Tuesday 28 July 2015

Things are different now but maybe someday we will meet again

To my not so many readers,

I think of my blog as my little online diary, open for anybody to read.
I write here so on days that im bored, sad, happy or just simply in need of a memory to shake a bad vibe I can look back at the words I’ve written and remind all the fun times I’ve had. Nobody is stopping anybody reading this and if you want to read my blogs that I do because i need to save memories somewhere other then on paper, I’d also really appreciate it!

Well its summer and as always the Irish weather is taking a tole onto the teenager’s everyday life.

For me this summer is very different to previous years, for as long as i can remember I’ve spent my summers in Wexford in my family mobile home beside the sea side. Kilmuckridge was like my second home. I had friends there and it was always my way to escape for the summer. But times are different now. VERY different. Last summer was my last summer that I could just get up, walk about 20 steps and be on a beach. I wandered the beach in kilmuckridge hours on end. it was my way to kill time and my place to get a tan easily instead of sitting bored on the deck in the hot summer’s sun. Last summer my family came to the decision to sell the van and spend our summers back in celbridge. Right now i just want to go for a long walk on the beach or go for a swim in the rain in the freezing cold Irish Sea.(swimming in the rain is just so much better in my opinion)

School starts back in a month and it still doesn't even feel like summer. We have that horrible Irish weather keeping us stuck indoors. So far summer hasn't been terrible but i haven't done anything. I've gone to two concerts (both amazing) and I’ve gone out with my friends. Like many teenagers i lack what is needed most, and that is money and motivation. I spend majority of my time in bed, on Netflix, reading a book or just lying around my house in my pyjamas until four in the day doing nothing with my day. Im not hard pushed to make the most of my summer  because that really means go spend the money i don’t have and im not wasting my summer sitting indoors, id rather sit at home relaxing because come on we all know once school starts back we will never get a spare minute.

If I could do anything for the last month of my summer it would be escape to Wexford but unfortunately that won’t happen. The thing i miss most about the place is probably one of the weirdest things, you don’t even have to be in Wexford do this but it was by far one of my favourite things. I miss being woken at 9 on a Sunday and putting on respectable clothes (anything other than a tracksuit or jeans) and going to mass. Going to mass meant going into centra after to pick up the newspaper and of course some ice-cream and I can’t forget to mention the duck for Rita (extra nanny). From centra we went to visit our extra nanny and granddad, which also had a mobile home there but in a different site. It became a usual thing! Everyday sunday at 10.30 we would arrive. The adults would chit chat and my sisters and I would just sit around until it was time to get serious and play cards. The routine was always the same every weekend the only thing that changed was the winner of cards. If the game wasn’t finished wed go home for lunch and arrive back an hour later. There were several Sundays i spent the whole day playing cards and I wouldn’t have changed it for the world. I miss Wexford and I hope sometime soon I can return and eat ice cream in the rain, walk on the beach for hours, go for midnight swims with my friends at 8pm and play cards non-stop.

This blog was set up to record my TY memories. But now Ty is over and some part of me wants to keep this blog page alive. I'm one who finds comfort in writing. I want to continue posting here as much as I can. Ty gave me things to write about but i will find something every now and again. Yes i wont post as often as I did because my time will be a bit limited with homework and things but I’ll make time to sit down and type like there’s no tomorrow.

Until next time 

Im just a teenage girl who hates the 

thought of growing up but im doing it 

with a smile on my face And a positive 

atittued. Hope you enjoyed reading - 

Miss.Galligan x