Blonde Conspiracy

Photography

2010-05-05T12:38:00.000-07:00

I must admit that is my friend holding her latte. Photographer - Me!

Travel

2010-05-05T11:47:00.000-07:00

I love travelling. My first holiday was to France when I was about 2 or 3. Sure, I hadn't a clue what was going on the only pictures in my head from that holidays are from the ones in pictures. But then me and my family started going to Lanzerote and we loved it there. I know, what a cliché, Irish people in the Cannarie Islands what are we going to do .. but honestly it was the best. So my Mom and Dad bought a place over there, a gorgeous villa in a complex. To tell you the truth, it was beautiful. The beach was right across the road (literally), the complex was private and we had our own swimming pool. We continued to go over there and holiday there whenever we could for the next 7 years, me and my brother made loads of friends there, people who lived there and people who were just renting for two weeks with there family's. Of course we'd exchange phone numbers and addresses but we'd never follow through with the pact we'd made. Only problem there was that, we were the only Irish people living there and the while we were friends with half the Spanish people there, but the other half were i guess you could say, a problem. They complained about me and my siblings, that we ran around shouting and had no care for the area, bla bla bla. A few years later, my parent sold the place. Not for that specific reason. They wanted to explore other places. But to say the least i was heartbroken and I didn't speak to my parent for a week, just occasional, yes i want ketchup and no I don't have PE today sort of ''conversations''. Maybe i sound really selfish to you, but to me that was my second home. The restaurant down the road knew our names, had our pictures up on the wall. The supermarket charged us the Spanish prices instead of the tourist prices. People knew us there and in my 10 year old opinion, we had just abandoned family. Just up and left. I got over it eventually, but I still think about that place. So we went to Turkey with family friends and you know, mom and dad they loved it. So, yes we have a house in turkey now. I have to admit its lovely there. Except were 20 minutes from a beach and 10 from a restaurant but since there's a shop down the road and pool on our doorstep, I think I'll survive.
When I was 11, we went to Euro Disney. Now you can just imagine me or any other child in Disneyland. Its our idea of heaven. I was running around getting autographs from Cinderella, Snow White, Sleeping beauty .. every princess. I loved it. We made a trip to Paris but being so young I don't remember much, but some day I'm hoping ill go back and be able to truly appreciate the gorgeous city. I've also visited Austria a few times and have gone skiing, well, snowboarding, that's what me, mark and dad do. From Austria we've driven to Italy but its most Austrian Italy than Italy Italy.
But if I had to name one place to live forever, no doubt it would be London. My Uncle and Aunt live there and its just an amazing city. The fashion, the food, the accents, the culture. Every time I'm over there I cant get enough. Last time I visited was last summer and it was my first time on a plane alone so it was really big for me but I just love the city. Its so exciting and there is this constant buzz and oh, I could seriously just gush about it all day but I'm just going to stop here. To be honest, Im not one of those people who say, ''I'm moving out of Ireland when I'm old enough'' because honestly I don't have a problem with Ireland. Yes, yes the weather is terrible I know, get over it. You can still have a great life here without moving and ill be travelling elsewhere whenever I can. Plus I like Ireland and I think we should be proud of our little island.

Nicola
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Dear John by Nicholas Sparks Review

2010-04-19T13:19:00.000-07:00

Dear John by Nicholas Sparks.
Before i start this review i just want to tell you this is the best book ive read in some while.

Basically its about John and Savannah. John is in the army, has a father who he lives with on leaves but does not have a relationship with as they dont understand each other and he is misunderstood, believeing the world is against him. Then theres Savannah, a sweet girl from north carolina who came to build houses for people who've lost them with a group of friends for her summer holidays, she loves horses, is studying special needs in college and hopes to open a summer camp for disabled children. Basically the opposite of John. But when savannahs bag drops into the ocean and he jumps in to retrieve it for her, they just click. Think, love at first sight at its best. They spend the next two weeks together and within a week of being together, they fall in love with each other. John, being on his summer leave from the army, has to go back for another six months before he gets his second leave in christmas. They are both so in love that they continue to be together and write letters to each other until they see each other again.

But alot can happen in 6 months.

Im not going to tell you anymore but that this book is true love in its greatest form. non other.
Even if you are the most unromantic of the unromantic's, you'll secretly love this and i believe you'll look at life differently after you read this.
Nicholas Sparks has away with doing that to you, a certain power which only the best writers hold.
I cried BUCKETS. I was a mess and i couldnt stop. Worst thing was, i was on the bloody train.

Song of the day #3

2010-04-13T12:52:00.000-07:00

Favourite song - Wonderful artist

Nicola
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15

2010-04-13T12:30:00.000-07:00

Tomorrow will be the 14th of April, tomorrow will probably be sunny because of our suspiciously lovely weather recently and tomorrow i will be on my toes waiting for Gossip Girl.
But im looking forward to something else which is also tomorrow, and that would be my birthday! Yup, tomorrow is my birhday and i will be 15!
Gone are the days i used to lie to the people in Storm trying to get into 15's movies because i will be 15!!

I was thinking, 15 is a big number and i remember being 9, reading the problem pages of Go! Girl and seeing letters from 14-15 year olds and thinking Wow! That is so old! and trying to imagine what i would be like when i was that old. And now that day is a mere few hours away! (Thinking bak, what losers read Go! Girl when they were 15, not to mention writing for advice!)

But iam getting older! And with age comes maturity, unfotunately i have not been given any yet but hopefully during the year i might start to kick in! But whatever i mean think about it, 13 was grand, 14 was bla but 15 ... well 15 should be great!

Nicola
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Family gatherings

2010-03-23T13:35:00.001-07:00

So my brothers conformation was today even though he cares more about the money then the whole recieving holy spirit stuff. When I made my conformation I was 13 and I remember we all woke up at like 20 minutes before we actually had to be there but that's just my family for you we are late to everything but that's just the way we are, and I jumped put of bed, threw on my clothes, brushed a comb through my hair and ran out of the door, trying to make myself the least bit presentable. I swear I still had sleep in my eyes even sitting at the pew! This morning wasn't any different. We had dinner in this golf club my dads a member of, and all our family were there. Cousins, aunts, uncles, two sets of grandparents, the whole tree. Darn these teenage years, my uncles, I love them but can you please STOP with the ''So any boyfriends?'' ''No'' ''Ah go on, who's he lucky boy'' ''There isn't a boy'' (aunty margret) ''Ah the poor pet look she's gone all red'' ''Im not red!!'' (Redner unreal) ''I don't have a BOYFRIEND!!'' Jeez not only do I have to remind me nevermind them. Despite the nagging relatives, our family functions are like a scene from Little Miss Sunshine. All of my grandparents, god love em, are deaf in one ear, ronan is an absoulute nutter, I'm convinced he has ADD. Me, I'm like a demon of death sitting there counting down seconds to whatever I'm looking forward to on tv that night and the chatter about the weather is umbarible. Ok fine, sorry maybe it's not that bad . . My cool aunty rachael was there today so it wasn't too bad. My sister sarahs pretty cool too . She's 8 an such a tomboy, we took her shopping for a communion dress and she actually asked If she could still wear her converse under them. She's so generous and kind though, she insists on buying me a phone out of her communion money. But there is no way I'm robbing a little girl of two hundred euro no matter how much my conscience tells me to. Anyway gtg entertain guests, tarah!!

Nicola
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Red Cross

2010-03-13T14:12:00.000-08:00

I did tell ye i do Red Cross didnt i?
Forgive me.
Since September, ive been doing a Red Cross course but the course ended last week and now i have my Red Cross cert and am officially a member of The Irish Red Cross!
I know i sound so political when i say that and thats partly why i say it like that, to sound like i know more than i do mehehe.
Sorry anyway, basically if you dont know what the Red Cross is its basically,The Irish Red Cross works both in Ireland and in countries overseas which have been damaged by wars or natural disasters.
The Irish Red Cross is part of the largest global network of voluntary humanitarian action in the world - the International Red Cross and Red Crescent Movement which has a national organisation in nearly every country in the world - some 185 Red Cross or Red Crescent societies in total.
(Im not going to lie, that was copied and pasted from wiki, dont say you've never done it!)
Its pretty cool actually, the Red Cross in limerick get to go to Thomond park for all the matches and the concerts incase someone has a heart attack or faints or something.
But unfort, i wont be able to go to any of those till im 16! Ah well.
In the course we had to learn how to do casts, CPR, recovery positions and then bones, veins, blood and what to do in these situations.
We just started onto Biology in Science class and to be honest i couldnt care less about Science but sadly have to put up with it but im actually really into it now because i actually know what the teacher is taking about when he tells us about bones and the heart and everything. So for me when iam interested in something ill learn about it and make an effort just because i enjoy it so now im the biggest swot wiht my hand stuck in the air.
But its good for my studys right?!

Nicola
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Song of the day #2

2010-01-27T13:57:00.000-08:00

I love this song alot, her voice is different from voices you hear on the radio and its really soothing. This song is great and i get it, i relate to it. That just makes a song a hundred times better.
Just take 5 minutes to listen to it.
Guarentee you, you'll be humming it all day:)

Nicola
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The world has too much bad not to feel good about it.

2009-12-29T12:33:00.000-08:00

The things i love:
When your having a bad day and you hear that one song that makes you feel instantly better. Crying alot before bed and wake up feeling much better. When someone notices the good in you, you didnt even know you had. When *he* looks at me. When your in your bed all warm and cosy and you hear the rain outside. The feel of your hair when youve just come out of the hairdressers. Waking up to sun and jumping into the pool in your pyjamas. Loggin onto youtube and seeing videos from my favourite people. When you get good on a test you really studied on. Buying that thing youve saved up to get for so long. Getting a text from someone you really like. Drinking frappachinos. Using you inner thesaurus to turn you sentence into something noone expects to hear or understand and have about 20 faces of confusion in your way. Proving people wrong. When your hair is really nice. Not developing 5 new friends on your face the next morning. The smell of Patchouilli and Sandalwood. Sushi. Talking about music. Drawing something great. When your looking at something and look away to see someone already looking at you and they look away real quick and its really awkward. Aliteration. When people rymn and dont realise it. When people say something and it comes out wrong and they dont realise. Watching people do weird stuff when they think noones watching. Skimming rocks. The feeling of stuffing your hand into seeds. Surprises. The Beach. Music. One Tree Hill. Warmth. Having showers before bed. Organisation. Celebrating. Being freezing outside then coming inside and jumping into a warm shower!

Nicola
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Song of the day #1

2009-12-28T11:27:00.000-08:00

Say It Aint So - MoZella

I couldnt find an official video so im using this fan made one:)
This song is so great. So great. Its originally by Weezer and really good but this is a great cover by MoZella, which i prefer than the original, i think its her voice that does it for me. This song is so sad the way she sings it and its has real meaning.
Just listen to it. You'll feel it.

Nicola
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Christmas Day

2009-12-23T13:41:00.000-08:00

If you were to stroll down the candy cane facade of a surburban housing estate early on Christmas Morning, you couldn't help but observe how the houses in all their tinselled glory are akin to the wrapped parcels that lie beneath the Christmas trees within. For each holds their secrets inside. The temptation of poking or proding at the packaging is the equivalent of peeping through a crack in the curtains to get a glimpse of a family in Christmas-morning action; a captured moment thats kept away from all prying eyes. For the outside world, in a calming yet eerie silence that exists on this morning every year, homes stand shoulder to shoulder like painted toy soldiers: chests pushed out, stomachs tucked in, proud and protective of all within. Houses on christmas morning are treasure chests of hidden truth. A wreath on the door like a finger upon the lip; blinds down like closed eyelids.Then, at some unspecific time, beyond the pulled blinds and drawn curtains, a warm glow will appear, the smallest hint of something happening inside. Like stars in the night sky which appear to the naked eye one by one, and like tiny pieces of gold revealed as they're sieved from a stream, lights go on behind the blinds and curtains in the half-light of dawn. As the sky becomes star-filled and as millionaires are made, room by room, house by house, the streat begins to awaken.
On Christmas morning an air of calm settles outside. The emptiness on the streets doesnt instil fear; in fact it has the opposite effect. Its a picture of safety, and despite the seasonal chill, there's warmth. For varying reasons, for every household this day of every year is just better spent inside. While outside is sombre, inside is a world of bright frenzied colour, a hysteriaof ripping wrapping paper and flying coloured ribbons. Christmas music and festive fragrances of cinnamon and spice and all things nice fill the air. Exclamations of glee, hugs of thanks, explode like party streamers. These Christmas days are indoor days; not a sinner lingering outside, for even they have a roof over their heads.
Only those in transit from one home to another dot the streets. Cars pull up and presents are unloaded. Sounds of greetings waft out to the cold air from the open doorways, teasers as to what is happening inside. Then, while you're right there with them, soaking it up, and sharing invitation - ready to stroll over the threshold a commo stranger but feeling a welcomed guest - the front door closes and traps the rest of the day away, as a reminder that it's not your moment to take.
Christmas morning is a special time of year for some in different ways or same ways as others.

Nicola
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Christmas Exams .. AHHHHHH

2009-12-17T12:35:00.000-08:00

So our christmas exams have started.
*Runs onto bed, stuffs head in pillow and starts hysterically screaming*
No im joking its not that bad. Today we had Science, CSPE and English.
As usual with Science everything i studied only came up once or twice in the test but i attempted every question so i think it went ok.
Then with CSPE it was basically common knowledge, for me any because when i was smaller my dad used to watch those really boring live from the Dail Seanad programmes on Sundays on RTE, i used to watch them with him, so i was pretty aware of the politic situation in Ireland. Thank God. Because in my opinion that test was hard, how is anyone going to know who the Minister for Foreign Affairs is??
So then came along English, in which i kept writing until the last 5 Minutes Using a total of one booklet and a page, which i hope that teacher will be happy with because my red, raw hand certainly isnt!
At the end of every test i wrote ''Merry Christmas Mr/Mrs (Whatever there name is) and a happy new year!!'' Just to soften up my score hopefully at the end of the test! Im such a suck up :)
So the stress continues for tomorrow and Monday, With Religion, Maths and Irish.
Im here trying to learn my Irish phrases, and its surprisly going well!
I think everyone wants to do good in there irish test, just to impress our teacher.
He's a really good teacher, but strict about Irish, in a good way though.
Every night he gives us a paragraph to write about a certain event or such and i swear to you its like when solders line up infront of their Sargent Mayjor. The tension in the room is so thick you could cut it with a knife as he walks around table by table correcting the paragraphs. Then he'd slap the copy back on the table with a ''Hmmm ..'', ''Good'', ''Not the best,'' or the most thrived ''HONOURS!''
Im surprised some people dont cry.
Anyway, now ive canceled plans over the weekend to study, which has gotten me in the most peed off mood, but hopefully a good mood when my teat results come back in june? Haahah. Better go learn phrases and listen to NOFX.
This blog was so boring. But im in a boring mood. Hmph.

Nicola
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Whoa that chick is Cuh-rayzy ...

2009-11-30T18:28:00.000-08:00

I actually dont know what im doing here, but im here.

Its 02:14 Monday night and im not even tired. Seriously body, this has got to STOP!
Ugh, i cant help how my body utensils feel.
This is like a cycle, a very bad cycle.
I get up in the morning so tired, blah blah blah school goes on and when i come home i find myself at 5 O'clock passed out on my bed until about 7ish, 6ish when i usually awaken and pretty much good for the night! I go about the rest of the hours to have a shower, do my homework, watch gossip girl, and pretty much do absolute crap, stuff that normal people do in the daytime.
For Example, last night at like 1 O'clock in the morning i decided to colour coordinate my wardrope. My entier wardrope. The i decided to move onto scarfs, gloves, friggin knickers and socks. Yeah.
And then at breaking point i actually colour coordinated my 4 shelfs full of books.
As you can probably tell, i have a very fufilling life.
So yeah i got to bed at aroung 4ish, 5ish not good since the next day which was monday, which is today, which means me is wide awake right now doing random, unnessesary things with my time.
Basically i live at night, sleep at day. School is a daze, i take my homework down and basically do it at night. I study for all my tests at night.
I sleep all day and wake at night. Like a vampire. But its not intensional i mean if you think im trying to be like a vampire, that is utter crap because ive been like this from about 6th class and my family knows my little problem but they think its just me not going to sleep on purpose.
No padres, i am physically unable to work that way. I stalk around the house in the middle of the night.
And the weirdest thing is in the morning i dont eat breakfast because im usually late already and have to run out the door, and every night before i go to sleep i eat a cereal. I have got to eat a cereal, its like a ritual. At night instead of morning.
Its not like i have insomnia, i dont because i do actually get to sleep eventually.
And i love sleep, i could sleep all day if noone woje me, but i would wake up automatically at like 6.
I dont know whats wrong with me, but i dont think theres anything wrong with me. Im ok with the way i live! I like it this way, if i didnt, well id be asleep right now.

Im like a mortile vampire. Rawr.

Nicola
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BIMBO

2009-11-27T10:23:00.002-08:00

Whoever came up with the, ''Blondes are stupid'' term, was obviously an Ugly Brunette.

No offence or anything but thats probably true. Id like to say, ''No there wrong, Blondes are not stupid'' - I guess i would just be speaking for myself.
In actual fact i cant speak for the whole Blonde population as i have no idea.
All i know is im Blonde, I was born Blonde and now, iam not stupid.
I think about this and were it sprung from and you know i can probably tell you. You know yourself when your dealing with a stupid person, same as you know when your talking to a Stupid Blonde. There are some Blondes out there though that are infact stupid, iam sure. But now every single Blonde in the world who is not an ejet has to be on guard 24/7 incase she says something incorrect, in which people would say, ''What do you expect - shes Blonde.''

Ugh. Stupid ugly Brunette's - You've started a bloody reveloution.

Nicola
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Ferris Bueller Your My Hero

2009-10-21T16:07:00.000-07:00

Do you ever look at a picture of yourself and see a stranger in the background? Makes you wonder how many strangers have pictures of you. How many moments of other people’s lives have we been in? Were we a part of someone’s life when their dreams came true? Or were we there when their dreams died? Did we keep trying to get in as is if we were somehow destined to be there? Or did the shot take us by surprise? Just think. You could be a big part of someone else’s life and not know it.

Nicola
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