Wednesday, 22 June 2016

Mental Health Ireland

As part of my Masters in Journalism I did a 5 minute video package for my Broadcasting module on the recent cuts to the Mental Health Budget in Ireland. I conducted this video on the 28th and 29th of April 2016, some information has changed since such as who the Health Minister is etc etc. 
It may not be as clean cut as you would like, and I am not an expert in final cut pro or have unreal camera skills, but nonetheless, the message is quiet clear. 


Click here to watch on Youtube in HD. 



Tuesday, 21 June 2016

Boys as friends, and boys as boyfriends.



They are the ones responsible for a lot of girl's anguish.

Boys. Men. whatever you wanna call them, what-ever one you have, or had. They don't realize the power that they can hold. One word can crush your feelings. one word can make you feel on top of the world. I haven't cried over a boy in a VERY VERY long time.



But when you have to watch a friend cry over one, it brings back all the same feelings;why doesn't he like me, why can't he text back, why does he only be himself when we're drunk or hungover, why can't he send one text to let me know where I stand, why can't he see I like him, why can't he like me back. why am I not good enough for him

why why why why why?

If I could tell my younger self one thing it would be to never let a man make me feel two inches tall. While you can have your happiest moments with them, they shouldn't be your source of happiness. 

Relying on someone wither it's a man or woman whomever it may be to make you smile in a day is not healthy.  
Sadly some people can't see past this and are not happy being alone. I sound bitter but rest assured I am not, I have just watched many friends be sucked into 'relationship world'. 

I am a person who is thankfully quiet content in my lonesomeness. 
Its not lonely, its being own my own. and there is a difference. 


It took a few years to find out what it means to me (geddit) and not to settle in relationships for the sake of it when at the end of the day there was no respect for me or no respect from themselves. Settling for drunken kisses when sober they wouldn't make the effort. 

At the age of 24 I have learned that kissing all of the frogs may not necessarily get you your prince and believe me I have kissed all of them frogs. 

So as per I'm just stating some obvious facts, having to listen to my friends talk about boy troubles, especially some of the younger ones I want to shake their pretty heads and tell them that the world is their oyster and that there is PLENTY more fish in the sea! The boy you like now who isn't texting you back won't matter in 12 month and you'll be kicking yourself for wasting time on them. But it is something that they and you have to find out on your own. 

just please remember you survived before them and you will sure as hell survive after they go. 



Saturday, 18 June 2016

Wishing my life away! June Edition

Hi. I'm Sinead and I'm a basic bitch. 

I keep having dreams about this place. I want to do a graduate visa to New York in September of 2017 so maybe that is why, I wanna stroll around the city getting lost pretending I'm Carrie Bradshaw or Blair Waldrof, HA a girl can dream!

Yes a bomber jacket! I have a love/hate relationship with them but everyone and their granny seem's to be rocking them this summer and here is hoping I will add a few more to my wardrobe. 

To be honest I would go to any hot country right now. Remember when Ireland was sunny there for all of two minutes, I got a farmers tan and I need to even it out! My skin needs some vitamin D!!

Considering how much I love listening to music I really do need to invest in a good pair of headphones, every blogger has these Instagram worthy ones. To be honest my ones would probably end up battered...

Dubbed the blogger friendly camera. Good marketing skills well done Olympus.
Gimme one now please. 

It's simple and classic and after my Master's is done I'm treating myself.

This tattoo is kinda what I want to get, a stick-man holding a heart balloon on my left rib cage, minus that creepy smile. Don't ask why, I just want it. And most likely in the next week or two (Sorry mam) 

Once a converse girl, now a converted Van's girl. 



Tuesday, 14 June 2016


“I’d like to have money. And I’d like to be a good writer. These two can come together, and I hope they will, but if that’s too adorable. I’d rather have money. I hate almost all rich people, but I think I’d be darling at it.” - Parker.  

The guide! I’ve lost it, I think. Yes I have defiantly lost it. I had it once but I didn’t think time would go so fast and that I would need it so soon. I mean there has to be more than one copy of it. Everyone else knows what is going on so I mean I could borrow someone else’s, theirs, yours? Just let me write down a few notes from it, a few guidelines, I mean that’s what it is intended to do, to guide you! We’re all in this together, fair enough some of us won’t make it to the end but the majority of us will get to the other side of it, unscathed, a few scars to help tell the tale but most importantly we will be at the other side. 
“Oh I’m sorry I didn’t see you there. Could you just step to the side there I’m just trying to find,…AH HHA!! YES I got it”. “No wait” *inaudible groan* “The end is missing, come here show me yours” Yes YOURS hey come back HEY SHARING IS CARING!

(the above is a random exert from a random rambling writing session a year ago saved in the many unseen folders that exist on my laptop)

I think that so far my ‘twenties’ have been exciting enough for me to be able to document certain aspects of it and make it a somewhat enjoyable read, but not that exciting that Suki Waterhouse is fighting to play the role of me in the film of my life. I am just an average lady. Lady being the operative word. I am an average female who is both a sister, an aunt, a friend and to others a cunt.
But hey you can’t be everyone’s cup of tea and throughout the years I have learned that the hard way. Oh well you win some and you lose some. 

I heard a saying....well sorry that’s a bit ‘old school’ heard? In this day and age! HA no I read on a post on Instagram where someone had filtered the shit out of the words, that nothing ruins your twenties like thinking you should have your shit together by now. Well I am most defiantly at that stage right now, a quarter life crisis I hear people calling it? I fear that my twenties will be as confusing as the whole year of my twenty two-ness was. Shooting aimlessly for the dark abyss that is our thirties. I am not going to tell you that you will figure stuff out. Because I haven’t a clue what I am doing either. I keep thinking to myself once I have my education sorted that every other piece of my life will fit together like a jigsaw puzzle. I have a five year plan that is all starting to take place. Would you like to hear it?

(Berlin Wall, August 2014: Sinead Healy)

1. Graduate my Masters
2. Become a somewhat decent Journalist.
3. Move to New York  in September 2017 for a few months/a year and write to my hearts content.
4. Find someone who will travel the world with me, be that a friend or someone else. 
5. Live in Thailand, Australia, Croatia for some period of time.
6. Travel. Travel. Travel. 

Wither all of this takes place or not I will be sure to let you know. 
But the urge to wander around the world not knowing where I am going next seems a lot more 
appealing than wandering around Ireland feeling that same feeling. 

stress-fully yours,