Twelve...

Goooooooooddd Morning!

Well, the time is exactly 4:20 AM and my father has just woken me up to get ready to go to the airport.

I'm meant to be getting breakfast and doing various other important things but I just can't seem to be able to get out of bed, to be honest.

I just thought that it would be 'cool' for me to do a blog so early in the morning.

Okay, well

Fairwell!
Goodbye!
Bieunos Dias!(Don't know how to spell)
Je suis un bagueatte!(Don't know how to spell that either!!)

Peace Out

I'll bring you back lots of French and Spanish stories

Much love,

Rachel


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Eleven...

That up there? ^

That, my friends, is 15 years of friendship in a bottle.

We truly are different in every way possible! Isn't it wonderful how the world works?

She's my best friend and will be forever, even when I move to Australia ( or,you know, just somewhere hot! ).

It takes really long for me to upload these pictures so I'll keep putting one picture with each blog from now on!

Keep you updated visually etc.

Oh! Guys I forgot to tell you, I'll be going back to school soon, and when I do, since I go to a boarding school (i.e. I live in school), I will only be able to write at the weekends!

But don't worry, you will get extra long blogs!

I am going to Spain with my family on Thursday for a week, so I can't blog then either.

Only the comitted people will be left, you'll see.

You see, the second you click that Follow button, you have comitted yourself to a lifetime of odd but slightly amusing blogs from a young Irish girl. Well that's how I see it anyway.

So, if any of my lovely followers have cold feet, just pull out now. Otherwise, you are in it for the long haul. I will be deeply hurt for a long, long time, but the heart does heal. Not easily, mind you, but it does. Woefully.

By the way, everyone who just popped onto my page for a little peek or whatever, you guys should follow me.

Haha. It's not serious or anything...Yet.

I love you guys. Seriously. You are all my world.

Lol.

Thank you, again, for the comments, they're lovely.

Me enjoying my BBQ chicken...

Oh, and I think I may have food poisoning.

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Yep.

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Ten...!

For some reason, my tongue is really cold right now.

The thought of leaving you all out here on cyberspace without a fresh and exciting new blog from me was just too much to bear.

So I took a few pictures and we actually had a BBQ in the end, ate Lucky Charms and watched a heart warming movie which almost brought me to tears...of laughter because this non-significant guy in the movie just like randomly and fiercely french-kissed the main character(who was indeed a man), stopped really quickly, looked at the main character blankly in the eyes, realized he was in fact straight, and went back in and gave him a small peck on the lips.

It was hilarious, but probably one of those 'You had to be there' kind of things. The movie was called I Love You, Man and it was about this guy who had no real male friends and he was going around trying to find one because he was getting married and he needed a best man for his wedding, and had to go through all these men with varying strangeness until he found this really cool guy!

I won't spoil the end for you.

Anyway, the one I more predominately call by the name 'Da' (i.e. my beloved Father) is telling to go to sleep, as it is 'Bed Time.'

I'm sure it is.

I am sure it is!

So I shall bid you adeu,
send my farewells...

Until I write again my pets...

*Evil laugh*

No seriously, I'll write again tomorrow and will add a few pictures of today!
I'm sure the next blog will be more deep and meaningful than this one.

Blabber Blabber Blabber

Etc...

Adios!


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Nine...

Guess what! As you all know (or could know, if you read About the Daisy Girl) , I'm big into modeling and I signed up for this talent recruitment-type site (starnow.ie) about two months ago and yesterday I logged onto my profile and it said I had New Casting Calls so I clicked into it and it said that Bliss magazine, I don't know if you have heard of it, it's a teenager-y fashion mag, were looking for models in Ireland to do a photo of ''What are you doing this Saturday night?''. I applied and this morning, I had an e-mail from Geraldine Something from Bliss! She had a look at my StarNow page and she wants me to do it!

So tomorrow, if the weather allows, I will be getting someone to take picture of me like at a BBQ or something!!

I will try and put up some of the pictures that I send her so you guys can see.

Totally over the JLS thing btw.
I wish Rachel every happiness.

Lol.

Sorry this has to be a pretty quick blog - I'm in a bit of a rush, but I'll write triple tomorrow.

Thanks to my faithful followers, and all the comments.

Means a lot!

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Eight...

I didn't win the JLS competition. Rachel did.

I never knew that I hated the feeling of lukewarm tears until today.

On a lighter note, I did manage to get 2 tickets to see them. None of my friends are really into JLS so I don't think any of them will want to go. We'll have to see. I may have wasted another forty euro...

Sorry for being so depressdy-ish!

Zap.


Rachel is BACK IN ACTION!

I'll write again when I feel inspired enough

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Seven...I suppose?

Sorry this isn't really a proper post it's just that I am having some 'technical difficulties' on blog number six. It's just because I copied and pasted some information about JFK and I must have not seen the writing and stuff below the end of my post, and now when I try and edit it out, it won't. So basically, my sixth blog is a bit of a mess. Just saying.

Enjoy!

Six...

According to innocentenglish.com, this is one of the funniest jokes in America:
A man and a friend are playing golf one day at their local golf course. One of the guys is about to chip onto the green when he sees a long funeral procession on the road next to the course. He stops in mid-swing, takes off his golf cap, closes his eyes, and bows down in prayer. His friend says: “Wow, that is the most thoughtful and touching thing I have ever seen. You truly are a kind man.” The man then replies: “Yeah, well we were married 35 years.”

Coincidences like this don't happen that often:

So, as planned, I tuned in on Beat102103 at 7:50pm, and it took about an hour for the first question to be asked. The question was ''What does the abbreviation BRB mean in internet slang?''

I texted in twice this time, not like 10 times as before. Then, after what seemed to be an agonizingly long wait, the radio guy (also known as Dan Ruane) said,''Congatulations! Wow, we have another Rachel that is going through to be quizzed...''

...And it was not this Rachel. Can you believe that! It was another Rachel from a different county. She got 3.

My hopes were becoming tattered and frayed at the edges, but I listened on for another chance to enter into the competition. After another few thousand distasteful songs, once again a question was asked. It was the following, ''What does the abbreviation FYI mean?'' I texted in three times, pleading for a rope to save me from drowning in false hopes.
That rhymes.
Waiting followed. At the end of the show, a girl called Charlotte from Wexford got it. She got 1. The questions seemed to be getting harder. But I actually did know what most of them meant. Silly girls...

I will listen in again at 7:50 tomorrow, and may not mention the JLS competition again. If I win though, I will promise to let you know.

I just have to say that I am so happy that I have 13 followers! I didn't think I could get that many in a thousand years, it must be luck...

I went to the John.F.Kennedy Homestead today with my multicultural relatives, and found a strange previously unknown interest in J.F.K's life.In case your interested here's a little about him - (born May 29, 1917, Brookline, Mass., U.S.—assassinated Nov. 22, 1963, Dallas, Texas) 35th president of the U.S. (1961–63). The son of Joe.P.Kennedy(who lived in New Ross, where I live!), he graduated from Harvard University in 1940. Elected to the U.S. House of Representatives in 1946 and the U.S. Senate in 1952, he supported social-welfare legislation and became increasingly committed to civil rights; in foreign affairs, he supported the Cold War policies of the Truman administration. In 1960 he won the Democratic nomination for president. He visited his cousins in Ireland as often as he could. They loved him, I think. Lol.

I copied and pasted that from a different site and edited it, that's why some of it has different font and colours.

Just getting you the best bits. Sort of. Lol just Google him if you like.

Yesterday, I received an e-mail from and Anonymous person asking, What makes teens so angry and emotional all the time?

Well, in answer to that, I would have to say(and you can correct me if I'm wrong) it is usually a mixture of tiredness, boredom, and/or when we over think some of the problems we are having at that time. Also, for girls, it could be, you know... But we teens are not by any means angry and emotional all the time, and besides, who would want an unemotional cyborg type-thing waltzing around their home?

Exactly.

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Johnson, who became his running mate. In his acceptance speech Kennedy declared, “We stand on the edge of a New Frontier”; thereafter the phrase “New Frontier” was associated with his programs. After a vigorous campaign managed by his brother Robert F. Kennedy and aided financially by his father, he narrowly defeated the Republican candidate, Richard Nixon. He was the youngest person and the first Roman Catholic elected president. In his inaugural address he called on Americans to “ask not what your country can do for you, ask what you can do for your country.” His legislative program, including massive income-tax cuts and a sweeping civil-rights measure, received little support in the Congress, though he did win approval of the Peace Corps and the Alliance for Progress. In 1961 he committed the U.S. to land a man on the Moon by the end of the decade. In foreign affairs he approved a plan drawn up during the Eisenhower administration to land an invasion force of Cuban exiles on their homeland, but the Bay of Pigs invasion (1961) was a fiasco. Determined to combat the spread of communism in Asia, he sent military advisers and other assistance to South Vietnam. During the Cuban missile crisis (1962) he imposed a naval blockade on Cuba and demanded that the Soviet Union remove its nuclear missiles from the island. In 1963 he successfully concluded the Nuclear Test-Ban Treaty with Britain and the Soviet Union. In November 1963, while riding in a motorcade in Dallas, he was assassinated by a sniper, allegedly Lee Harvey Oswald. The killing is considered the most notorious political murder of the 20th century. Kennedy's youth, energy, and charming family brought him world adulation and sparked the idealism of a generation, for whom the Kennedy White House became known as “Camelot.” Revelations about his powerful family and his personal life, especially concerning his extramarital affairs, tainted his image in later years. &Seealso; Jackie Kennedy Onassis.

Five...

What are the three words guaranteed to humiliate men everywhere?
'Hold my purse.'

Those eyes up there? ^
They belong to me, no one else! No copying please. I'm like officially copyrighting them! You all saw it! Lol.


So for those of you who can't be bothered reading my past few blogs, I told you that I was going to try and win the competition for the JLS Backstage VIP tickets to see them live in concert on February 27th next year. Today, I called the radio station and talked briefly to the radio guy and he told me what I had to do. He said tha t he was going to ask a question on the air and if I knew the answer I was to text into the station with it, and then they pick them at random out of the right answers. So I waited with patience until he finally asked the question, ''What does the slang web abbreviation TTYL mean?'' Of course, you can imagine me scrambling for my mother's phone (mine was out of battery) and frantically texting in the answer. Then I waited, and waited, and then...

''Congratulations! Rachel, from Wexford, you get a chance to win those VIP tickets!''

Woohoo! I'm Rachel from Wexford!

''Yes, thank you so much, I'm so excited!'' said Rachel.

Wait...

I didn't say that? It took me about thirty seconds to realise that it had been an unfortunate coincidence that a girl with the same first name as me, and who lives in the same place, got to try and answer all the questions. You have to answer as many question things as you can in thirty seconds, that's what you get if you text in the right answer, AND granted that you alone are picked out of the thousands of people texting in.

Very complicated stuff, but basically, I didn't get it, another Rachel living in the same place as me did.

Heartbreak slowly but surely ensued.

But, after that the radio guy said, ''Try and beat Rachel's score, tomorrow at 7:50!''

So that's exactly what I'm going to do. If there is one thing you can be sure of, it is that I will never give up until my chance is gone. So I intend to sit through another grueling 2 hours of radio, and wait with a small trickle of hope. How ever small that trickle may be.

Oh, and I think I may have bankrupted my mom on her phone bill.

No joke intended...

Score to beat: 6 right answers.

This blog may have been my most uninteresting to the general public, but as you can probably see, it means so much to me, and I just have to get it out. So deal with it. Lol.

You know I love you all really.

What do you think of my new page's look?
My friend Hannah (who is on blogger - http://hannahdeacon.blogspot.com/, take a look at her blog, it's pure gold ) told me how to change stuff around on my page, so she is the reason for my new bloggyness style! She's also my best friend, who lives out in the wilderness with me.

My family is watching Twilight downstairs. Now, it's not that I don't love bonding with them, it's just that I promised myself I was going to blog everyday. Plus, I just had to tell you guys my unfortunate event with the radio thing. Lol, I reminded myself of one of those plastic-looking Barbie girls from one of those chick flicks, you know the one's I mean.

Maybe you don't. Oh well.

The first time I watched Twilight, I absolutely loved it. I wanted to marry it. It was just, love at first sight. Literally. But, then I went to see it again in the cinema, and, I don't know, it was like all the magic was gone, like it had been robbed of it's greatness. I have seen it a few times more since then, but have never fully enjoyed it, if I'm completely honest. It was so disappointing, because what once was the love of my life and the center of my obsessions, suddenly became as interesting as a bucket of clams.

I'm trying to get to 10 followers. So if you are just casually stopping by, not thinking about following anyone or anything, then I suggest to you, dear friend, to Follow Ask the Daisies

And with that note, I must leave you all to your blogging.

Wish me luck ! ! ! ! !




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Four...

I like your hair.


Why are there so many social sites available on the internet? It is safe to say that I have once been the victim of Facebook, Bebo, Myspace, Twitter, IMVU, Omegle and even Yahoo Answers, if that counts. Imagine how much pressure the makers of those sites are put under! There's really no need to have them, you see, us here common folk are sitchyated real nice out here in the countryside, no need for any of them computer doohickeys, no time neither. Always somethin' to be done. Soon as the rooster cookaws in the mornin', I is out of my bed and outside doin' the world some good.

Yes, that was my impression of a hillbilly.

But really, I do believe that people could lead, dare I say it, healthier and happier lives without all this technology business. When I say people I don't necessarily mean me because I am quite content the way things are. But you get my drift.

There was a prize draw on my local radio station Beat and they were giving away VIP passes to JLS's concert in Dublin! I called in and they said to call back again tomorrow at 7:50. So I am awaiting that hour with utter hope and desperation. To win, you have to be able to say the meanings of the most abbrieveations in 30 seconds, the best to date being 5. I think I can beat it, well, I pray! If I win I get to actually meet the boys backstage!

Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!

Excuse me. Lost my 'cool' there.

I have one single fish left in my heated aquarium. His name, is Popples. Well actually it's Fishy but I prefer the name Popples. Popples can be his 'stage' name. He's really tiny, and I don't think he can actually breathe very well...

What's that, I think I can hear him saying:

Follow Rachel...

Follow...

Blub Blub...

Look at that. My fish's first words. Out there for everyone to see. On cyberspace.


What a day.


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Three...

Let me paint a picture in your head.
I was in the city today and saw an old man, sitting on what I could only identify as a giant aquarium, and found my self thinking a heart warming thought, that the distance between me and my followers must be half the length of one line of sagged skin underneath the old man's chin.

Nice picture eh?
My cousins from America are staying at my house at the moment and my mom is going crazy bringing them to famous historical Irish sites, none of which interest me in the slightest. But out of courtesy and some sort of twisted moral sense, I go with them. Today we went into Dublin city, and saw various mildly entertaining sights. The most invigorating thing we did was travel around on a 65 year old DUKW (boat/car hybrid) once use in the last Irish war. Whenever that was.

My head actually feels, for want of a better word, fizzled out.

There is something strangely comforting about listening to music that sounds like it is like 100 years old. I was slightly annoyed at having to listen to granny music for a whole three hours, but as I drifted in and out of sleep and or consciousness, my mind softened to the muffled yet well rehearsed sounds.

I find it very amusing when listening to a person who thinks they have the most important job in the world. That person being the radio guy who kept speaking in between each song.
I'm sure he's a wonderful person and a joy to speak to, it was just funny the way he was speaking as if everything he said was of vital importance.

I think I reached a milestone today, it being the realization and acceptance that I sometimes twitch in my sleep.

You can only imagine.
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I dropped 20kg of weights on my little finger at the gym yesterday, and now it has become my private source of amusement during the long lectures of the tour guides. I watch it change colour and flatten ever so slightly every few hours.


Once again my dears I shall ask on this special occasion, (special occasion being that this is my 3rd blog, I never usually keep doing blogs for this long) to follow me faithfully into the wilderness, I shall be your tour guide.

Lol.

Much love,
I must go bathe in the good feelings my family readily supply,

Lol. I think I just got sick a little in my mouth just there.


Copy and paste this link into your browser, and tell me, have you ever seen a bigger mouth?
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IiuQSMDZ8zk&feature=PlayList&p=C9034C7CF04C6A5F&playnext=1&playnext_from=PL&index=4


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Two...

My brothers cat likes being patted in the armpits.



So I woke up early this morning, to the creepily comforting faces of my stuffed animals and thought, what the hell am I going to do now? I had planned it all out last night. I was going to wake up 10 minutes prior to the time my mom and I were going to go to the gym, so I could get breakfast, put some sporty looking clothes on to impress the people in the gym, and do my hygienic business in the bathroom. But something went terribly wrong and my dreams got cut short. So I decided I would use my time constructively and write a blog. Now, I know what you're thinking. Your thinking something along the lines of, 'She's too young to be going to the gym,' or perhaps, 'She is my everything, and I will follow her because I love her.' ahem. Just kidding. I think I should be worried if that's the reason you would follow me. But I'd get a follower all the same so I'm not complaining! Well, you are right, I am too young to legally go to the gym. But you see, as I live in the countryside, known to some city 'slickers as the 'wilderness', no one ever asks how old you are or cares for that matter, because they don't get enough business to be law-abiding, if you get my drift. But that is for you, me and the wall. And the hundreds and thousands of miles in between us. Hmm, I wish I could insert some sort of sexual pun or suitably angst-ridden comment to conclude, but can't.


Oh well.

I will be going to the gym alongside my mother and father soon. What a dramatic life I do lead.
I have to say, when I first started going to the gym, I liked it.
But then, the laziness of every day teenage life cam into play.
And I said,'Daaaayyyyuuuummmmm'.
Not really. I was trying to sound God-like. You know,
And He said, 'It was good.'
Etc.
My alarm just went off, the alarm that I cringe to the sound of every, single, morning...
That signals the proper start of my day.

Woopie.


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One...

Attention: Not to be read by pregnant or breastfeeding women, vegetarians, UFO's or highly irritated young children.

I'm just going to assume you all want to know, well, what I want to know.

I have not been blind to the fact that Twitter has begun to take over the world.
Sometimes I wonder if they are going to make a website for animals to connect and chat;
And if the birds find it offensive or just plain wrong that Twitter have taken their signature sound. Like, if the birds could copyright I think that Twitter would be in deep trouble. Just another injustice int this non-accepting world. Not that I care really, it was just a thought that developed into something big. Like becoming gay. Lol, in my opinion, some random person just had a thought one day, you know, like 'Hmmm, I wonder what it would be like kissing THAT,'. That was a very very long time ago by now, and look what it has turned into! I have even heard some very 'opinionated' people saying that gay people are another race! I wonder if they know that their ancestors could have fought for gay rights along with that guy, you know, Harvey Milk I think it was? They made a movie about him, it was very interesting and I would recommend it. Now, I don't even know how or why I am talking about gayness, but all I am saying is, and I am not afraid to admit this, I am very uncomfortable around gay people. I'm not sorry, as this is just the way I am and I don't give a shit if you are going to hunt me down and kill me if I don't see it your way, because I don't think I ever will. Don't get me wrong, I have absolutely nothing against gays or anything, I just don't want a gay woman fancying me! Simple as. Fancy anyone else, I don't care in the slightest. Some of my friends, well, one of my friends is a lesbian, or was, and I don't view her any differently than any of my other friends. And don't you dare comment this blog saying any old bullshit like 'People who are homophobic are just trying to cover up their own insecurities about their sexuality' or 'You're too young to even know what sex you're interested in', because quite frankly it would just be a waste of your time as I don't have enough interest in this matter to actually respond, my hands are just typing and this just happens to be the subject. Plus, now that I've written so much about the topic, why waste it? Once again, I am telling you that I DON'T HAVE AN OPINION ON GAYS. So don't get your damn knickers in a twist. I know how some of you internet people can be.....:P

Anyway, yeah, I think that Twitter is going to become ruler of the world. Maybe even the universe. Who knows. But I'm on it! Lol you can follow me if you want, I don't have many followers and don't use it very much but my name on Twitter is BlackrockBeauty. I don't get what all the hype is about really, so if you would like to enlighten me, please feel free to do so.

Many of you will think I am just rambling on, to fill in time and space on this blog, and you are quite correct in thinking that. As this is my first blog, I have decided it will not be about anything really, just everything. But rest assured, my blogs to come will be much more than just light entertainment. So follow me on Blogger and we will embark this journey together.

Please take a look at JLS's page, they are a new band and I love them, and yes they are a boy band, and if you are the kind of person who closes their mind off to the sound of certain words such as boy band and pop music, then please, get the hell off my page. Give JLS a chance! They are honestly good singers. I believe in keeping your mind open to everything, and try everything once. Otherwise, what's the point?


http://www.jlsofficial.com/ - Click this link!



http://www.bebo.com/
http://www.facebook.com/
http://www.hotmail.com/

and the ever famous YouTube.


My e-mail is socialsiteaddict@gmail.com if you want to ask any questions about modern day youth or anything really. It would be helpful for my next blog!

Good day. X