emotionless

I feel like a brick wall. Hard. Cold. Unmoving.
I don't know what to do or what to think...
I've hurt someone that loves me, but I don't want their love. Yet, I did care for them greatly once before. However, not in the same way they seem to care about me. Friendship & support was all I thought we had, they wanted more. Thought we could have more.

But I've turned into a brick wall. Hard. Cold. Unmoving. I have no emotion for this person... Only anger, but I don't even know why.

He says he thinks about me all the time. He cries for me, but we have never met in person. I don't understand it. I can make friends over the Internet - Good friends - but, for anything stronger, I think you should know the person in real life, not just on a screen.

These last few months I've become cruel. I don't know when it started. I don't really know why. Maybe I do... But it's all too complicated. All I know is that I don't love him the way he wants to be loved. I don't know if I even want to be friends. He's cut off all contact now, because I was a bitch earlier today & just sent me a message before deleting me completely on another app that we met on. He explained his feelings & how he almost killed himself last month... I understand his life isn't the best, that things aren't always going his way at all, but I'm not worth killing himself over. Not at all!
We've only skyped a handful of times, dammit!

I don't know... I'm more angered than anything else... I don't want to be forced to be his friend - i dont want his friendship any more - but I don't want to leave him there, in the cold, either.

I feel like an emotionless freak.... A brick wall.

Tuesday, 26 June 2012

Photos Of Me!

I'm going to be vain today & post a few photos of myself.
Sure, it'll be a bit of fun & ye can see what I look like now & what I did in the past year or so.
Here goes....


Halloween possibly when I was twelve...?
I was a witch, my brother was a ninja & my sister some sort of undead witch!


December 2010
We were in New York for four days before continuing on to Colorado to see my aunt.


This at the end of Summer 2011, I think!
I was showing someone online my new haircut.


I have no idea! Haha!


Taken by IM, when I was over last October.
I love it!


In Sweden with IM. <3
It was great craic!!!


Bored one day in November 2011.
This is one - if not, thee - best photos of myself, I think.



Christmas 2011


A couple of months ago.
April 2012, I think.


One morning a few days ago.
No make-up! XD






Wednesday, 20 June 2012

Talkin' & Walkin'

Today was tiring, but I loved it so much! After I did whatever serving and cleaning with Mam, we ate lunch and then prepared some fruit for the jam. Did I tell you she sells jam in the local shops? It was tiring, but, after, I set out for a walk with my friend, D! We met half way between our houses from where we just walked aimlessly for two hours throughout the back roads of where we lived. It was great!
I'm not big into walking, but if I've someone to talk to it's perfectly fine. We didn't even feel the time pass. It was great just to talk about everything and anything with her. She even told me the next part of her story she's written (she's really talented - I'm not being biased here) & I told here whatever ideas I have for mine, which, yet again, I'm having trouble just putting onto paper or even typing it up!
Anyway, it was a day well spent! It was great laughing, giggling and just being plain stupid at times for the craic (Irish word for fun - pronounced "crack", but I promise it has nothing to do with drugs! Haha!). I even came home with two huge blisters on the heels of my feet &, as sore as they are, feck 'em!!! It was worth it!
I love D! We may go for another walk on Friday, plus J was saying the four of us (D, R, J and I) should try and meet up for lunch in town some day next week before I go to the Gaeltacht.This will be great considering J & R live on the other side of town to me and D, about 40 - 50 minutes away. So, without public transport like they have in the big towns in cities, it's hard for us to see one another when we're on school holidays.
So, this will be something to look forward to, before I head off for three weeks, without a mobile or Internet access (well, except for Sundays, but I'll explain that better another day) in the Gaeltacht!

I'm starting to wonder how I'll survive without it all now - I've become a bit of an Internet-addict in the last year & I can't even use my iPod or read English books! It'll be an adventure, I'm sure...!

Saturday, 16 June 2012

Laying in Bed Thinking (Giggling XD)

That's all I'm doing. What am I thinking about? Well...

My best friend's mam, from Sweden, is staying in my house tomorrow with her partner. I'm excited! I can't wait to see her & also meet her partner for the first time. My friend says he's really nice, but, as my mam said, "We'll be the judges of that!" Haha! Mam and I have been trying to say his name properly. IM (my friend) had told us how to pronounce his name, but we sound like two complete Irish eejits when we try to say it! XD So, I don't think we're even going to try now. We'll just pronounce it like the English would.
I want to hug IM's mam when she comes, but, as excited as I'll be, I'm afraid I'll cry. I always freakin' cry when I don't want to the most. I don't know why I'd cry though. Like, it's not like IM herself being here and leaving again. That was two weeks ago. Totally different. I'm over thinking it.

Another thing I'm thinking about is the film The Wedding Date. I freakin' love it! I just watched it on tv before I started typing. I don't know the guy actors name, but - fuck - he's hot!!!
I just Googled him... Dermot Mulroney... Such an Irish name... Holy shite! He's 48! He looks freakin' good! What else do we have here? Oh! Well, he is of Irish descent, though he's from Virgina. His ancestors were from one of the same places my family originated too. Pretty cool!
Gosh! I'm such a stalker! Haha!
I have a boyfriend! Must resist hot older men. Must. Resist.
Well, I guess it's okay to look at the menu, as long as I don't taste anything!

My poor boyfriend! Haha! God... If only he could see what goes through my head! XD I'm glad he can't - some stuff may scare him! Haha!

Hopefully, I'll dream of my version of The Wedding Date with K, my boyfriend, in the form of my sexy hooker! Oh, I'm making myself giggle...!

Friday, 8 June 2012

Smile! :)

What you may not know, from the direction of a lot of my posts, is that I can be quite a smiley person!

I feel that everyone should smile at least once a day & I don't mean that you should plaster a big fake grin across your face for five minutes.
No. I hate fake smiles.
I hate when I've to do it when I serve breakfast to the guests!
Like this morning, I was pissed off at mam for telling me how to do stuff which I already knew how to do perfectly and what I needed to do next, which I knew!
So I wasn't happy or smiley or whatever. I more than likely looked like I wanted to kick the shit into someone (possibly because I did! Haha!), but when I walked into the dinning room with tea and coffee I had to smile. It'd be really crap if I gave someone their tea and they looked up to say thank you, only to get a murderous stare in return. Yeah... Not a good way to run a business!
But I still don't like fake smiling. I can always feel the corners of my mouth trying to obey the force of gravity, as I try to fight it.
Gravity always wins the battle. I stop fighting as soon as I close the dinning room door.

I love when I talk to my friends and we have a bit of a laugh, and, then, they start to complain that their cheeks hurt from all the smiling and laughing.
I always say it's because they need to exercise their cheek muscles more!
The two of my closest friends it happens the most too, say I'm the only one that makes them smile enough to make their cheeks hurt.
It makes me happy to know this. I absolutely love making people smile or happy.
It makes me happy!
I love saying hello to random people and plastering a grin on their faces because of the sheer oddity of it all!
Or when I say "Hello! How are you?" to shopkeepers or shop attendants! There's always the odd dour ole feck that just says "hi." in response and doesn't even look at you, but a majority of them smile back and chat with you while you pay! Then as you walk away, you hear them give a chirpy "hello!" to the next customer! It makes me seriously happy!
Like, two weeks ago, I went to Galway with my three closest friends (that I go to school with). We went shopping and saw a film. We decided to get ice-cream in a cornershop on the way back to the bus station. The shop attendant was only a couple years older than ourselves, I'm guessing maybe late-teens to early twenties. I was the last of my friends to pay, so I justed did my usual "Hello! How are you?" & she literally looked up from the till, shocked.
"I'm fine, thank you very much for asking! You?"
She said it was nice to be asked. I figured not many did. They just walked in, payed, walked out.
I loved they way I sort of made her day, in a small way. I'll always remember her reaction and what she said. It fuels me to do it more often & just smile!

So make someone smile today and just say "Hello! How are you?" Doesn't matter who they are or if you even know them. You more than likely may never see them again, or, possibly, you may get a new friend out of it. I do it for the sheer happiness of seeing the smile on their face. :)

Thursday, 7 June 2012

An Epic Adventure!

My epic adventure began at 7.30am this morning when my alarm went off. Soon after I switched off said alarm, I quickly fell back to sleep. Very exciting! Anyway because of this I ended up with only 40mins to have a shower, eat and whatever, before I was to get the bus into the nearest city Galway. Almost missed it, but got on all the same!

On the bus with one of my closest friends, D, I read and edited her story. It's a good plot! She's really creative! I wish I could tell ya more, but, as editor, I'm sworn to secrecy! Hopefully ye can all read it yourselves some day :)

We then scoured the Eyre Square Shopping Centre and all of Shop Street for converse (got my first high-tops!), bras & DVDs... No shop was went unnoticed by our judging stares! Then, we ate in McDonald's before heading down to see Snow White and the Huntsman. It was a brilliant film! I highly recommend it.


However, because the movie started later than scheduled, we had to run for our bus - literally! I then had to ask the bus driver to wait while me and my friend went to the bathroom (DO NOT GET A LARGE DRINK, FINISH IT DURING THE FINISH IT IN THE FIRST HOUR OF A TWO HOUR FILM AND THEN SPRINT FOR YOUR BUS!!!). Luckily we knew him (he lets ya get onto the bus as a "child" even though you could be 18/19!), so it was all good!

D started writing something on her story, so I finished typing up something small I'd been working on myself on my iPod. T'was a nice relaxing journey home. Well, apart from the fact my seat was broken, as it just kept reclining, no matter what I did. -_- I was squashing the poor American fella in the seat behind me and there was no empty seats... He was pretty cool about it though, thank God!

Well, that was my epic adventure!
I'm off to bed! Goodnight! <3

Monday, 4 June 2012

My Day :)

After this mornings Skype call, my day went vaguely back to its normal routine.
Get dressed. Go upstairs. Clean the B&B bedrooms with Mam/Dad. Hoover said rooms. Eat lunch. Breath for a bit. Fold sheets & towels. Breath some more... I'm currently breathing some more.

Earlier, my younger sister mentioned that Avengers Assemble was on at 2pm in the small theatre in town. I thought we could go into town on the bus and the two of us could watch it. Her twin brother is going to see it today as well, with the school soccer team (they're heading up to Dublin to the All Ireland FAI final for the primary school teams. The movie is a little treat! I hope he wins tomorrow!). However, the bus times are shite. There was only three times the bus was going by the end of our road and they were either too early or way too late! The joy of relying on public transport in the middle of a rural area! So, I said we could stream  the film online or something after dinner. It'll be nice. :)

Tony Stark/Iron Man is my favourite character of all the Avengers!
Thor (Chris Hemsworth) is just freakin' HOT!!!

So, yeah, that's it really! I'm munching down some Swedish orange chocolate my friend brought me when she was over, at the moment. I'm trying not to eat it all, but it's difficult! Haha! :D
Yum, yum, yum!

Welcome, I guess...

This is my amazing first blog...! Spectacular, eh? I don't know what exactly what to write... Possibly an explanation as to why I'm actually going to try and blog, maybe? Here it goes...


Well, my best friend blogs daily. She possibly posts two or three blogs a day. It helps her get on in life, helps her survive the day and inspire others. I say inspire others as she is recovering for anorexia. She tells them how her days go; how she manages; how she gains strength.
She now lives in a separate country to me as the faculties here weren't helping her as she was having treatment. So this weekend was the second time I  met her face-to-face in two years. I was obviously over joyed and I had so much to tell her ( there's only so  much you can say over Skype), but I must have said something wrong - I upset her. However, she never told me - she blogged about it. She vented. I found out only by whim.
I walked home after her dad picked her up today... I was upset, crying. I was meant to have another day with her, but her dad came to pick her up - he needed to spend time with her too, before she left on Wednesday. I felt selfish, but I needed her. She's the only person I can ever tell everything to. The only person I can trust 100%. I don't feel that with any of my other friends. I just can't be me.
So, I grabbed my laptop as soon as I could & searched for her blog. I had never read it before, however, she had mentioned it throughout the years. I don't know why I hadn't. She had told me I could, but I just hadn't. She knew I hadn't. But, right at that moment, I wanted to be closer to her. I couldn't - can't - stand the thought of possibly not seeing her until next year, so I searched for the closest thing I could get to - her blog! She had showed me a Vlog (video-blog) yesterday or Friday, so I planned to watch it once more.
However, I got closer to her than I thought I would. The first blog had been from this morning about how she felt emotionless and like a bitch when she told me she was leaving today & I had started crying, but she didn't. I totally disagreed with this blog. I'm a blubbering baby - she needn't to feel that bad. She has never been a bitch to me. I was going to comment on the blog, but didn't. I don't know why. I just kept reading. I now wish I hadn't.
I've been proud of her progress & how well she's recovered  - she's near her goal weight, though struggling with the last few kilograms. However, the way I went about showing I was proud, obviously didn't show. I don't recall mentioning food & how she ate very often, but it obviously struck a cord with her. She said it hurt in one of her blogs. She felt that I must have been jealous of her figure or weight or something and I was trying to hurt her... I cried when I read it & I'm crying now just thinking about it. I never ever went out of my way to hurt her... If she just told me, I wouldn't have mentioned food at all! I wouldn't have said how pretty her figure is! We are completely different body shapes - She's tall and slim with slight build, while I'm short-ish with slightly broad shoulders, but I'm not fat nor super skinny. I'm slim too. I'm happy with the way I am & I've said it to her before - all I need to do is tighten up my muscles, not lose weight...  So, how could she see I that I was jealous? I can't understand! Or why she wouldn't just tell me... I understand she will be obviously insecure about certain things, but I need to be told what and when, not just her blog readers.


It really hurts and I can't really stop crying since. I can't stand the way I've hurt her, the fact that my best friend couldn't even tell me how she felt, hurts even more. So I plan to tell her how I feel tomorrow, or at least sometime soon. I need to control myself first, so, ironically, I turn to blogging to help me cope. It helps her, so it can help me. That is why I have started this blog. It does help - I'm not really crying as much - but it doesn't solve the problem. There has to be proper communication for this to be sorted. So I will try to Skype her or at least message her first. I don't know if I'll even tell her about my own blog either... I'll think about it, along with everything else.


If you've actually read all this - well done! I'm virtually patting you on the back! Most people would give up halfway... Thanks for not doing so... <3
Comment if you have any advice or if you were even just courageous enough  to read all this!


<3