Ok… I have one exam left, then my second year of university is over. It’s on Shakespeare, whom I normally love, but am finding him very uncooperative today. I know by Friday evening it will all be over (Thank you Jesus!)… But at the moment I feel like this ^^^^^

Ok… I have one exam left, then my second year of university is over. It’s on Shakespeare, whom I normally love, but am finding him very uncooperative today. I know by Friday evening it will all be over (Thank you Jesus!)… But at the moment I feel like this ^^^^^



Faith.

niamhmarley:

I am who I am. I wear my heart on my sleeve and I wish I didn’t. Can I help it? No. Do I want to? Yes, so badly. But I have placed everything into His hands and that’s all I can do. I don’t want to hand over the control of this but the fact is, only He knows what to do. ‘Faith is believing when it is beyond the power of reason to believe.’

You write your life out in pencil - God writes it in pen. If He leads you to it, He will lead you through it.


Having faith- Sometimes the most difficult, but always the most rewarding thing in the world… Keep going :)

Having faith- Sometimes the most difficult, but always the most rewarding thing in the world… Keep going :)


Something I need to get out…

Something happened yesterday. Something scary that I can’t talk about, yet cannot get out of my head. Let’s just say, by coincidence, I found myself desperately trying to help someone whose name I don’t even know… Now I’ve received conflicting messages from the people I’m closest to, some saying I’m a good person for helping people, others saying I’m a pushover who let’s people take advantage of me. Both of these may have been true at a stage, but is it really that bad to want to do the right thing and help people where I can?

My friend was with me, and she said something really bang on the money, she said ‘It’s strange how quickly you can become more concerned with someone else’s life than your own…’ It was true. After a few pensive moments, I replied that being that way inclined is never a bad way to be. I firmly believe that. I told her that I knew God had put us there for a reason, she said she prefers to call it her intuition, but that’s a disagreement for another day. The point is, I belive He put us in this person’s path, He gave me a chance to prove myself, and to help a person in real need. And even though I was more scared than I’ve ever been in my life, I did my best, but I may never know the outcome. And I will have the image of last night with me for a very long time, I know everything happens for a reason, so I have to have faith that it worked out for the best.

It made me come to some personal conclusions though…. Yes, I may be quiet. I may be nice. I may be helpful to a fault. I may avoid confrontation like the proverbial plague. I am the way I am, that I can’t help. But that does NOT mean anyone should underestimate me… Because when I have to do the right thing, no matter who it’s for, come hell or high water, I will do it.

Vent over, apologies for the melodramatic emo-spillage.

Peace and love xx



I hate how nervous I get when I hear other people having sex.

ratkingparty:

  • What if I hear them and get really uncomfortable?
  • What if they hear me hearing them and think I’m being a creeper?
  • What if they hear me and they do it louder because it excites them more?
  • Guess I’ll just stay in my room and try not to get all panicky because I can’t leave my room.
  • Or cover my ears if I’m somewhere where I can’t really escape.


This has happened to me more times than I would like :S


LMAO!
Hilarious AND true-my favourite combination.
Betty White- You absolute LEGEND! <3

LMAO!

Hilarious AND true-my favourite combination.

Betty White- You absolute LEGEND! <3


Bittersweet bye-byes today tumblas, had a really lovely day with me mam and the rest of the clan, but my silly degree has to cut it short (honestly, you’d think it was important or something…)

“And it’s not a homeless life for me… It’s just I’m home less than I’d like to be.”

Oh Ed, how right you are. <3


La Fheile Padraig Sona Duit!!(from the wee folk ^^^)
Or Happy St Patrick&#8217;s day to those non-Irish speaking folks and those who couldn&#8217;t be bothered Googling it.
Have a fun-filled day of pretending to be Irish!                    
You could wear green, pick shamrocks or 4 leafed clovers, go hunting for the wee folk&#8217;s pot o&#8217;gold or generally just get hammered. From personal experience, it&#8217;s a great day to be from the Emerald Isle, it&#8217;s also the one day we don&#8217;t get slagged for being a nation of drunkards and the whole world joins the pardy-with-a-d. 
As for me, I will be spending my day as any good Irish girl should, speaking with a funny accent, making and drinking copious amounts of tea, going to mass and, of course cheering our national team in a brutal sport against a nation we have no political history with, nor any animosity towards&#8230;. ahem-hem&#8230; England. (KILL THEM!!) It&#8217;s not personal. It&#8217;s rugby.
So whatever you be doing this fine St Patrick&#8217;s Day, make sure you have an Ireland sized amount of craic! But be warned, it is Mother&#8217;s Day tomorrow, so try and hide your hangover well&#8230; 
Also, GWAN IRELAAAND!!!!

La Fheile Padraig Sona Duit!!(from the wee folk ^^^)

Or Happy St Patrick’s day to those non-Irish speaking folks and those who couldn’t be bothered Googling it.

Have a fun-filled day of pretending to be Irish!                   

You could wear green, pick shamrocks or 4 leafed clovers, go hunting for the wee folk’s pot o’gold or generally just get hammered. From personal experience, it’s a great day to be from the Emerald Isle, it’s also the one day we don’t get slagged for being a nation of drunkards and the whole world joins the pardy-with-a-d.

As for me, I will be spending my day as any good Irish girl should, speaking with a funny accent, making and drinking copious amounts of tea, going to mass and, of course cheering our national team in a brutal sport against a nation we have no political history with, nor any animosity towards…. ahem-hem… England. (KILL THEM!!) It’s not personal. It’s rugby.

So whatever you be doing this fine St Patrick’s Day, make sure you have an Ireland sized amount of craic! But be warned, it is Mother’s Day tomorrow, so try and hide your hangover well…

Also, GWAN IRELAAAND!!!!