Thankful Thursday

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I really don't know whether my week will interest you. Nothing exciting really, just plain old giving in last module assignments and working  A LOT of shifts. Working half days I think is perhaps the worst as you dread the beginning of the day. I feel as though I don't have enough time to do what I want.

But since it is summer mid-term break over here in the UK, I at least have my chance to get some money earned for the summer. It's the reason why I smile at work, cos it's not a death sentence being there. I see people sulking around wanting to go home. They should be happy that they have a job at all, and with good pay.

So what I've been thankful for...

Being able to earn money for this coming summer. Not to be badgering Mum for it heehee.

New blog design by Edel... cheers Edel, it's amazeballs. I love how the house on the hill reminds me of my home back in Ireland, placed on top of a great hill with a view of the Sligo mountains.

More pressies - some beauties such as revlon lipbutter in strawberry shortcake, a Next Nail set and lastly on Saturday I was surprised by a parcel at my door. My friends in Ireland all bought me a lovely Pandora bracelet, with a 21 charm, a bar of Milka chocolate bar (they know me so well), a collage photo & a card. I do love the sterling silver bracelet. So beautiful.

I'm thankful for knowing the wonderful mother Linda in my class. She reminds me of my mum so much. She's happy and uplifting to be around. Her infectious laugh has me in stitches all the time. I admire how she handles her stress. So, naturally, I sit with her in the library, hoping her stability will rub off on me.

Getting to listen to my bestie Edels voice. I haven't heard her singing in such a long time and I miss her funky music.

Having a nice chat with mum on the house phone with a cupcake and a pot of tea.

Costa time with my little cousin 'Coco' as I call her, with her chocolate brown eyes. Me with my caramel iced latte and her with her trying-to-be-grown-up baby chino.

I have only 3 weeks (not counting this week as it's almost up, plus it sounds much better) until I'm on the plane back to Ireland. I'm taking each day as it comes but my heart is thumping for the yearning of getting back to my home. Of getting to see the beautiful scenery, and seeing my new lambs... so cute. Oh and seeing my brother with his curly red head. Poor lambs think he's one of them.

Thanks for reading.

I imagine next Thursday I'll be all hyped up, getting closer to departure :)

A Ramble Round London & a New Travel Journal

I love trips to London, especially when I get little things I like.

I stayed Friday night with my lovely American/British friend Jaz in London and we set out the next day (her 19th Birthday) looking for boots and making a trip to King's Cross.

She has never been and well come on! Who doesn't want to go to the Harry Potter Gift shop?

My friend Jaz has this Pikachu bag and she gets noticed all the time.

Not only does she get noticed but she seems to have this strange luck about her. I'm not sure whether the luck is good or bad. For instance, when we were walking along Oxford Street, there was this little car (picking up rubbish) coming along the pathway. Now did she move? No, it was as though she were in slow motion just staring at it coming for her. She then said 'Sh*t', in front of someones face as well. The lady just stared at her, so funny!

Things have got more expensive here in this shop at Kings Cross, but it didn't stop me from buying some little purchases.

AGAIN, Jaz was noticed for her bag pack. We were asked by some chirpy staff member whether we wanted to line up and get our picture taken, with the Platform 9 &3/4 wall, along with having Pikachu in the cage. You can barely see, but Hedwig is there.

I couldn't wear Harrys glasses as I am in Slytherin House. But hey, I'm proud of it :)

After we had our photos taken, the staff that worked there all jumped in for a photo with Pikachu. It was hilarious!

If you don't want to buy anything at the shop, it really doesn't matter. Just go along for the look and meet the friendly staff that work there.

Bought a bit of stationary in the shop.

I was thinking how people who have this kind of job, how do they get to work? The train? Bus?

I can't imagine this lady painting herself when she arrives.

She probably gets a lot of people staring at her on the tube, wouldn't she? Heehee.

Came across this place. It was very difficult to get even one picture. One old guy kept trying to photo bomb the shot... Like GET OUT OF THE WAY WOULD YA!

A bit of street entertainment, along with a blue cock. Nothing normal much in London.

My lovely Irish flag was in the back :D

I myself am a Harry Potter & Disney fan, and my friend is all Anime.

She loves this shop, TokyoToys in Piccadilly Circus.

At first I thought it wasn't the Disney shop seeing this. Thought it was some place else *COUGH*

Seeing Star Wars in the Disney shop was a little strange, but look at Chewy! I want him so much, but he's £20 sadly!

I think Jaz and I stepped in here not even for a minute, and she ran out straight away. As you know, perfume and cosmetics everywhere. It probably was not a reaction you see from a person leaving Selfridges. She fell out of the building, choking from the smell. It made me laugh anyway.

I bought her a little Hedwig keyring from King's Cross. IT'S SO FLUFFY, she'd say.

I wanted this straight away when I saw it.

I've been looking around for a book that will make do as a travel journal.

The pages inside are all different. They even contain lovely little pictures of old buildings, quotes and nature.

When the day was coming to an end, Jaz and I came up with a little game. In the tube station, we sat on the long escalator with no one on our side. And with people going up the opposite direction we'd start meowing. They of course were looking around wondering where the cats were. Then as we were coming to end of the escalator we'd jump up and shriek like a cat. Everyone was staring (not sure whether they laughed) but we couldn't stop ourselves from laughing. I think we may have meowed the whole way back to the house as well. There were Arsenal supporters everywhere, so we were meowing outside the pubs. Some guy stared at me but I pointed at my friend, "That was NOT me!"

I hope you liked this little random post.

I'm not sure when I'll be posting another, as my laptop looks as though it's going to die. Seriously! The battery I think has come to an end. So if you don't get any Maruitius Holiday posts (part 2...) it's because of my laptop dying with all the photos in it.

But don't worry, I'll be home in Ireland by June/July so I'll manage to get a laptop somehow and post them memories up for you all :)

I am currently writing this post out in the sunshine. It's about time we've had some good weather.

Cheers to you peeps for your time. And apologies for the blurry pictures, they were taken by my phone, so...

Only a few more weeks till the holz, WHOO HOO!

My 21st Birthday | Fear of Age

This cake will last for ever. Enjoy it with a cup of tea.

My new watch

Hello everyone, it's been a LONG TIME!

I've been on a break, away in Mauritius and getting some last minute assignments done. Only 7 more weeks till I'm finished with College. And that will be the day I jump up in the air (in public) shouting for joy.

Saturday was my 21st birthday and honestly I've been repeating it to myself, 21, 21, 21!! And it just doesn't sound right! (In my head I'm Peter Pan)

Like come on! I actually don't feel like I've been alive for 21 years :D

Have I accomplished much? Well not really. Nothing in my mind that would categorise me as an adult. I don't live on my own, I can't drive, I choose NOT to drink! These things sound as though I'm afraid to grab life and lose myself within it. I've discovered more about myself over the last 3 years. The good and bad.

I'm meeting new people and figuring out what friendships really matter.

Why do we fear of growing old?

Responsibilities: As teenagers we depend so much on others, whether it's our parents or our teachers. We look at them for guidance. But now having to go to college and working at a part-time job I'm realising this is all for me. It's not like my parents can hand me over a degree.

I myself am afraid of failing. I've failed with so many things in my life, and it's all down to cowardice. I let myself believe that I was unlucky but the truth is I've never pushed myself to do the best I can.

My aim: Try my best!! It will be me crying at the end of the day if I don't give it my best shot. For instance this summer I want to learn properly how to drive. I dread the idea of me behind a wheel but sure I can't be any worse than my mother ;)

Caring for others: Letting ourselves care for others is hard because we fear of losing them. Whether they (putting it down bluntly) die or break ties in the relationship with you. My own personal problem is trusting someone. This also counts for not only new friends but family as well. There's members in my family that do not deserve my trust.

My aim: To let my hair down and just be myself! I appear so shy to others that they don't know the real me. My close friends know what I'm like (a complete nutter they say) but it took a long time to gain their trust. I simply just have to risk it, to risk my happiness, otherwise I will remain lonely for a very long time.

Purpose in life: Do we have an actual in purpose in life? Do we have a destiny? I at times used to believe I was put here on this planet for a reason, but not so much anymore. My life is so unpredictable. 2 years ago I never imagined myself to be living over here in England. Sometimes we fear that what is the point of us being here. When we're depressed or sad we feel afraid and angry at life. We fear that we may be moving on with life too fast or too slow.

My aim: Since my life is so unpredictable it scares the living day lights out of me. Will I get into Uni? Where will I be living next year? When will I ever be returning back to Ireland? Will I actually find a guy that will put up with all the bullcrap I carry? I just want to take one day at a time. Be happy when I can. If I get excited over something that is planned and then them plans are changed then I will be disappointed so... so from now on I will live in the moment.

So on to the happy moments of my 21st.

Well since the day before I had been awake for 44 hours (assignments my dear friends & lots of coffee that led me to shaking furiously in college) and working in the restaurant afterwards I decided to have a lie-in on my birthday. I got my first birthday wishes from my mum and a wonderful friend of mine Peachy (The randomness of unicorns) who is also a mother of two. They are truly such inspiring women that I hope one day I will be as an amazing mother as they are.

I relaxed for most of the day, giving myself a facial and watching my favourite shows. I believed no one in my house to remember it was my birthday. However, my aunt had planned a diversion. While I was giving my little cousin a bath and washing her hair, my aunt had decorated the house and my uncle had arrived back saying that they were taking me out for dinner. Chinese, my favourite food.

At night, while I was skyping my mum, dad and brother my cousin jumped out of the study room with a cake all lit up with sparklers. She had chosen the cake, the gifts and the decorations. She went with pink, which is hilarious, seeing as it's one of her favourite colours, not mine! Haaa!

My favourite pressie was this lovely, simple, sterling silver watch, with a little diamond inside.

One of the wonderful things was seeing some of my closest friends on facebook put up some pretty hilarious photos. Photos of which I didn't think they had. Embarrassing but in my opinion REMEMBERABLE!

Sadly I will have to wait to celebrate my birthday when I get back to Ireland. I never had an 18th birthday because I didn't want to celebrate it with my Granny being sick but dear mother is hoping to celebrate this milestone.

Does anyone else fear of becoming older? And why? What do you tell yourself that helps you realise that getting older is a gift in life?

Lots of love,