Thursday, 15 August 2013

Suitcases and Zip-Lock Bags

Hello there again,

In just two days I will be jetting off over the Irish Sea to a not so little town called London with my cousin, Sorcha. There I will stay for five days hoping to add some experiences and stories to my life. There is a lot happening while I'm in London, meaning that anything can happen. A gathering of all my favourite YouTubers called Summer in the City will be taking place and although it is sold out and so we will miss the show, who knows what will happen? Perhaps I'll bump into Alfie Deyes and spill my Starbucks all over him as I rush around a corner. Or maybe I'll be standing behind Zoella or Louise from Sprinkle of Glitter in the queue at Boots. Needless to say, my eyes shall be peeled for any sight of Tyler Oakley or Casper Lee in Covent Garden.

Adding to the excitement, the premiere of This Is Us is in Leicester Square on the 20th of August. Yes, the cat's out of the bag, I am somewhat of a directioner. Not only that, but I have an even stronger love for their support act, 5 Seconds of Summer, and my cousin and I are hoping desperately that they will be in London for the premiere also. 


Aside from all this hopeful celeb-spotting which, let's be real, shall probably not happen, I am super excited to experience London properly. Yes, I have been there before, but it was with my Girl Guides and the trip just did not do London justice. This time, I am going with Sorcha, who's favourite city in the whole world is London, and is eager to help it impress me. 

So, of course, I have been packing and getting ready for it. Due to my extreme excitement for this trip, the planning has gone a little overboard in terms of lists and outfit planning. I will only have carry-on, and God bless me, I am travelling with Ryanair. I am risking it with a suitcase that is the exact measurements allowed by carry-on, meaning that I will most likely be received with some skepticism at the security gate in Dublin Airport. I have however, come up with some tricks to packing, which I hope to share with you all now. 

First of all, I am a huge fan of lists. An extreme fan, some might say. Therefore, I have written many drafts of what I will be bringing, and eventually have a final list. I have planned out everyday's outfit, avoiding as much unnecessary clothing as possible. I realise that this may sound as though I am going on an army mission, but with Ryanair, it basically is. 

Zip-lock bags. Zip-lock bags are a girl's best friend when travelling. I use them for carrying my makeup liquids, such as foundations, concealers and primers and then all of my other liquids like hair oil, cleanser, moisturiser and the like. Of course, for airport security, they have to be in clear bags so not only does this help prevent spillages but also helps to get through security quicker and without the judging eyes of people behind you in the queue. 

ZIP-LOCK MADNESS
And finally, I have what I will be wearing on the flight and my handbag planned down to a tee. My handbag will be home to my book, iPod, phone, makeup and travel documents. I also like to bring hand cream (because it smells so good and makes my hands delightfully soft) and also my big, soft comfy jumper to throw on when I'm on the plane and feeling slightly chilly. I have planned to wear the comfiest outfit possible without wearing downright tracksuit bottoms. Leggings are my go-to clothing item for comfort and style, and I'll be wearing a simple checked shirt over it. And of course, my comfy, comfy, boots. So as you can see, my key word here is comfort haha. 

My handbag in-flight essentials!
So that's all for now, hopefully I will take note of all my days in London and then when I am back I will share my experiences with you! 

Slán, 
Caroline!

Wednesday, 14 August 2013

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I've always wanted to know what kind of person I could be, and might end up being. Some are sportspeople, who play on every team in school and live for the season to start up again. Some know that they will grow up to be strong, motivated business women who will have full control and respect in their workplace. Others know from a young age that they want to help people, however they do it. Perhaps they will make music and brighten someone's day. Maybe they'll study for years and end up working in a hospital saving lives everyday or work in a lab and discover the cure for cancer. I, on the other hand, struggle to know what kind of person I will be.


I've taken the sports route as most do, and have realised that it's just not for me. I was never very bad at it, just never excelled in it either, Hockey, gaelic football, camogie, basketball, swimming, you name it, I've tried it. I would love it for a short time, becoming obsessed with the idea of making it as a basketball coach or playing hockey for Ireland in the Olympics. I would learn all the big players names, and begin to think that it was my calling. Hey, I even spent my Communion money on a basketball hoop. However, every time the novelty would wear off and I would realise that the early morning workouts and dedication to training and keeping fit wasn't for me. So now I only continue to play hockey, but that's just in school and I do it because it's fun and gives me something to do, but I would never be good enough to play for the top team in my school let alone travel to Rio for it in 2014.



The business path is a no-go since I'd rather not shout at people everyday and have to worry about getting a fashionable suit wardrobe. I feel like I'd have to live up to Rachel from Suits and that pressure is just way too much. She is just too ultra-fabulous with a body that looks too good in suit jackets and pencil skirts. 



As for helping people through medicine, the fact that I'm unable to watch the surgery scenes in Grey's Anatomy about sums up how successful I would be in that field.



And so I've come to blogging. I realise that there are many other career paths I could take, like a pilot or an accountant, but I'd rather not. I get headaches on flights and find accounting boring, yet I still picked it for the Leaving Cert because I'm good with numbers. I first had the idea of being a writer, and of course obsessed over it, when I was 7 years old. I won a competition called Write-A-Book, a city-wide competition to which my whole class from school entered with a personally written story. Mine was compilation of short stories, ranging from how I met my best friend to the day I lost my teddy bear. It was all very exciting. However, like all other things, I eventually forgot my dream of becoming a writer as I started to study English properly in secondary school. Studying poets and citing your sources just wasn't doing it for me, and I still find myself walking into my English class very grumpily on a Tuesday afternoon. But hey, let's give blogging a go, shall we? It doesn't look too difficult. I mean, I can't see any Shakespeare essays or notes on the life of Emily Dickinson anywhere. 


Slán,
Caroline!