Lucozade is my drug

and skittles are my saviour

in case u cant tell its exam time.
This week is going to be HORRIBLE.
Exam thursday and two on SATURDAY!!

I got my ass down to the library at 8.50am and stayed there till 3pm
6hours of continuous Literature and Context.
Yes im tired
I had only 3hours sleep last night,worrying about people. Then I woke up in a cold sweat at the thought of failing.
You may be thinking ''pppffft you think thats hardcore study??You think you got it bad?''
Screw you,Im only little, im mentally,physically and emotionally exhausted.
The only thing I take comfort in, is that im not the only one and that we're all working our asses off.
I sugar crashed about 3 times.
It wasnt fun.
Checking out all the hot med guys kept me alive though.

Now to repeat again. I hate college right now

Gerry Ryan RIP

I know i Havent blogged in short while but I think today calls for a tribute to one of Irelands most beloved broadcasters.

Yesterday afternoon,a little after lunch time, the news broke over the web that Gerry Ryan had died. At first I thought it was some kind of joke or rumor gone wrong,but as I heard my roomates in my apartment also discovering the news it became apparent that this was no joke.
Gerry Ryan had passed away.
I was in shock and confusion,most like the majority of Ireland when the news started to sink in. It was just so out of the blue, my first immediate thoughts were his family.His children. They had just lost their father, and as they had once called him, their best friend.

Gerry was a very talented man. To be quite honest he has been the voice of Irish Radio for many many years. He pushed the boundaries of broadcasting with questionable topics that other radio presenters were too afraid to cover. He swore,he drank, he laughed, he mocked,he cared.
For many people in Ireland Gerry was the start to their day. He talked as if he was talking to his friends and left no issue off the cards. He poured his heart and soul into his job and even revealed some personal experiences to help feel a bit more closer to the irish public.
Above all Gerry was a friend to everyone.
Anyone who listened to his radio show,could feel that warmth and friendlyness that poured from his voice. Mornings will NEVER be the same without him.

In my family, ever since I was younger,it was always gerrys show that was put on in the mornings. wether it was my mother,my granny or my grandad,someone always had his show playing in our house. Mam never fully liked him, she had once worked in a bar in Dublin and had served Gerry when he was a lot younger, and said she thought he thought of himself as a big shot. But she admitted,from his radio show it sounded like he had changed his attitude since then(marrige,mortgages and children do this according to her!)

My mum wasnt the only one to have had words with gerry in my family. I did aswell :)
Waaaaaaaay back in 2007 when I was in TY and i wasnt afraid to run my mouth. I had rolled outta bed and turned on the radio to hear some woman on gerrys show talking about TY and Work experience, she seemed to strongly believe that work experience MUST be based on what career you want. I thought she was talking crap,as I had just done my W.E and thought how the hell was a 16year old supposed to know what to do with their life?? So I text the station giving my view, 10 minutes later I get a call from RTE asking me would I be willing to speak to Gerry on the show about my view?
Of course I said yes, and within the next 5 minutes I heard a ''helloooo robynn!! good morning to you!''
I was aware I was on national radio at that moment so tried to keep cool, so I explained to Gerry how I Felt about TY,work Experience and how I didnt think it was fair that Teenagers are expected to know what they want to be at such a young age.
Gerry was lovely,and asked all the right questions and laughed here and there when I said something teenagery. But he asked what I wanted to be and where I wanted to go to college and what will I be doing for the rest of TY. It was quite bizzare,I felt like i really was talking to a friend on the phone,completely forgetting that half the nation were tuned in.
Anyone else whose ever been on his show will say the exact same thing.
We finished up our converssation with gerry wishing my the best of luck in future,and telling me he had no doubt I would get on well in life, no matter what path I chose, Which was nice for an adult to tell a naive,mouthy 16 year old.
Gerry seemed to like me( or find me highly opinionated)as my convo with him ended up in his Saturday picks where he re-ran the best bits of the week. Cheers Gerry.

So now the big guy at RTE is no longer with us. Irish Radio is going to change, but no one will ever be able to fill gerrys shoes.Its a sad fact that we wont hear that cheery,comforting voice in the mornings anymore.If I were you id go listen to a few of his shows,just for fun,even If u never listened to him that much give it a shot and then you'll know what im talking about when I say that Ireland has lost a dear friend.

RIP xoxoxoxo

The bak O yo head is ri-dic-a-lous!

um yeah my names darelll,its spellt like daryl.......


for any of you who know what im talking about, 'can i have yo numba?' ha
lets just say my week got off to an enteraining start when i was talked into going down the student bar for the infamous 3euro drinks,ahem yeah funny night.

Right in responce to the feedbak i got from my last post i would like to issue a formal warning about MMT.com , IS THE MOST DEPRESSING WEBSITE EVER!!! so for those of you who easily cry at sad stories,DO NOT go on it, you will cry,you will continue to read on and then you will cry some more into your mansize box of kleenex tissues! that is all.

anyway today i decided i was going to take a trip into town,seeing as I hadnt been in all week and wanted to enjoy the sunnyness in dublin city centre(as opposed to staying in UCD all the friggin time) It was really gorgeous today and i took the liberty of not typically shoving my ipod headphones on,so I could actually do some good old-fashioned Day-dreaming out the window of the bus wihtout the distraction and seclusion of Blondie and Muse. We were just about to leave UCD when these 3 american boys hopped on and sat awkwardly in 3 different seats. I didnt take much heed because i was too busy looking out the window to really notice them.

It was when they opened their mouths and began to speak that i realised that i SHOULD have shoved on my ipod headphones!
Seriously, okay i know im loud, but these guys were fuckin HEADCASES!! They seemed to think that because they had decided to sit in 3 different seats that they should talk louder and that the whole top of the bus would just LOOOOVVE to hear their conversation!
I DONT THINK SO BOYS!
The topic of their discussion was of course american football,or as i like to call it 'the wimps version of rugby' The converstaion was loud and annoying but the most shocking thing was the swearing, it was 'fuck this' and 'fuck that' and 'screw him he's not even a proper athlethe!'. and it got worse as the journey continued.
They talked about how 'fucking pissed' they were when the colts won ,' like me and my dad were just sitting there ready to pucnh their fuckin retarded heads in'' 'the bears suck' 'colts can suck my c#%k'

Needless to say everyones on the bus heard EVERYTHING! this went on for 15 minutes.
I mean come on, who the hell has that kinda manners to swear and curse that loudly and openly without discrection on a public bus!? freedom of speech is great but jesus,common curtosy and manners should be considered. Like these guys seemed like nice enough ''all american'' looking boys when they arrived,but as soon as they opened their mouths they turned into aboslute assholes.I think everyone including myself were just dieing for them to get off the friggin bus!

When that glorious moment came and the boys went to leave, the guy who had the loudest mouth of all suddenly tripped down the stairs rather ungracefully queing a lot of laughter from all of us sitting, to which he responded ''ugh i almost,like, broke my ankles!''. His friend at the top of the stairs (who was rather good looking despite his foul mouth) looked at all of us and went ''well that was entertaining''
Karma is a bitch yankee boy, next time you go home to your mommies in america get her to wash your mouths out with soap,get your hearing tested and GET SOME BLOODY MANNERS!

Im keeping my ipod on on bus journeys from now on.

xoxoxo

I gotta feelin

That im going to be in a shite mood all week :/

bit angry about stuff and things, grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr
mainly my own life and the idiots at roscommon county council who think its okay to give you the last installment of your student grant THE LAST WEEK OF COLLEGE!!
its a joke
yeah i know im lucky to get it but still,the whole system is just ridiculous,and those of you who also get a grant will know what im talking about.

So yes its the last week of college OH MY SWEET-MOTHER-OF-JESUS!!
This is so weird,like im no longer going to be a first eyar anymore,which also means i have to take things a lot more seriously in september, nigs. Everyones getting hyped for UCD Ball at the end of the week on friday, me-not so much.
I would give reasons but then id sound like a brat.
(im well aware that i sound like a brat a lot thanks) i just like to complain every now and then :)
Thers a whole situation with no drinking and wristbands blah blah regulations blah!
you get the gist!

So as of now ive decided to take my last week of college at a slow steady pace,
go to lectures,enjoy the last of it because as geeky as it sounds, by august I actually might be missing it. Doss around,Do a study plan(and not stick to it!) and try and soak up the last week of the academic first year. I really do like UCD a lot, and i really like Dublin. In all honesty we are the lucky ones who are in college at the moment, places for college next year are limited to a large demand and i genuinly do feel sorry for anyone dealing with CAO this year. Makes you kinda appreciate that your 'in' already.
Now its a case of staying in.

anyway this is only a short blog cos im in the middle of painting my nails hot-pink and i only have one hand done! that and im cosyied up in my bed in the middle of the day because I havent been sleeping properly,maybe that why im so cranky ha!?!

oh and heres a little gem for ya, www.makesmethink.com
its kinda the new postsecret! i dont know if all of them are real but some of them are plain freaky,sad and kinda cute :)
Oh and lamebook.com its bloody hilarious!!

xoxox

When times were good and anything went..........

Seriously,

JUST WATCH IT, you'll feel like your 5 years old again,those guys were literally the highlight of my evenings in between getting my homework done and finding time to beat up my uncle Marcus when he got home from school at my Grannys house.

But makes ya think, they really did get away with blue murder for slaggin RTE and general random banter which was EPIC! It was the most un-supervised show on RTE and there hasnt been anything better since it! Just goes to show how great the 90's actually was, you wouldnt get this on telly now.MY GOD I MISS RAY!! :( and socky and how could we forget TED!

I used to be in stitchs of laughter whenever Ted attacked Ray, like splitting my sides

I really really really miss those days :(

2 for 1

For the sake of Brian Burkes sanity I am going to do TWO blogs today

yep thats right two!!!

You see him being my biggest fan( i find it hard to believe sometimes) he has demanded i keep blogging so he has somthing to read in order to avoid his 3rd year course work.

Well here you go brian, I am offically distracting you from gettin a degree..................

dont blame me if you fail. YOU ASKED FOR IT!

so back to life and stuff.

Recently things in the life of UCD have been unusally quiet, thats down to the fact that the summer exams are coming up and everyone is screwed!!!

It really has not helped that the last 3 days have been nothing but pure blissful sunny happiness which has put everyone in the mood for lazyness,sunbathing,drinking,undressing and skipping lectures all day.

We are so dedicated.

Its weird to think that this time last year,it couldnt have been more different. I remember last year I was stuck inside trying to pound as much german and irish into my head as possible on top of preping for art and music practicals. I was a mess this time last year :/

Things have changed a lot since then thank god. Im a lot more relaxed and dont get as bothered about things as I would usually do. I think we all turned into anxiety-ridden teens last year.

Now we're all chilling out on the green,taking trips to the park,eating tubs of ice cream and taking advantage of the copious amount of male bodies on show in the last while :) i robbed a few pics off Fiona( thanks bub!)

So after spending the day sunning ourselves on the pitch in ucd,we had the bright idea of going to the student bar( eh come on! 3euro drinks?? HELLO!!) So after sending a few texts around we managed to get a good group of us down there,I dont know if the plan was to get drunk but for the likes of some people who had half a bottle of wine beforehand it was! (not naming names!)
To put the rest of the night into perspective(which it isnt)........
I discovered snakebits(the drink)
The girls made friend with our drinking neighbours
Leo is notorious for spilling pints :/
Jacks cousin Mary is savage craic
Jack is 'okay' no matter how many times I ask him
Brian thinks the wingteam revolves around him ;)
Martini glasses are good wepons
Rory wont be kicking me anytime soon
John can fit himself into rebennifers hotpress amazingly well
Sessions need to end before the wee hours,stress.
needless to say the night was randomly entertaining.

Dont worry brian! another blog is on the way!

Blog my old friend.........

Time and time again I have sworn to my blog that I would stop leaving big gaps.

And I would never keep that promise.
until now
You see this???
this is probably one of my first blog entries that i havent left a MAJOR time gap in! Go me.

If anyone reading this is wondering why I sometimes write this blog,as If im talking to a person thats because that is how I write.
Anything I have ever writtern no matter how rushed or last minute it has been, has always been thoughtfully and carefully considered by yours truly.
I like to treat the written word as if you were talking to a friend. Wether its in a serious way or a casual way,thats just how I do it.
Of course, there will always be people out there who think my method is, bluntly put, stupid.
Maybe childish could be thrown in aswell.

To those people I say, sorry.
Im sorry you dont feel comfortable enough within yourself and others to openly express yourself, and not be fearful of being judged.

So its a Tuesday night and im propped up in bed blogging away,drinking a cup of Hot Chocolate,coughing my lungs up(sorry for that detail!) in between watching (ironically enough) Sex and the City.
*Note to all * Carrie Bradshaw is not my hero/icon and did not inspire me to ever write down my thoughts. I have been writing too much from my big mouth since i was four and will continue to do so!Anyone who would like evidence of such should refer to a Mrs.Sharon Stratford!

I was planning on getting a good nights sleep but thats gone out the window. Tommorow, for the first time, I will be taking a trip to Trinity to visit karen. Yes i know its March!! but do you have any idea how long it takes to get to town from UCD?
yes?
okay yeah so im a little bit lazy, can u blame me?
Still quite excited to actually get out of UCD for the day again,honestly I do love it here,but sometimes it can be suffocating,like your stuck in another small town or something.
I moved here to get away from the small town cheers!

very anxious to escape actually :)

xxxx