Ramble On

I love baths. Really love them. They're so relaxing, especially without all the fancy salts and soaps and things that sometimes give me a headache from their smell.

I should be writing this post as gaeilge seen as my mock oral is tomorrow. But most of the words I know in Irish I couldn't spell correctly to save my life.

Let's rewind my life almost three years and say a certain day had never happened, and you and I had never met. What a different person I would be.

Do not stand at my grave and weep,

I am not there, I do not sleep.

Eventually, everyone I love will die. Or I will die first. I must resign myself to that fact. But at the same time, I'll have children, people I know will have children. As Mufasa said, we are all part of the great circle of life. Cheesy but true.

Death, in it's own way is a beautiful part of life. Because no one ever really dies do they? The concept of not existing is so impossible to understand that this can't just be it. The greatest adventure of all.

Do not stand at my grave and cry,
I am not there, I did not die.

Wish List And Ramble

Yayz for half days. And Newgrange, though that's not until Wednesday. BUT major first when it comes to Abbey Community College, we are allowed wear our own clothes on the trip :O I kid you not. Albeit retreats, this has never before happened. And so comes the 'what should I wear debate', because most people from school never see my normal clothes. But most of them are bitchy and probably won't like them anyway, so why bring hardship on myself? Sigh.

Though today was bit of a hair-mare, things are going good when it comes to 'the do'. It's grown, and now I have a decent straightener I can wear extensions I spent too much money on and rarely use.

I aspire to this.

Totally turned against MLIA, mainly because I've decided the people who write stories on it I wouldn't like in real life, and also because the stories have just become so incredible they can hardly be called 'average'.

I must get out to TK Maxx or some other place I can get a lovely maxi dress for the summer before all the nice summer stock is gone. I bought a beautiful one last summer in that shop in town where everything was €2.99, but unsurprisingly the zip broke when I unzipped it at home to try it on. They're just so summery and pretty and girly and go so well with gladiator sandals, big sunglasses and a long necklace. Alas, I will find one.

Take me back to Dublin, even though it was extreme in temperatures and that skipping show was terrible. It was lovey dovey and wonderful. Awh.


Watching Moulin Rouge for probably the hundredth time at the moment. It's hard to look at Ewan McGregor the same way though after seeing Trainspotting last week in which he wore a belly top for most of the scenes. And climbed down a toilet of course. Grimace.

Crazy Little Thing Called Love

'We Will Rock You' was so good. Especially the fella who did all the jumping around and high kicks. What a legend. This whole weekend just went perfectly, although the Sat Nav did direct us into a bus and taxi lane. Not cool Lucy.

Today I baked a coffee cake, the icing dripped off the top onto the sides and it didn't look too good, a bit like the cake the fairies tried to make in Sleeping Beauty, but it tasted good.


One week of school then pre's. Where has January gone? I have a mountain of Irish to learn, an insurmountable amount really. Panic is setting in a little. Deep breaths. In through the nose and out through the mouth.

I wish I still had yoga on Tuesdays. I need to find some other sort of exercise that will help me sleep, because I'm sleeping terribly atm.

On a wonderful positive note, I got a debs dress. It's long and black and looks nothing like the one below but I like to think Marilyn Monroe would approve of it's bust enhancing abilities.

Oh Amazon hurry up and bring me my books, there's only so many times I can reread the ones I already own. And I'm in desperate need of distraction at night now that I'm logging off the Internet at nine o' clock at the latest in an attempt to tell my mind sleep is coming so start shutting down and stop running through Global Interdependence and the causes of World War II and all sorts of other things.

Yay for Topshop jewellery being reduced. Got a lovely silver Aztec style chandelier necklace that was €40 for €6 and some bracelets for €1.50. Job.

Oh Ed Speleers, you and Jeremy Irons' voice combined made a truly terrible film very bearable. Here are some pictures of him.


All my future potential kiddie names are being shot down just because they're unusual. Having a very common name makes me all the more determined that my own children will be individual.

What A Long Week

Wow, considering I've only been in school for three days, this week felt like the longest week of my life.

Pre's starting in three weeks. Yippee. Though I'm not worried, honestly I'm not. Doing the work as you go along really pays off, I'm not stressed about exams and there's no Leaving Cert induced panic forcing me to do crazy things like buy Less Stress More Success. C'mon like.

Dublin next Friday, can't wait. Hopefully I'll get a little H&M in, as I've no money for Topshop. Boo. I must really start internet banking, easier to keep track of my finances, or lack there of, and all that. A plague on whoever decided that twenty is the minimum that can be taken out of an ATM. When I need less than a fiver, why would I want a twenty? I'll just end up spending it.

Watching Mean Girls atm, I forgot how much I love that film, it never gets old. And Rachel McAdams is just so adorable, dimples and all. Sometimes I think I'd like to have dimples, but I don't really have the right shape face, it'd be a bit weird . .

Getting up in the morning has become more difficult than I recalled. How will I function on my own in just a few months? Dragging myself out of bed? Impossible. Though I will never succumb to Red Bull. Bleucch. It's awful.

On the topic of college, CAO is all done and dusted. The next time I hear from them will hopefully be with acceptances. Arts in Cork is no.1, though that's no big shock, then Dublin then a few other bits in Cork. With Amy all set for Journalism and New Media in NUIM, Jess undecided, Maynooth claiming Laura as well and Breffni all set for Limerick, I'll be toddling off to Cork without the girls who have pretty much become my right arm. I don't really mind going it alone but still, a friendly face and all that . . .

Start of a whole new adventure.

New Favourite

Reminds me a little of HelloGoodbye. Remember them?

Stir Crazy

I'm sick of being in my house. What is the point of three extra days of holidays when the awful roads prevent me from going anywhere? Watching Inglorious Basterds again atm. Forgot how funny it could be. Though I think history examiners everywhere will have to trawl through many 'Jew Hunter' and Vichy Government research topics.

Breffni and I officially head for London on the 18th of June, our flights booked and everything. I could not be more excited. It's just another reason to add to the ever growing pile, for wanting sixth year to just be finished.

Resolutions

1. Eat Slower
My worst habit, worse than cracking my knuckles. I will endeavour to eat at a normal pace in 2010 in order to avoid the 'are you finished already?' when I'm eating with people outside my family. Because it's rather embarrassing, and sitting idle while others eat makes people nervous I think.

2. Say 'Yes' more
I will not allow laziness or minor difficulties to stop me from doing things. I'm going to say yes to invitations before people stop bothering to invite me. More movies, more nights out and more nights in.

3. Study
Self explanatory. But also I resolve not to allow it to consume my life. I'm on the final stretch, secondary school wise, and I intend to enjoy it.

4. Take more pictures
Especially idiotic 'we're freaks' ones. I have a shinynew camera now, I've no excuse.

Happy new year, Ciara x