Innocence is Bliss

Not knowing about adult things when you were younger was the task held by your parents. Close your ears, when adult talk is said or close your eyes when a naughty scene appears on the TV. But when its coming of age, your parents stop protecting your innocence and thrown into the big bad world which happens during the teenage years.

Even though you should grow more mature along with age which I feel in some shape, way or form but I feel that I am still innocent and there is so much more that the world has to throw at me. Is this a good thing to have innocence to see the world as a good and happy place to live or should I be harder and not care??? So many people have become the latter and everyone is out to get them and let no one in.

 

That Thing You Do (Or Don’t)

Yes, we all have things that we would love to do in life but are too freaking scared to do because we worry about what people will say, the looks we will get and numerous other things that are on our mind when we step out…But are we always brought up to not care what others say??? Why then do we take this true to heart and never go through with what we want to do…

There is an ever growing list of things that I would do but my mind is in two minds, one is what people will think, say and the backing up why you do it even though it has no impact on their life and the other is saying do it and not care what happens at the end of the day.

MSc Biotechnology, UCC

I am now in my first week of what you could say is a study month with only 2 hours a week which are labs being my college attendance from now till christmas holidays in 6 weeks. This is due to the fact that this year my lectures took place in September and October rather than November and Decemeber which occured in previous years.

This means we get to go over our college material in the last 6 weeks for the 5 out of 8 modules we have to do in MSc Biotechnology. This is very helpful but its more organization rather than study as we will forget it come March when we have our exams (Mar. 29 till Apr. 9) with exams every second day. This means with it being easy now, will lead stress in Jan to Mar. with 3 modules (along with their assessments) and study for Spring Exams

 

Comprehending Life…

There are too many ways to comprehend what life throws at you. The actions/sayings/travels that you take in life can be scrutinized by yourself in so many ways and can have so many meanings to you and a whole lot more of explanations can be seen by another person looking on your life.

The way you act or say things in a moment can define who you are and labelled for the future to come. But what about the actions/sayings/travels that you don’t take? Are these to be left below your surface and never see the light of day? Is this what your truly want to be and are too afraid to step up and out with?

My blog post have been of late considered as cryptic and I believe that they are in no way like that. This post comes off the bat of  the first sentence coming into my head and I continue to type in the hope that it might help someone out there in our small world and stir up questions in their life too.

And All That Jazz (Weekend)

What a great few days of the Bank Holiday weekend I had. To be honest though my weekend seemed to have started on Thursday.

Thursday was a night spent with class mates in town where we graced our presence in Tom Barry’s, The Raven and Cavanagh’s. Though the night had its downs, I enjoyed kicking off my weekend with getting to know some of the class.

Friday was a difficult day to get up and get to class for 10am but I made it and was only 2 hours long, as was expecting it to be 3 hours long Went out Friday night to our local pub Mary O’s and enjoyed the company with some friends.

Saturday Night was the night to meet up with some of the ABC Crew from the J1 Summer in An Brog and was great to see them and that one of them returned back safely from the States as she left a month after us. Was good to hear how she got on without us and the gossip of the house after we had left.

Sunday night was a night of deciding of what to do with myself as I wanted to head out and keep the streak of nights out going This took in the shape of Neil and myself heading to Sam’s after a look into Mary O’s showed a packed house. Enjoyed my few pints there and see a Garda walk in and tell the DJ to turn down the music

Today was my day of rest and catch up on some college work. Whats the best is I have tomorrow off due to having no lectures on Tuesdays so it was a great week

Hope ye all had a great Long Jazz Weekend!!! I never got a chance to see any bit of proper Jazz, living in Cork and all, this weekend in fact. Being greatly cultured I should have I also never got a chance to go to the Franciscan Well Oktoberfest but there will always be next year

What Makes You Tick???

We all proceed down the path of life but what is the destination that you are going to arrive at or what makes you keep going??

Wet Sunday

Yes these wet sundays are made for lounging around on your ass and watching the world go by, watch the box and eat a huge Sunday dinner. But yet I am here writing up notes for my new MSc course and thinking did I make the right decision in doing the course. I think I did make the right decision, don’t worry, its just the fact that you are only allowed fail one exam and if you fail ore you can’t graduate with a Masters but only a Diploma and you cannot do the work placement which goes for 6 months and with a possibility of staying in that company would save me from finding a job once I finish.

So the pressure is on to keep attentive than ever and pull up those socks. I haven’t failed an exam in four years and I don’t intend to start now

Experience/Mistake

“Experience is another name for our mistakes” Oscar Wilde. This statement is somewhat true and I do believe we all have racked up a number of experiences in our life so far. We have all made mistakes and the thing is, would you like togo back in time to change them to make the right but then you have the implication of what your life would be like now and the effect that the experience had on your life and the choice of road you took from it.

We would all like to make no mistakes but then again none of us are perfect.

You Think You Can Handle The Truth…

My two week holiday comes to an end today from the parents as they return from their travels. Yes I am happy that they are coming back but being away for two brought back the freedom that I had while in the US. Though I did not do the many things that I did in the US while they were away for the last two weeks, I did enjoy not being asked the questions and get a grilling.

This saying about what I am doing came to a climax before my parents left with them finding out a few things from me, that I thought they wouldn’t find out. With my mother getting sad over this it came to the fact that I said I didn’t want to tell them everything that goes on…so what will the next few days hold when they return???

The Beach

I watched The Beach the other night and coming back from an escapade off the Island of Ireland for 3 months and then watching that was probably not the best with it wanting me to go to that Beach and never come back. I had watched snip-its of the movie before but watching it all made me think of the summer just gone and experiences of what I did and the great time I had came flooding back. I am now looking forward to my next excursion, of hopefully a great distance. With possible destinations for my research project for 6 months (April to September) to places like Spain or the USA or maybe just up the road to Belfast, I would really like it.

I would love to be at that beach in the movie to see the white sand, clear waters (less the great white shark) and lovely weather and be in paradise. But then again, as DiCaprio says at the end of the movie:

“And me, I still believe in paradise. But now at least I know it’s not some place you can look for, ’cause it’s not where you go. It’s how you feel for a moment in your life when you’re a part of something, and if you find that moment… it lasts forever…”