bleeding through by fivebluefingers on Flickr.

Fink “Eye”. by -FiNK- on Flickr.

#Dublin flavor (Taken with instagram)

After tumbling through Tumblr over the past few weeks, I’ve decided that I’m undecided about what this blog should represent. My good friend blogs her travel diary entries, which read like a novel and almost always bring me to tears. I’ve stumbled across others who blog about music they love, food they love to cook and quotes they want to remember. They’ve all inspired me to do something bigger, better and out of the ordinary. 

Problem is, I just can’t think of anything. Part of me wants to make this about my life-changing experience in Ireland last summer. But, I’ve already blogged about it here. Granted, it is the typical day-to-day blog that my entire family read. So of course I left out the late, drunken nights where we stayed out until sunrise at 5:30 a.m. and my romantic 4-week tryst with an Irish lad I met. (That one I don’t need to blog about, I think I’ll always remember that!)

Which reminds me, today has been one of the WORST “I miss Dublin” days since I returned home on July 5, 2010. That day, I made the awful decision of watching P.S. I Love You and ended up crying at the parts I never used to cry at. Like the part where Hilary Swank goes back to Ireland and visits her dead husband’s family. Or the part where Gerard Butler sang “Galway Girl” in Whelans Pub. Or the breathtaking images of County Wicklow countryside. I can’t remember the last time I’d cried so much. 

I’m afraid if I tried to recount every single detail of that trip, I’d realize I forgot everything I promised myself I wouldn’t. That’s not a chance I’m willing to take just yet. I still like to think I’ll always remember the wonderful people I met, the rich Irish history I learned from Garbhan and Ed (two amazing tour guides) and will always keep in touch with my classmates who’ve become some of the best friends I have (I’ll do everything in my power to make sure it stays that way!). 

I think my good friend over at A Love Affair with the World summed up everything I experienced during those 5 amazing weeks with,

“I never knew the power of a country’s love until Ireland.” 

…Enough venting about how amazing Ireland is. Back to brainstorming what I’m going to make this blog about! You’d think a native Texan who moved to the Big Apple would have a lot more to talk about. But really, all I do is work and hang out with friends. Granted, we’re in one of the greatest cities in the world and sometimes I forget I live here, but I tend to be the type of person who sticks to routines and likes it that way.

Maybe that’s it. Maybe I’ll push myself out of my comfort zone and try new things - then blog about them. Hell, I already moved 1500 miles away from the only place I’ve ever lived and from my entire family. That’s a start, right? That’s not to say I don’t miss them terribly - because I do. And I can’t wait to spend an entire week for Thanksgiving back in my childhood house, in my cozy bed, snuggled up to my little cat Leonidus, whom I left in the care of my amazing parents. 

Great, now I’m Dublin-sick AND homesick. Awful combination! I’m going to attempt to sleep it off. This got way more emotional than I anticipated.

With love from New York City

bleeding through by fivebluefingers on Flickr.

Ballymun 2010 by Monosnaps on Flickr.

Ballymun 2010 by Monosnaps on Flickr.

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Dublin

Trinity Door

Dublin, Ireland

Going to university in Dublin.

The Art of Letting Go by Rebecca Naen (rlnaen) on Flickr.

Who’s unreasonably excited about seeing this statue in person? ME.

Dublin Airport, 15th May 2011

“Oi Jedward! Sign me m’oobs!”

I go all awarded and stuff.

It’s been ages. I will no apologise it takes up too much space. Just know it.

Dublin City University - Hybrid Awards - Best Documentary of the Year 2011

So yes! My Couchsurfing documentary that I had minimal faith in won this award. T’is rather odd, and it was genuinely unexpected though sitting in the venue and the announcement pounding down upon me my competitive self did strike up nerves of anticipation. I edited this piece with two other classmates, Róisín Murphy and Blá de Burca for a video project. I had to fly off to Norway then as it rendered. It nearly blew my stress levels and so I am so pleased it won.

Media Production Society - Best Society in Ireland 2011

I was the DCUtv Station Manager which was in the Media Production Society in my university and also DCUfm the campus radio station was part of this society also. We were all voluntarily running MPS because we love it and we were awarded the best society in DCU and then were put forward to the national event.

So yes. We were interviewed and the awards were very lovely with food and wine and I was all dressed up all nice. It was just, insanely overwhelming when we won. I had never felt so sickly nervous. The title of the best in your entire country is so wonderful and just makes all those hard nights planning and organisation seem like beautiful acts of diligence.

I have posted my documentary and also a video showing what the Media Production Society does.

Awards can be silly. But it’s nice to be acknowledged.

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De la Rocha talks: We have to unite here in Europe

North Earl Street, Dublin, tilt-shift.

Freddie mercury by Monosnaps on Flickr.

i so wish that i lived during the 70’s and 80’s so I could see Freddie Mercury preform!

This was on Thursday when I’d just arrived in Dublin…I decided to start my trip by taking a picture of Miranda’s cat Hamlet!

Dublin (by Alexo.mylittleworld)

Dublin doors.

President Obama in Dublin: "Is féidir linn. Yes, we can.":  

“Ireland’s youth, and those who’ve come back to build a new Ireland, are now among the best-educated, most entrepreneurial in the world. And I see those young people here today. And I know that Ireland will succeed.”
President Barack Obama, Dublin, May 23, 2011

I was staying about a 30 minute walk from the city centre and had to pass this every day on my way in.

De la Rocha talks: We have to unite here in Europe

My village?

““I fear those big words, Stephen said, which make us so unhappy”” - James...

So I’m chilling in the Dublin airport, which is a very nice airport btw, and I’m kinda crabby. One hour into my flight here and my knee and hip joints felt like someone had tightened them with a wrench. Wtf. That was even with my Advil PM. I need to find the remedy ASAP for that misery. I barely slept for two hours.

On a happier note, I’m actually feeling decently adjusted to the fact that it should be about 3 am at home and it’s about 9 am here. Sunlight helps. That may change once I hit Paris and have my very own bed calling my name.

For anyone who was worried, I did make the weight limit for my luggage. Winning!

Well, ta ta for now cuz this girl is going to try and learn some French phrases in the next few hours.

Dublin’s Temple bar - my last night there a year and a half ago.  

D8

At the guinness factory in dublin. Probably already shwasty. 

BTW—this is my radical cheer name.

RORH: Roar of raw heat.

Guinness in a Row

I’ll cap off my photos from the Guinness Storehouse the same way we did when we visited. With a pint of the black stuff (it’s really dark ruby red).

Music Note by Zupao on Flickr.

Hey guys. Right a thought occurred today. Since people love Ireland so much and without bias I think my village, Dún Laoghaire, is actually one of the most beautiful parts of Ireland. So I was thinking I might do a wee Tumblr project. Videos and photos. Would you be interested? Do you have any suggestions?