Goodbye September

September has been the most overwhelming and stressful month of the year. I usually adore September, I always see it as a fresh start, a new chapter, especially as Autumn starts to creep in.

However, this month wasn’t easy. Settling into my new internship was intense and at times I felt like I wasn’t cut out for being a full time writer, but thankfully I’ve eased into my editorial intern role.

During the second week of the month my Mam was taken to hospital. It was the most horrifying experience ever. My mam is the strongest and bravest women I know, she managed to pull through and is finally home after spending eleven lengthy days in hospital. My Mam never fails to surprise me. She was in intensive care two weeks ago and now she’s sitting on the sofa giving out about the state of the jumper Ryan Gosling wore on Graham Norton, “He must have bought that jumper in Guineys.”

I always try my best to look on the positive side of things and even though September was full of horrible days, it was sprinkled with a few joyful moments.

On the first day of my internship there were dogs in our office, it was quite possibly the best welcome I could have ever dreamed of.

There’s a little café near my office that sells Badger and Dodo coffee, which is my all time favourite.

My middle sister’s sense of humour was the one thing that brought light to hospital visits. Her witty jokes made everyone feel that little bit better and brought a smile to my face.

I only read one book this month, but that book made this stressful month bearable. I spent lunch breaks and Luas journeys reading How To Stop Time by Matt Haig. I have so much respect for Matt Haig and his work is one of a kind. How To Stop Time was an exciting and emotional and thought provoking read. I spent three weeks getting to know main character Tom Hazard and his story. It also features appearances from Shakespeare and F.Scott Fitzgerald so it was always going to be a winner in my eyes.

Sweater weather is here! I’ve already started expanding my knitwear collection. I love Autumn fashion, I cannot wait until it get’s cooler so I no longer feel bad about spending half my pay cheque on jumpers and cardigans.

And finally, Taylor Swift released two new songs and even though they are extremely different to her Fearless days, I love them. I cannot wait for her album release in October.

Always look on the bright side of life.

Sincerely Yours,

Kat

Advertisements

My End of Year Goals

I know it’s been an entire month since I last posted here, but I have a very good excuse. I promise!

I got an internship… an editorial internship. The past three weeks have been overwhelming, but I finally feel like I’m starting to settle in at the office. I’m getting used to the style guide, I know how to write headlines that’ll catch your attention and I can edit photos properly (the other day I spent five minutes looking for photos of Ryan Gosling, what a dream.)

There are so many things I adore about my internship, from the fact that I have my own desk to the never ending supply of sweet treats that are in the office, and from being able to say I write for a living and the fact that I get Friday and Saturdays off. I just had to take some time out of my day off to say hello again. I have missed my blog, even though I write every day in work.

Life has been pretty good since I started my internship. I’ve been feeling less anxious and haven’t suffered from any bouts of depression in such a long time, it’s an odd but incredible feeling. My mind is clear and I feel really determined. I’ve even set some goals for the remainder of the year.
 

  • Complete reading challenge- I’m currently reading How To Stop Time by Matt Haig. It is incredible. It’s full of history and heartache and mystery and F.Scott Fitzgerald is in it, so obviously it’s won me over.
  • Go on a holiday- I need to travel again soon. The wanderlust bug won’t leave me alone. I don’t care where I go, whether that’s down to Cork for a weekend of rambling around the glorious city or ideally to Paris where I’ll eat way too many pastries and channel my inner Blair Waldorf
  • Get a second tattoo- It’s been two years since I got my semicolon tattoo. I am itching to get another one. I’ve been thinking of getting a little flower, a forget-me-not to be exact, above my left wrist.

I think it’s important to remember that goals don’t have to be grueling, tedious tasks. Setting goals that will improve your life and make you feel happier is an essential.

And on that note I’m off to ring the Revenue to talk about tax and pretend to be a grown up. Sometimes we just have to tick the dull things off our to-do- lists to make room for the more thrilling tasks.

Sincerely Yours,

Kat

23: A New Chapter

I turned 23 on  the 18th of August 2017. My 23rd birthday was a true joy. I spent the day with my nearest and dearest friends and family members. I woke up early and watched The Breakfast Club by myself, a new birthday tradition that I’ll continue to do, even when I’m old and grey. I went wandering around bookstores and ate gluten free cake in my favourite cafe with my Chummy. I spent time at home with my parents, who reminisced about the day I was born and spoke about how the past 23 years flew by. I chatted to my Nanny and my Mam’s best friend over warm cups of tea at the kitchen table. I met my bestie and fellow Gossip Girl enthusiast in the city where we drank cocktails and gossiped and giggled over foolish couples in a bar that played tacky chart music. I ended the day at home, where I shared a bag of chipper chips with my parents in our living room.

Birthdays mean a lot to me, and not because of the presents, but because it marks a fresh start, a brand new year. My birthday is like my own mini New Years celebration. There may not be a countdown in Times Square and fireworks don’t light up the sky above Sydney, but every year on August 18th I am filled with a sense of joy and relief. I let the mistakes and regrets and difficult memories of the past year wash away, and focus on the year ahead, my 23rd year on the planet. I become a more motivated and ambitious person once the clock strikes 12 and August 18th rolls around.

My 22nd year was pretty special. I traveled a lot more. I completed my studies in college. I wrote for even more publications. I started drinking coffee and reading more and dyed my hair auburn. I grew closer to my parents and went on solo cinema trips and took part in the mini marathon. I became happier and a tad bit chubbier and more determined to succeed. I made new friends and cut ties with toxic people. I became features editor of our college newspaper, I fell in love with La La Land and drank pina coladas in the city. I achieved many goals, but failed too. I learnt a lot and grew as a person (but sadly not in height, I’m still 5″3).

So, here’s to 23; the year where I hope to find a job I adore, the year where I want to travel alone, the year where I’ll meet new people, and visit new places. The year where I’ll read so many more books and watch stories unfold at the cinema. The year where I’ll go to concerts and to the theatre and to the sea. The year where I’ll spend quality time with my friends and family. 23 will be the year of improvement and determination, but most importantly the year where I’ll be content and carefree.

Sincerely Yours,

Kat

Waiting For The Next Chapter

Back in my final year of school I stood outside my English classroom with my favourite teacher, we spoke about how my grades had dropped dramatically and about how my writing wasn’t as strong as it used to be. “You’ve lost your spark” she said with concern. And she was right, I had lost my spark, because I knew that I only had a few months left in school. I was ready to leave. I was ready to complete my exams and move onto the next chapter of my life.

At the moment I have two months left in college. I will complete my HND in journalism in two months and I’m more than ready for graduate life. People have noticed that my spark has dwindled again. I’ve grown tired of college; tired of the same old routine, the classes, the 18 bus route, the early mornings and the never ending pile of assignments weighing me down. I can see the finish line, but I still have one more hurdle to jump over before I get there. But, I’m growing impatient. I’m ready to leave now, right this second. I’m ready to wave goodbye to my college and my classmates and to move onto a brand new chapter.

I’ve been daydreaming about the freedom I’ll have once I walk out the door of my final class. I’m not too sure what I’ll do when I complete this course. I may work full time in a local cafe or move to Canada or study something completely different. Maybe I’ll join a pottery class or spend the summer in the countryside or start volunteering again. I might write the book I’ve always dreamed of or find a full time job in the city or apply for an internship at a newspaper. I could move across the world or simply down to Cork. The list is never ending.

I won’t let the final few pages of this chapter dim my spark. I will be as bright as I’ve ever been. I will fill my mind with positive thoughts and my soul with determination and drive. Patience and positivity will help me reach the end of this chapter.

In two months time this chapter will end. A chapter where I grew and met new friends and learned many valuable lessons. A chapter where I cried and laughed and smiled. A chapter where I achieved my dreams and failed, but continued to move forward, because I can see that finish line and I cannot wait to cross it.

Sincerely Yours,

Kat