Posted in Family, Me Myself and I, My employment status

Heatwaves and Happiness.

Hello! Long time no… type?

Rachland update in 3…2…1….

Ireland, which is where I live, is currently experiencing a heatwave and it’s both great and horrific at the same time. My home town is  paradise in the sun. I live in a coastal area and there’s beaches five minutes away in almost every direction. It’s great… when you want to be out in it. Where it gets a bit shit is at night when you want to sleep but your bedroom is hotter than hell. Seriously, I’m sleeping in a sauna. I woke up with a nasty heat rash this morning and naturally, being the hypochondriac that I am, I informed my Mother that I had Meningitis.

I really shouldn’t complain though, all of Ireland are genuinely terrified that if we speak ill of the weather the sun will leave and we won’t see it again. After all this is the best summer we have had in years. Even if there are talks of water shortages. So seeing as we have warm, dry, sunny days, I have been out doing typical summery things. Barbecues, Beaches, Blisters… Seriously, sunburn hurts.

I’m really enjoying my new job. I actually like what I’m doing. It’s only deli/till assistant work but having my own money again after 8 months of hand-outs from dad (Thanks Papi!) is wonderful! I’ve been meeting up with friends and just be having a generally great summer.

I’m happy right now and I’m going to blog about it. So that was a quick update. I’ll leave you with some of my favourite summer pictures, that I’ve taken so far. Now, where is that Aloe Vera, my arms are on fire!


Slea Head Drive with my Roommates. Got to visit the girls and go sight seeing.


Ventry, Dingle with the roomies


Family barbecue. Auntie made some gorgeous food! Great day


Desserts! Same barbecue. More great food.


Just one of the many local beaches. Beautiful.


Ventry, Dingle


Barbecue set-up.


We made Pimms. It was not nice. Still regretting following the recipe on the bottle. Cucumbers are not nice.


Signing my name on a cliff face in Co. Kerry.


Enjoying the sun while listening to my cousin playing some summery ukulele.


Posted in Family, The 'rents

Damage Control

When I wrote yesterday evening, I was feeling really lonely, so I poured my heart out. It was the only way to get what was weighing me down, off my chest. My room-mate came home a little later on and I felt so much better just talking to her about normal things like what I had missed, gossip wise, from the week I took off.

Unfortunately for me, my Mother reads this blog. I didn’t even know she knew the name. So since I posted, I’ve been inundated with texts, calls and Facebook messages from her. The worst was this morning though. I once again decided that I didn’t want to go in to college today and I slept instead (I’d spent the majority of the night thinking about things). I didn’t want to answer her calls because I didn’t want her to know that I hadn’t gone in. She then rang the Residential Manager of my apartment complex and proceeded to tell her that she was really worried and asked if the RM could check my apartment.

So I awoke to knocking on the door. When I didn’t answer she let her self in and knocked on my bedroom door. I answer only to hear what Mom had done. I assured the RM that I was okay and that I’d text my Mother. I was mortified. Great, now my RM thinks I’m a suicide risk. Thanks Mom!

Don’t worry, I have no desire to end my life, I’m just in an existential crisis and I’m worried about college. So thank you to all my family for the Facebook messages, tweets and texts. It means a lot. I’m just not up for talking. I can’t talk about what’s wrong when I don’t even know myself.

I’m going in to college tomorrow and I’ll hopefully catch up soon.


Thank you for the support.




Posted in Family, The 'rents

Apologies to my family

I want to do a blog post about my first day but on reading my last post again, I realise that I sound very unappreciative of my family and frankly, a bitch.

I love my family to the moon and back and I really do appreciate the fact that they felt they had to give me some sort of a send-off.

In typical Rach family form, we congregated at my house (because I was the one leaving), we had tea and cake and we chatted about everything. My Auntie made a cake that was the best cake of all time. Seriously, it was unreal. We spent the evening talking and joking and it really did calm my nerves.

My Mom and Dad also took time off work to drive me to my new home and help me move in. Not every parent would and I’d really like to thank them.

So thank you to my two aunties, three cousins, my sister and her boyfriend and my parents for caring about me as much as they did. It means so much.

Sorry for being a moody bitch! 😀

First day update to follow soon!

Posted in College, Family, Me Myself and I, The 'rents


It’s half past two in the morning. I’m moving at nine. What should I be doing? Sleeping! What am I doing? Blogging! …duh

Righto, here we go. I’m moving to a new city in the morning, to attend college. Yesterday was a day filled with mixed emotions. My mother is not coping with the fact that her youngest is leaving home. She still hasn’t gotten over the fact that my sister lives an hour and a half away, and even though my sister comes home a lot, it doesn’t stop Mom calling her multiple times everyday, much to my sisters dismay.

So, Mom spent the day worrying and no doubt telling herself that I won’t be able to cope by myself. I’ll be fine Mother! I’m not the kind to stress out but Mom was in melt down mode today and it rubbed off on me. Overwhelming is an understatement.

To be fair, I left packing to the last-minute but, other than that nothing else was wrong. Yeah, try telling that to Mom. My Aunts and cousins were due to call down to say toodlepip before I headed off and the kitchen was a bit of a mess. Naturally, as I hadn’t packed yet, everything wrong with the house was my fault. So along with trying to pack my life in to two suitcases, I had to clean the kitchen and put up with Moms unnecessary minor mental breakdown.

On top of all that I had to answer more questions than somebody would at a press conference about College. “What’s your time-table like?” “When will you be done on friday?” “How far is the bus from your college?” … Eh, I haven’t even moved yet, never mind gone to orientation. I know they mean well but the suggestions got to me too; “You should join this!” “You should go here” “Look up that!” “You could work here in four years!” … Seriously, can I please just move in first, get myself settled and then sort everything else out?

I honestly love my family, but when you’re stressed, unsure, anxious and nervous they can be a little much. Let’s hope my first day away goes better than my last day at home.

I will keep you updated.

P.S. To any family reading, I love ye to bits and I appreciate you were trying to help but the stress got the better of me… don’t hate me 😦

Posted in College, Family, Me Myself and I

New Chapter in Life.

Oh hello, I didn’t see you there! It’s me, your favourite, most inconsistent blogger, Rach. It’s been over two months. Why? I haven’t really had anything to say that seemed blog worthy.

What’s up? Nothing much. I’ve just been working away and chilling for the summer. I just feel like I owe you an update. At this moment in time, I’m typing away in my room, grooving to Mumford and Sons.

I’m waiting for the 20th of this month. It’s the day I find out what I’ll be doing in college. Yeup, I’m gonna try the whole college/university thing again. I really want either Drama or Film and Documentary but I won’t know until Monday. The suspense is killing me! I could also get Arts but I’d rather one of the other two options. I’m hoping it goes my way again this year and that I actually stick it out.

My first choice is “Drama, Theatre and Performance” which I was dead set on earlier on in the year but I’ve been starting to doubt my abilities as an actor as of late. I don’t know why. The thought of performing with people, who were probably more serious about it than I was growing up, is daunting. I’m worried I won’t be good enough.

My second choice is “Film and Documentary”. I’m leaning more towards this. Mainly because of my self-consciousness mentioned above. I’ll be happy with either of these.

I’m also starting to get a little nervous about actually going to college again. Moving away, even though the thought of getting out of the family home is exciting, it’s scaring me. Will I be okay this time? Can I handle it? Will I settle? Will I start feeling like I did last time around? Yikes! Even the thought of going back to full-time education, as in sitting in lectures, handing in assignments, like going back to school is worrying me. After spending almost a year at home and working away at my little part-time job, I’m left wondering, will I be able to get back in to the routine or will I have forgotten what it is to be a student. Am I over-reacting? Panicking, you could say.

I’m all worries. “You’ll be grand sure!” is what I usually get when I voice what’s been bugging me. Will I really be “grand”? I’ll be sure to let you know and I invite you all to join me on the next chapter in my life. I hope I find it better than my last college experience and I hope you find it entertaining. Thank you for sticking by me so far, we’re only just getting started!

See you soon,

Posted in College, Family, Me Myself and I, The 'rents

A day in the life of a Drop-out

Oh hey there! It’s been awhile eh? I thought I’d do a bit of a light-hearted post tonight. While the majority of my friends are studying for and finishing their exams, I will give you a run-through of my daily, college free routine.                                                                                Ladies and Gentlemen, I give you; A day in the life of a drop-out.

Today I woke up at 10am and actually got up around 11am. Stumbled down stairs. Ate a banana for breakfast… because I was too lazy to pour myself a bowl of cereal. Seriously. Shuffled into the sitting room where I proceeded to watch some telly.                          

*Warning: It gets dramatic.* 

But, the television soon grew tiresome and I was forced to trek, all the way up the stairs, to retrieve my laptop, in the hopes that the internet would cure me of my boredom. As I climbed the 15 gruelling steps to my room, I was met by a phone call from my Mother, requesting me to fold the washing(Laundry for you Americans). The thought of folding every item of clothing was a sickening one, but I had to do it, for the sake of my Mother’s sanity.

You see, ever since I persuaded my parents to let me drop out my Mother has been exposed to the true me. My lack of intuition to do my bit around the house, combined with my pure laziness is something she has had to struggle with. But not any more, because I, Rachel Leahy, am a responsible adult… some of the time. Taking my extreme laziness into account, I think it’s okay that I took a break before completing my task.

Back to my day,                                                                                                                                   As I reached the Summit, I wiped the sweat from my brow, collected my laptop and started my descent. I was about 10 steps down when tragedy struck. I’d forgotten the charger. I was going to have to tackle the stairs once again. I thought about aborting my mission and just watching T.V. instead, but all that was on was Jeremy Kyle, and I knew there and then that getting my laptop charger was my only option.

When I reached the couch, after my ordeal was over, I breathed a sigh of relief. Now, on to finding something to watch on the internet. After much deliberation I decided on ’21 Jump Street’ which I thought was hilarious. I sat on the couch for a good hour and a half, chuckling away and only getting up to get some Ice-cream. Once the film ended I knew it was time to tackle the task of the washing.

I decided to wear heels and put on some house music to make it more enjoyable. As I stood there, at three o’clock in the afternoon, in my pyjamas and 4 inch wedges, with music blaring from the radio, I knew that I was living the dream.

I retreated to the sitting room once again, to recover from the physical exertion I’d just been through. Time for another film. ‘Friends with benefits’ this time. Bit too much rom and not enough com for me, but it kept my boredom level low. I spent the rest of the evening chatting with the ‘rents, eating dinner and social networking.

Exhausting or what?

I know what you’re thinking, ‘the poor thing’ and ‘is there a God?”. It’s okay guys, I think I’ll survive if I just take life day by day. I’m a trooper…

Dramatic? This is what happens when all my friends are busy being scholars. Hurry home nerds. I miss you and my Mom misses the days when I used to wear stuff other than pyjamas.

Thank you for reading,

Posted in Family, Me Myself and I, The 'rents

Agricultural Adventure

This weekend has been an enlightening one for my sister and I. It was the first time we’ve ever seen pigs in real life. Not much of a big deal you’d think, but no, we were still excited. Here’s a picture of my sister trying to pet one of the little pigs after first asking our Dad if we can rub them and if they would bite us. “I mean you no harm”… Yes, she actually said that.

Our Mother is from the country. The daughter of a farmer. A “culchie” you might say. Mom, having grown up surrounded by an array of farm animals, was, as you can imagine, a little disappointed by our lack of experience with all things country. After all, it did take us 19 and 22 years respectively to go see piglets in the flesh.

Mom is only now realising the pros and cons of raising two “townies”.

Pro: How easily amused we are. A simple trip up the road to see ‘the bainbhs’ had us behaving like two children going to Disneyland… well, a little less excited, but excited none the less!

Con: My irrational fear of cows. I’m serious. They really do scare me. Mom laughs at me when I express the terror I feel when forced to go for walks in the fields near our home. I’m forever thinking the farmer won’t realise we’re in the field and he’ll bring the cows back in and we won’t get out in time. Hey, I said it was irrational. Although in my defence, I read that around 100 people the world over die from being trampled by cows every year. A truly terrifying statistic! 😉

Anyway, I hope you enjoyed the little taste of the country life as much as we did. I leave you with one last picture. Look at their cute, little, curly tails! Awwwwwwwww!!

I don’t think I’ll be able to eat Pork products ever again!

Posted in College, Family, Me Myself and I, My employment status

Deadbeat blogger

It’s been so long. I’m sorry. I’ve been really busy with work, college applications and just life in general.

I’ve got an audition coming up, that I’m so not prepared for, and I’m stressing out to the maximum.

This is just a post to assure you I’m still here and planning on writing more soon but not until Mid-May.

Thank you as always for reading and supporting!

Posted in Family, Me Myself and I, People are stupid


I said I’d write more and I’ll try a stick to that promise. It’s been over a week, I apologise. I have a few things on my mind but I’m not sure how to go about writing about them. I want to do a sort of serious post. It’s just a topic that’s been on my mind a lot lately. Death.

I know, I know… it’s not really something people like to read about but there’s quite a bit of it around me lately and it’s making me think of my own mortality. I’m not going to become a major hypochondriac now or any thing but it’s just made me think of how sudden death can be.

Recently, a distant relative of mine passed away, only weeks after being diagnosed with a tumour and although I didn’t actually know the person it really hit home. You can be here one day and literally gone the next. I’ve never been the person to think like this but, I don’t know, I’ve just realised I’m not invisible.

Things like cancer scare the shit out of me. Cancer doesn’t discriminate and the fact that it could be anywhere in your body, living there like little lethal squatter, an unwanted lodger, and you don’t even suspect a thing. It’s terrifying.

I don’t want to be too serious, I didn’t start this blog to scare myself and my readers into wrapping themselves up in bubble wrap and never leaving the house. I just wanted to say how thankful I am to be here and healthy, well not totally healthy but I’m okay in the grand scheme of things. I want people, myself included, to live life for today. To stop dwelling in the past and wishing it was the future, because, soon enough it will be the future and what will we have to show for our lives? Plans that didn’t work out?!

We should do what we want to do today. Start that project you wanted to do today. Say what you want to say today. Life isn’t going to wait, while we write-up what we think will happen tomorrow.

“Good things come to those who wait” – a saying many people know and many people live by… screw it, the new saying is “Good things come to those who work for them”. So readers, instead of sitting around today and lying to yourself, saying “I’ll do it later”, get up and do it now! Today is the day… After all, you never know when your time is up.

Posted in Family, Me Myself and I, My employment status, The 'rents

9 days to go!

Short little post today, ’cause I feel bad for not posting in yonks (ages).

Currently listening to some gems of festive goodness on YouTube! Mariah Carey’s ‘All I want for Christmas’ and The Pogues to be precise! I’m off to town to start the Christmas shop in a bit, a little later than usual. I’d normally have the majority of my presents bought, wrapped and placed under the tree by now but I’m trying out this whole more ‘relaxed’ nature this year a.k.a. I’m lazy and poor! haha

Indeed, the moneys tight this year, which I’m not letting get me down! Instead I’m focusing on my family and friends and the basics. So for this Christmas I challenge you to forget about the material things and make some memories … ’cause that’s what I’m doing! 😀

Talk soon,