The boy fella and I just celebrated the big 1.5 year anniversary...we decided to get the lovely nice DART down to Greystones for the day and do it in STYLE...
We availed of a lovely but nonsensical deal in Insomnia (3 quid for a coffee and muffin but the coffee on its own costs 3.10...I'm not complaining!) and had a good old natter while making some babies cry through the power of funny faces...we're mad classy.
We then went for a lovely walk down to the harbour and found some nice cliffy things on the beach where we sat before going for a spur of the moment shwim...we even squeezed in a bit of crazy rock climbing...turns out Sebo's a bit of a jungle boy, I was mad impressed! We then sat up on the cliff for a good two hours having the craic and I got veeery sunburnt...oops!
We headed down to Supervalu and got some rolls and I picked up a smoothie in a vegan juice bar place...divine! :) It started to rain but we went back to the cliffs anyway and people watched for a while, and Sebastian stared at little boys in the local national school...he's dodgy. We decided feck the rain so we lay in the sand and had another loooong chat (we both never shut up!!) while getting soaked and muddy...oh young love!!
We got the DART to some stop we thought we knew but actually didn't it turns out, but it was grand cos we went to Shrewsbury Road and disrespected some rich people...funny how it just feels right to hate rich people....we're jealous beings! We walked around pretending to eachother we weren't lost for a good half hour til we finally found ourselves in Ranelagh!
We decided to stop in Tribeca for some chicken wings, chunky chips and mussels...an old classic! We then got the LUAS back to boy fella's gaff and indulged in tea, a DMC and mint chocolate chip ice cream...headed off home at midnight after spending fourteen hours together...and here comes the sappy thing I've never dared to say on the internet before...he's really great :) (see, I'm deep.)
Today, by comparison, wasn't the best day. I lost my phone and broke my bike and sunburn is tight. But hey, you win some you lose some. And boy fella's coming over for coffee tomorrow :)
I miss Niamh...
Tuesday, June 23, 2009
Sunday, June 7, 2009
Wow wow wow wow...
To whom it may concern,
Had the most amazing Thursday night!! Need to vent it...so I'll use this lovely slice of internet to do so...
Well, first of all, Sarah Kate and I were going to the Beyonce concert. Doors opened at half six, I got off work at quarter past four, the plan was I race into town and we get our queue on...thing is, my life is never that simple! So I end up being kept behind til twenty to five. The bus stop's a ten minute walk away, the bus ride's a minimum fifteen minutes, the meeting time is ten to five...you do the maths, my chances of being on time weren't good! I ran to the bus stop with a sprint that, as I took my seat on the bus, I reflected was faster than I had ever intended to run in my life. I'd made it in three minutes, and the bus pulled up just as I arrived...things were looking up! I got off the bus at five o'clock, and I gave Sarah Kate a call from the meeting spot asking where she was and apologising for my disappointing punctuality...what she said when she picked up the phone threw my heart swiftly into my panting throat...
'Nicola I forgot my ticket.'
Sweet Lord, that was a bombshell!! For six months we'd been preparing for this day and all of a sudden all our plans were falling apart!! So while Sarah Kate got a taxi home and back I spent a fitful hour and a quarter wandering the streets of Dublin and getting funny looks from people concerning my profuse sweating and expression of hysteria...to cut this section of the story short, the very kind taxi driver broke many laws to eventually get us to The O2 right as the doors were opening, and by some divine intervention we got into the third row of people!! After much pushing and angry heat induced fights with those around us, Beyonce finally hit the stage at half nine.
SHE. WAS. AMAZING.
From the costumes to the lighting to the dance moves to the music, she was a true show woman from start to finish. Personal highlights included her performance of 'Broken Hearted Girl' ( had me bawling like a baba!!), her hanging from the ceiling doing acrobatics and slowly lowering herself to inches above the crowd (some balls that girl!!), being on the big screen as she performed 'Irreplacable' (BEYONCE NOW KNOWS WHAT I LOOK LIKE!!!!), her reducing a grown man to tears when she asked him his name (it was Angelo...), and her own tears at the end of the show after her encore performance of Halo! It was a very personal show, she shared home videos from when she was five, told little anecdotes from her own life and played her performance at Obama's inaugaration on the big screen! She's the most perfect woman I've ever seen...even sweating and flaring her nostrils she looks incredible...and she has amazingly shiny legs which are just the juuuuicy cherry on top of a cake made of stunning!!
Overall, an incredible night!! When she finally left the stage it was half eleven- such a long set and she was still so full of energy! Not even the fact that my phone ran out of battery while ringing home for a lift could dampen my spirits...must've been all the frantic phonecalls to check up on the taxi's process earlier on!
Thanks for an incredible show Miss Knowles, we'll be meeting again in November!!
Had the most amazing Thursday night!! Need to vent it...so I'll use this lovely slice of internet to do so...
Well, first of all, Sarah Kate and I were going to the Beyonce concert. Doors opened at half six, I got off work at quarter past four, the plan was I race into town and we get our queue on...thing is, my life is never that simple! So I end up being kept behind til twenty to five. The bus stop's a ten minute walk away, the bus ride's a minimum fifteen minutes, the meeting time is ten to five...you do the maths, my chances of being on time weren't good! I ran to the bus stop with a sprint that, as I took my seat on the bus, I reflected was faster than I had ever intended to run in my life. I'd made it in three minutes, and the bus pulled up just as I arrived...things were looking up! I got off the bus at five o'clock, and I gave Sarah Kate a call from the meeting spot asking where she was and apologising for my disappointing punctuality...what she said when she picked up the phone threw my heart swiftly into my panting throat...
'Nicola I forgot my ticket.'
Sweet Lord, that was a bombshell!! For six months we'd been preparing for this day and all of a sudden all our plans were falling apart!! So while Sarah Kate got a taxi home and back I spent a fitful hour and a quarter wandering the streets of Dublin and getting funny looks from people concerning my profuse sweating and expression of hysteria...to cut this section of the story short, the very kind taxi driver broke many laws to eventually get us to The O2 right as the doors were opening, and by some divine intervention we got into the third row of people!! After much pushing and angry heat induced fights with those around us, Beyonce finally hit the stage at half nine.
SHE. WAS. AMAZING.
From the costumes to the lighting to the dance moves to the music, she was a true show woman from start to finish. Personal highlights included her performance of 'Broken Hearted Girl' ( had me bawling like a baba!!), her hanging from the ceiling doing acrobatics and slowly lowering herself to inches above the crowd (some balls that girl!!), being on the big screen as she performed 'Irreplacable' (BEYONCE NOW KNOWS WHAT I LOOK LIKE!!!!), her reducing a grown man to tears when she asked him his name (it was Angelo...), and her own tears at the end of the show after her encore performance of Halo! It was a very personal show, she shared home videos from when she was five, told little anecdotes from her own life and played her performance at Obama's inaugaration on the big screen! She's the most perfect woman I've ever seen...even sweating and flaring her nostrils she looks incredible...and she has amazingly shiny legs which are just the juuuuicy cherry on top of a cake made of stunning!!
Overall, an incredible night!! When she finally left the stage it was half eleven- such a long set and she was still so full of energy! Not even the fact that my phone ran out of battery while ringing home for a lift could dampen my spirits...must've been all the frantic phonecalls to check up on the taxi's process earlier on!
Thanks for an incredible show Miss Knowles, we'll be meeting again in November!!
Friday, May 29, 2009
ID embarrassments...
It's summmmmmer! :) The rest of the exams went pretty well, feels like they were a good decade ago at this point!
Was my little brother's birthday today, headed over to Tesco to get a box of matches to put on his birthday cake and ended up getting IDed...it was pretty embarrassing, they told me to come back when I'm sixteen...oh, so a year and a half ago then?! When I explained that I am in fact seventeen and a half they all but laughed in my face! Eventually I was given the matches, but 'just this once'...for my eighteenth someone else can buy them!!
Oh, how very cringe...
Was my little brother's birthday today, headed over to Tesco to get a box of matches to put on his birthday cake and ended up getting IDed...it was pretty embarrassing, they told me to come back when I'm sixteen...oh, so a year and a half ago then?! When I explained that I am in fact seventeen and a half they all but laughed in my face! Eventually I was given the matches, but 'just this once'...for my eighteenth someone else can buy them!!
Oh, how very cringe...
Tuesday, May 26, 2009
Exams and the like...
The last thing in the world I want to do is jinx them but...*deep breath*...the exams are actually going surprisingly okay! The three essays I knew for history all came up today (lucky much?!) so I'm in pretty high spirits about the whole thing. It makes me feel pretty silly to say I was nearly physically sick last night while I had a frighteningly realistic vision of myself looking at the exam paper and not knowing a single thing on it!
Biology tomorrow, I'm a bit worried about that, but I guess the worst is over at this stage- only three exams to go! :) In other news, the old mobile's a bit banjaxed, dropped it a good ten too many times, but I guess it's held up pretty well for a twenty nine euro job so I can't complain!
Anyways, I'll keep this post short and sweet like my skirt (quote random girl from MUN) and sign off to bed now at the daring hour of 9.35! Wish me luck and apologies in advance if tomorrow's post is of the angry and tearful variety...all depends what raises its ugly head on the biology exam. Anyone wish to join me in a prayer for genetic crosses?! Stay classy Blogspot!
PS. Niamh's still so deep these days. She buys cards made by the physically handicapped in impoverished countries and cites ignorance over waterborne diseases as her least favourite aspect of western society...that is no joke. A humanitarian if ever there was one...
Biology tomorrow, I'm a bit worried about that, but I guess the worst is over at this stage- only three exams to go! :) In other news, the old mobile's a bit banjaxed, dropped it a good ten too many times, but I guess it's held up pretty well for a twenty nine euro job so I can't complain!
Anyways, I'll keep this post short and sweet like my skirt (quote random girl from MUN) and sign off to bed now at the daring hour of 9.35! Wish me luck and apologies in advance if tomorrow's post is of the angry and tearful variety...all depends what raises its ugly head on the biology exam. Anyone wish to join me in a prayer for genetic crosses?! Stay classy Blogspot!
PS. Niamh's still so deep these days. She buys cards made by the physically handicapped in impoverished countries and cites ignorance over waterborne diseases as her least favourite aspect of western society...that is no joke. A humanitarian if ever there was one...
Sunday, May 24, 2009
Makes me mad...
I've never really paid much attention to the whole 'size zero debate', mainly because some people just naturally are size zero and telling them how ugly and undesirable they are doesn't solve anything. I just think people are the size they are and if it's not a health risk just leave them to it. However, I read an interview in the paper today that really made my blood boil.
Peaches Geldof is the face of a new underwear campaign aimed at young girls. I've never been her biggest fan, she has nice clothes but is kind of annoying to be honest, so I give her a wide berth. But if she's gonna go around saying she's a plus size model then I'm gonna take that as a personal insult. Yes, she said that. The interview I read this morning was all about how she's a role model for bigger girls because they look at how 'curvy' she is and find that inspiring...this woman is a size eight!! That's the smallest size many highstreet shops stock! If Peaches is plus size then what does that make the rest of the world?!
The interview came complete with a paparazzi photograph of Peaches frolicking around on the beach in her swimming togs looking quite sweet and normal...with a caption underneath talking about how it doesn't bother her how 'unflattering and wobbly' this photo makes her look! If that's the case then I spend my life walking around being unflattering and wobbly because that's the way I myself and most humans appear! I just can't wrap my head around it...
It makes me sick how she seems to really think she's being a role model. I've read interviews with her where she condemns fashion magazines for 'making people feel ugly'. Maybe she should look around at the rest of the world before she starts going on about how 'curvy' and 'pear shaped' she is because she's not making anyone feel good but herself.
Peaches Geldof is the face of a new underwear campaign aimed at young girls. I've never been her biggest fan, she has nice clothes but is kind of annoying to be honest, so I give her a wide berth. But if she's gonna go around saying she's a plus size model then I'm gonna take that as a personal insult. Yes, she said that. The interview I read this morning was all about how she's a role model for bigger girls because they look at how 'curvy' she is and find that inspiring...this woman is a size eight!! That's the smallest size many highstreet shops stock! If Peaches is plus size then what does that make the rest of the world?!
The interview came complete with a paparazzi photograph of Peaches frolicking around on the beach in her swimming togs looking quite sweet and normal...with a caption underneath talking about how it doesn't bother her how 'unflattering and wobbly' this photo makes her look! If that's the case then I spend my life walking around being unflattering and wobbly because that's the way I myself and most humans appear! I just can't wrap my head around it...
It makes me sick how she seems to really think she's being a role model. I've read interviews with her where she condemns fashion magazines for 'making people feel ugly'. Maybe she should look around at the rest of the world before she starts going on about how 'curvy' and 'pear shaped' she is because she's not making anyone feel good but herself.
Sunday, May 17, 2009
Back in black
I'm back! Went to a drama contest last night with my good friends Niamh McDonagh and Aisling Murphy...started off fabulous, especially when we thought only two people had entered...turned out there were actually nine people and they all did two pieces each that lasted a good ten minutes and some were a bit snoooozesome...also the theatre place was a good two hundred degrees hot! Niamh and I's solution was to subtley remove a good ten items of clothing while the lights were safely off, who could have predicted they'd come on again so suddenly...shocking for those around I can only imagine...
Another personal highlight was the speech by a very famous, drunk and respected member of the drama teaching community, an extract follows below...
'This feis used to take place in a church, except all the priests died...except for of course Father Michael...my dad died...it's good to have friends...especially Anne, Derbhaile, Anne and Anne...DON'T MOVE MY PROP...'
I had to eat the belt I'd taken off to stop myself from laughing at the poor soul...
An absolute hero won the cup in the end whose piece included the line 'Ethel looks like something that'd eat their young'...deserved.
Just spent half an hour teaching my thirteen year old brother quadratics while he screamed about how 'ABUSIVE' I was being...fulfilling stuff, teaching.
Annnyways, better dashio like pistachio mannn...
Another personal highlight was the speech by a very famous, drunk and respected member of the drama teaching community, an extract follows below...
'This feis used to take place in a church, except all the priests died...except for of course Father Michael...my dad died...it's good to have friends...especially Anne, Derbhaile, Anne and Anne...DON'T MOVE MY PROP...'
I had to eat the belt I'd taken off to stop myself from laughing at the poor soul...
An absolute hero won the cup in the end whose piece included the line 'Ethel looks like something that'd eat their young'...deserved.
Just spent half an hour teaching my thirteen year old brother quadratics while he screamed about how 'ABUSIVE' I was being...fulfilling stuff, teaching.
Annnyways, better dashio like pistachio mannn...
Thursday, May 14, 2009
Turning over a new leaf...
I'm rather awful at the old consistency. I start blogs, diaries, studying, new days resolutions and the like most days and I don't think I've managed to keep a single one of them going for more than a week...I've promised myself this time is different though so wish me luck! I started this blog to write nice things about my good friend Niamh...she'd like you all to know she's very deep.
Annnyways, I guess I should probably get on with posting the juicy details of my personal life on the internet. We'll start small...on the upside of today, I got to go home early and have chicken soup cos of this cold I have...a whopper arrangement, cheers Shereen :) On the downside, my mother took away the Percy Pigs before I decided I wanted a third one...they're now with her in the car on her way to Dundrum...some people...
I love Cruel Intentions, such a good film. Katie agrees with me. Watched it yesterday and was blown away...that Sebastian one...wowzers!! Plans for today include watching Made and filling a shoulder bottle up with water and pretending it's vodka tomorrow...I might explain later.
Shout out to fellow bloggers Nicole and Lorcan!! Woo!! Should probably go get some study done for the 'random revision' test I have in biology tomorrow...making it sound like a game doesn't make it much funner. :(
I'm not promising I'll ever be on this site again, but if I am you'll know I've become a better person inside. Huzzah! That Niamh one is such a deep thinker...
Annnyways, I guess I should probably get on with posting the juicy details of my personal life on the internet. We'll start small...on the upside of today, I got to go home early and have chicken soup cos of this cold I have...a whopper arrangement, cheers Shereen :) On the downside, my mother took away the Percy Pigs before I decided I wanted a third one...they're now with her in the car on her way to Dundrum...some people...
I love Cruel Intentions, such a good film. Katie agrees with me. Watched it yesterday and was blown away...that Sebastian one...wowzers!! Plans for today include watching Made and filling a shoulder bottle up with water and pretending it's vodka tomorrow...I might explain later.
Shout out to fellow bloggers Nicole and Lorcan!! Woo!! Should probably go get some study done for the 'random revision' test I have in biology tomorrow...making it sound like a game doesn't make it much funner. :(
I'm not promising I'll ever be on this site again, but if I am you'll know I've become a better person inside. Huzzah! That Niamh one is such a deep thinker...
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