So, you know, I had a shindig… to say goodbye to me and my awesomeness.  It was so much fun. Ended in my drunken rambling and then falling into a coma of a sleep while my friends all chatted in my hotel room.

It was really the first party I have ever thrown or night out that I have ever organised (and yes that is including birthdays) and it went splendidly! Everyone got on well. My Mam even came! Class!

Then it was for the hangover on Sunday, I got over it my eating vast amounts of greasy food and then going to see Submarine in the cinema which was fairly good if not a bit Catcher in the Rye. Damn it being so sunny here this weekend though; my sunglasses just did not block out enough of the rays.  Continue reading


Urgh, just checked my bank balance and it is soo low. It was my friends birthday last night and I spent around the €100 mark. €100 that I DON’T HAVE. ARGH. 

It is not like I have money to throw around either. Working part-time has its positive sides (having lots of time to do whatever I want), but also a lot of negative (not having any money to do the things that I have lots of time for).

Anyway last night was not the may west. My friend just seemed down, so I tried throwing drinks at the situation. And suprisingly it didn’t help any. Continue reading

Interweb surfing

I saw this on 10 o’clock live and thought that it was priceless. 

I have been surfing the interweb a lot today (trying to follow the news and such) and have found some really interesting things.  Glen Hansard is on twitter (@Glen_Hansard) and tweeted about these epic mixtapes. So you can read about them here and then download them for free from Root Blog. They are called the Mississippi Recordings and are truly great.  If anyone finds a free programme that can split the tracks then please comment.

I also thought of the perfect album for road-tripping it down to LA from Seattle and back and had to buy it! I got The Essential Bruce Springsteen from HMV for €19.99, which I thought was a good bargain for three disks of genius.

On other notes I finally contacted the Citizens Information, and it wasn’t so bad! It looks like I might have the support to get somewhere to live.

One of those ones

It was one of those no-good days today. I didn’t really get anything done. I have been trying to put of the inevitable, contacting the Citizens Information Bureau about issues for my return (i.e. having no where to live when I get home and obviously no money).

I am great at planning but pure useless to planning things when there is a possibility that it might not turn out right. This is why I have never planned a birthday party and why I give up studying for big exams/essays a week before the date. It is so if something is going to be unpleasant then I won’t know until I am in it.

Anyway do I did some shit menial things today like get my feet eaten by fish at Sole Therapy (which was strangely ticklish but enjoyable), go to the dentist for a cleaning and shop for some new, cheaper glasses (so if they decide to break while I am away it is not the end of the world).

I really really need to start packing though. You might think that it would be easily done but there is a lot more involved. Continue reading

Organising is my favourite part

Last week I finally secured the money and the time off work to do a bit of travelling. So come April 1st I am on a plane, on my own to the West Coast of America (although knowing my luck with flights I will arrive to have Aerlingus exclaim “APRIL FOOLS DAY you are not going anywhere”).

I am going for three months and it will be my first time over the Atlantic Ocean and I CAN’T WAIT! But the main thing is it will be the longest time that I will have ever spent away from my Mam, hence the blogs name.

For you to understand this massive move you must understand us. We are very close. Somewhere between siblings, best friends and mother and daughter. It is a bit unconventional but I wouldn’t have it any other way. But alas the time has come!

Most people do the whole moving away from family thing when they go on to college but I am somewhat of a late bloomer. At 22 years old I am going to spend the longest time away from my darling Mam (the previous record being ten days).

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