Well i suppose i should have done this as my first blog but as they say better late then never. So my name is Eimear O'Brien, but you already know that. I was born 03/07/1988 in Johannesberg,South Africa. My mother is South African and my Dad is Irish so i suppose that makes me and afro-irish, or something like that.
I came to Ireland when i was 7 after living a year in germany and 2 years in Holland. All of this is because my Dad was an electric engineer so we moved around a lot, but I've been living here 12 years now so I shall not be moving anywhere else until I'm older and if I want to move away from this country, which is probably more than likely going to happen.
Em, I have one brother, Peter who's 18 and one sister, Sinead who is 15 going on 21.
But I suppose they are not the worst siblings you could have.
I live in Casletown, which is in the sticks in between Arklow and Gorey. But i Went to school in St. Mary's College, Arklow, an all girls catholic school, but know i'm not religious.
So i did my leaving Cert there and decided to go to DKIT to study PR and that's an experience in itself, but it's all good. Everyone is so nice and I've met loads of new people and made great friends.
But I miss my friends back home sometimes and Jason too, but I get to see them them weekends, when I'm not working as a receptionist in the Woodenbridge Hotel, Avoca.
Wednesday, December 5, 2007
Tuesday, December 4, 2007
Exhaustion & Frustration Dun Dun Dun
Well now, i know lately that a lot of my postings have sounded a bit moany, and rant like, but they've got good reason to.
You see I can't get no sleep. None at all. Most of the time it's due to the fact that the minute my head hits the pillow thoughts just swirl into my head and I cannot stop thinking. I could be thinking about college work, Jason, home, any silly
little thing and that would keep me awake. So I think I over-think, my mind runs away with itself, and thats ok it's my fault.
But, when I am absolutely wrecked and just about to go asleep and you hear a "Certain kind of noise"-you know what noise I'm on about when someone is you know.......But jesus like you'd think that the noise would be minimalized because they know your in the apartment or the other reason that the walls are like paper thin, and by paper i mean you could hear a pin drop-LITERALLY.
I mean I have my I_POD blaring music and I can still hear it then I said, "F**k it! I'll go down to the living room and try sleep, but that didn't work either because there was a big spring jutting into my back, like basically killing me. So I waited, and waited, and waited.........................
4.45 am not a sound to be heard so I built up the courage to venture down to my room where finally, there was not a sound to be heard. I managed to get to sleep but didn't manage to get up in time for college, but in my defence, do you blame me?
Well anyway I'm thinkin of getting like you know those ear/head phones things that builders wear, that like block out huge amounts of sound, I think that could work! And then I could get some sleep.
So that's why it's called exhaustion and frustration because i'm frustrated at the lack of consideration and lack of sleep.
Like all girls need there beauty sleep.
xxxxx
You see I can't get no sleep. None at all. Most of the time it's due to the fact that the minute my head hits the pillow thoughts just swirl into my head and I cannot stop thinking. I could be thinking about college work, Jason, home, any silly
little thing and that would keep me awake. So I think I over-think, my mind runs away with itself, and thats ok it's my fault.
But, when I am absolutely wrecked and just about to go asleep and you hear a "Certain kind of noise"-you know what noise I'm on about when someone is you know.......But jesus like you'd think that the noise would be minimalized because they know your in the apartment or the other reason that the walls are like paper thin, and by paper i mean you could hear a pin drop-LITERALLY.
I mean I have my I_POD blaring music and I can still hear it then I said, "F**k it! I'll go down to the living room and try sleep, but that didn't work either because there was a big spring jutting into my back, like basically killing me. So I waited, and waited, and waited.........................
4.45 am not a sound to be heard so I built up the courage to venture down to my room where finally, there was not a sound to be heard. I managed to get to sleep but didn't manage to get up in time for college, but in my defence, do you blame me?
Well anyway I'm thinkin of getting like you know those ear/head phones things that builders wear, that like block out huge amounts of sound, I think that could work! And then I could get some sleep.
So that's why it's called exhaustion and frustration because i'm frustrated at the lack of consideration and lack of sleep.
Like all girls need there beauty sleep.
xxxxx
Monday, December 3, 2007
The Green Eyed Monster Re-Appears
Well now, by the green eyed monster i mean JEALOUSY-just for those that didn't cop it! But anyway the reason I've brought up this topic is because of MEN! Yes i know, all you girls are nodding going-" Yes all men are jealous!" Well most anyway.
But how come when you are in a relationship, you are unable to have a platonic relationship with another male without your boyfriend getting jealous. I can't fathom the fact that if you have male friends that your boyfriend thinks you are "interested" in him. Does this mean that they are insecure with themselves or is it their ego?
Will there ego not allow them to accept the fact that when we talk to other males that its just as friends. I mean just because when a man talks to a woman, it means he's interested in her and wants to get something from her, doesn't mean that a woman has the same idea.
Its the 21st Century we're living in, i think it's about time, we can have a boyfriend as well as male friends, without your partner becoming paranoid that you're textin other guy's or thinking that there is something going on.
Okay well I've had my rant LOL its done I shall never speak of it again.
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