Dear 2012 Me

Dear 2012 Me

Dear Sinéad,

Well, how do I put this?

You’ve made it to college and it’s nothing like you think it is. You have all these bright fresh ideas in your head and are preparing to dominate. You’re going to join thirty societies, you’re going to ace The Phil maidens debate, you’re going to pass all your classes and still have a social life and plenty of rest.

You poor thing.

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Life after college: 10 things that help the transition

Life after college: 10 things that help the transition

It’s not something that is really talked about. I know when I was in university, I saw graduating as the easiest thing ever. I mean, it *appeared* to be fine. You graduate, you get a job, you earn money, you roll around in said money. Easy, right?

As Donald Trump* would say, “WRONG!”

Well, not wrong, but it’s far trickier than that. When you’re in college, that transition between college and the no man’s land of “life after college” is not particularly dealt with.

As I said, you can just assume you will be fine and then push to put it out of your head until your final exam, and then until graduation, but believe me, once those come and pass, you will realise that all the hyped up fantasies in your head were nothing more than that, hyped fantasies.

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10 Ways I Tackle Boredom

10 Ways I Tackle Boredom

It’s something we’re all familiar with. That feeling of staleness, of repeating the motions to the point you can do them in your sleep. It’s not pleasant. And often, we’re sucked into it before we even know it. It’s exactly how I’m feeling at the moment.

I’m in that all too familiar limbo period between getting a job and waiting for it to start. I don’t have the finances to take a short break or to do something different every single day. I get up late, I wander around until I decide to go get a coffee and waste some more time until my rehearsals begin.

Don’t get me wrong, I’m absolutely loving this time off from college and work life, it’s what 21 year old me would have died for, but there are days when I have this little bubble of sadness in my chest at how I have nothing to do.

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Surviving Your First Week of College

Surviving Your First Week of College

So this is the first time in EIGHTEEN YEARS that I’m not returning to full-time education. Yes, someone out there thinks that it’s a good idea for me to fend for myself in the real world. Hilarious, right? I’m nowhere equipped for it so to ignore the loud noise of unemployment, I’ve decided to pop up a few tips that got me through that first week of classes.

1) A good laptop

Ah yes, the old PC vs Mac debate. Look, get whatever brand you want but bear in mind, it needs to be durable enough to get you through most of your three/four years, and light enough to carry around campus all day.

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Why Not Getting My First Choice Was The Best Thing That Ever Happened

Why Not Getting My First Choice Was The Best Thing That Ever Happened

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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Advice For My 16 year-old self

Advice For My 16 year-old self

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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Lessons Learned for a 22 Year Old

Lessons Learned for a 22 Year Old

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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What I Learned From Four Years in College

What I Learned From Four Years in College

I could absolutely start this post and write out every single political theory I learned, how the opinions that French historians had of The Resistance changed constantly over the last century, or why the left is failing in Irish politics.

I mean, I could. But I won’t.

These are things I learned in college, not things I learned from college. These aren’t facts I present to an employer in a bid to hire me.

I have a capacity to learn dates, to follow theory, but I hardly doubt my opinion on Joan Didion is going to bag me that internship (or perhaps it will, if I find another Didion-lover like myself).

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