I talk about living in California so much that you’d think I’d spent my whole life there. My friends often quip me with “oh my god, were you in California?” even when I mention it in passing – you know who you are. They think that I had some sort of soul-searching there, which is true, I did learn a lot about myself and life after college, and that came from both good and bad experiences but that trip was only what I can describe as a partial catalyst to who I am now.
San Francisco, for a few short months, became my second home and even though I’ve moved out and lived elsewhere since, I don’t miss campus half as much as I miss the laid back vibe of the city by the bay.
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This is a bit of a long one so go get some coffee before you read it.
It has almost been a week since the CAO offers arrived and I will still bet that there are many, many students out there panicking about what they received. Life feels like it’s pointless, you feel as though you’ll never get where you want to be now in life with your third or fourth choice, you’re a failure, there’s no point even accepting the offer, just give up.
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This is a post I wrote a while back but I feel as though it is still incredibly accurate. The Christmas I was sixteen, I got a book from my Dad called ‘Letters to My Sixteen Year Old Self”. In it were tips and pieces of advice from singers, actors, journalists, writers and others for their teenage selves.
Reading through it, it’s quick to notice that the people we consider to be in the public eye were once teenagers struggling through the same problems that you did, to know that some of the most successful people out there also felt a bit unattractive, inadequate, stressed out or unpopular at times. At the time, it was a sobering and reassuring thought.
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I think it’s only apt that I write my holiday post from T2B in Budapest, given that I wrote my last post in Dublin airport. There is a significant lack of a sugar laden hot chocolate though, and I’ve had to settle for a coffee from none other than Costa. Yes, they have Costa here. Not the first brand you’d pray they’d have on holidays but at least it’s a familiarity.
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There are two reasons why I have been absent for the last two weeks. Firstly, I was travelling Eastern Europe, and whilst there is plenty to blog about, there is just not enough time. I have taken out my Mac once, probably twice, during the holiday, and that was just to check in for my flight home. The other reason, and I’m going to word this carefully, is that I had a minor mental upheaval, shall we say.
I don’t want to use the word ‘breakdown’ because it wasn’t. And serious mental breakdowns have happened to many people close to me, so I wouldn’t want to belittle what they went through for the sake of a few days where I felt less than good. But nevertheless, the feelings are valid and over the last few weeks I gave myself the time to just think and feel anything. So I did. And I realised a lot of things, things that I was, or had become, that didn’t sit well with me.
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