Wish I was in Ireland Right Now

I love St. Patty’s Day. I love everything about it The music, the drinking; just shamrock everything. One thing on my bucket list is to one year celebrate St. Patty’s Day in Ireland. What I do every year is go on earthcam.com, where it shows live feeds of the infamous Temple Bar. Am I the only one who does this? It’s really cool, and just proves to me even more that I HAVE TO GO. If you decide to watch the live feeds on the cam, you’ll see thousands upon thousands of people dressed head-to-toe in green with a beer in their hand, and you’ll become incredibly jealous that you’re not there in attendance. I’ll be celebrating there one day. I mean, I need to visit Ireland in general. I’m obsessed with the scenery (as seen on Google images), the accents, the pubs, the food; literally everything. I have never physically been there, but I already know that Ireland is where I have to live one day. My fixation on Ireland started when I watched P.S I Love You for the first time. I mean, who wouldn’t want to find their own Gerard Butler one day, where he sings to you with his folky Irish/Scottish accented voice? Okay, I’m getting carried away here, but seriously. Anyway, tonight I’ll be celebrating St. Patty’s Day at a pub, filled with Irish music, and green beer. Yes, green beer. Who could ask for more? Happy St. Patty’s!

Here are my favourite songs that you should immediately add to your St. Patty’s Day Playlist:

  1. The Night Pat Murphy Died- Great Big Sea
  2. Drunken’ Sailor- Irish Rovers
  3. Heave Away- The Fables
  4. Dirtiest Drunk- The Stanfields
  5. Mull River Shuffle- The Rankin Family
  6. Old Black Rum- Great Big Sea
  7. Rare Ould Times- Flogging Molly
  8. Run Runaway- Great Big Sea
  9. Drunken Lullabies- Flogging Molly
  10. Rose Tattoo- Dropkick Murphy’s

If not now, when?

There’s not a second that goes by that I don’t think about traveling the world. Travel is not just an interest; it’s a strong passion of mine. There’s something exhilarating about the idea of flying up in the clouds, and heading to an unfamiliar destination, where when you get there, you’ll explore its hidden gems. I’ve always been into traveling. One dream of mine is to be able to one-day say I’ve touched down in every single country within the world. Now, I know that’s a dream that many have, but I don’t want it to be a dream all my life, I want to make it a reality. The problem is that many dream and hold on to their dreams all their life, but never manifest their dreams into reality. I want to break away from that cycle, and turn my dreams into memories. I want to one day be able to tell my grandchildren that their grandma Paige once climbed Kilimanjaro, crossed the Nile, rode a camel in the desert, bungee jumped in Kenya, snorkeled in the Great Barrier Reef, celebrated St. Patty’s Day in Ireland, etc. You get it. I want to experience everything the world has to offer. This is partially the reason why I’m majoring in International Development, as it’s a degree that will allow me to travel and make memories, rather than sitting at a desk from 9-5, 7 days a week. I want to get a call in the middle of the day with someone telling me that I need to get on a plane in a couple of hours. I live for adventures, and want to live my life spontaneously, rather than live a predictable one. I’m tired of people telling me that I have to hold off on my dreams, as they are “unrealistic,” or that I don’t have the funds to make them happen, which is very true, as I am a typical young, broke college student, but if not now, when? When I’m retired, and too tired to walk for hours off the beaten path? Last night, someone at my work told me that I should travel before “life gets in the way.” Is there a rule out there where you have from 20-25 to travel, and then you’re done. That’s it. No more travelling for you. Well, I want my entire life to be exciting, and to experience as many things as possible. I’ll get a job where it allows me to do what I want to do. It might not pay a lot, but getting to travel is worth a million bucks in my eyes. My goal is to build a life I don’t need a vacation from, and I will make it happen, someway, somehow.

Dear Paige

I’ll be turning twenty-one in a couple of weeks, which is both exciting and terrifying all at the same time. It’s exciting because I’ll finally be able to say I’m legal throughout the whole world. I’m Canadian so I’ve already been legal for two years now, but soon, I’ll have the option to fly to Vegas or whatnot and drink my life away. (Just kidding, but I like that I have the option) It’s also terrifying, as twenty-one is where you are officially considered an ‘adult,’ which comes with many responsibilities. It’s scary how fast time is going by, as it feels like just yesterday I was celebrating my sixteenth birthday. Looking back, I never really lived in the moment. For example, on my sixteenth birthday, I remember being so excited for I was a year closer to turning eighteen and moving away for college, etc. I never accepted the age I was at the time, which I know a lot of people do. We live in a world that consists of planning for the future, and we’re constantly counting down until our next trip, job, ect. With that being said, here are sets of letters to my younger self:

Dear 5 year old Paige,

I know you want to grow up like the bigger kids at your school, but don’t. Life gets so much more complicated as you get older. Right now, the most stressful thing in your life is what outfit to change your Barbie in. Hold on to your imagination, and innocence for as long as possible. Never forget the excitement you feel every time you hear the door opening with your dad walking through after a long day at work. Hold onto these moments, because you’re only a child for so long. Play with your Barbie’s and Polly Pockets, and be proud to hold your mom’s hand in public. Right now, you have no worries. Social media hasn’t entered your world yet, so go outside and play in the sand box. Go on, build a sand castle.

Dear 10 year old Paige,

At this point, you’re slowly starting to get embarrassed by your parent’s presence in public. Please just stop. No one cares if you’re with your mom or not. You have to remember that although you’re getting older, your parents are too. So, hold their hands as much as possible. Hug them. Kiss them. Tell them you love them. When you’re older, you’ll regret this, as you’ll eventually move out, and will miss them terribly.

Dear 16 year old Paige,

I know you’re trying so hard to fit in with the “popular” crowd, but ask yourself why? Those girls that you so badly want to be like are awful. They aren’t real friends, so don’t even bother trying to fit in and be something you’re not. You already have a group of friends who love you for you, and that’s enough. You so badly want to grow up & move out, but when that time comes, you’ll wish you were sixteen all over again. You dream about your prom dress every day, and are so excited to have the perfect dress. You know what? Prom, for you, was overrated and it wasn’t all that cut out to be, so have fun being a sixteen year old. As far as drinking, you so badly want to drink, but remember, alcohol will always be there. You have your whole life to have drunken nights, but at this point, you’re sixteen. There really is no rush and vodka really isn’t that great. Last but not least, as far as wanting a boyfriend, hold off on that. Boys make everything more complicated.

Dear 18 year old Paige,

You’re incredibly stressed for your future, and getting accepted to University, but don’t stress too much. Enjoy the last year with your high school classmates because chances are that’ll be the last year you’ll ever see most of them. Also, don’t even consider buying tequila. It’ll be good for one night, but will haunt you for a lifetime. Last but not least, hold on to your innocence for as long as possible. Be silly. Be weird. Be you.

Dear future Paige,

I know you’re a dreamer, and a planner, but try to live in the moment. You don’t need to constantly have something planned to be happy. You have one year left of university, and then it’s into the real world, so hold onto these moments for as long as possible. Day drink with your friends just for the hell of it, eat as much pizza as you want, and binge-watch countless episodes of Gilmore Girls on Netflix. Right now, you have the time, the energy, and the ability to do these things. When university ends, you can potentially be working a 9-5 job, and will be too tired to go out and ‘party’ like in your younger days. They say these are the best 4 years of your life, and if that’s true, then you better live that last year up! However, work hard at school. You want that perfect job in the end? Well, it’s certainly not going to be handed to you. You got to work at it & I know you can do it and that you can reach your wildest dreams.

I can now finally understand why Peter Pan never wanted to grow up.

Holiday in the Sun

I decided last minute that I needed a break from the Canadian cold. I mean, 8 blizzards in a row was a good indicator to get the hell out. So, I decided to go visit my family in Florida, which was the best decision ever! Now, it most definitely wasn’t your stereotypical MTV kind of spring break, but that was okay, as I got to go home with my dignity this time. The week was filled with many beach & pool days, and consisted of several hours driving around ritzy neighbourhoods of the rich and famous. Am I the only one who does this for fun? I got to see some incredible houses, cars, and some yachts. As well, for a slight second, I felt like I was living that lifestyle, and then quickly came back to reality, where I’d go broke if I were to buy a McFlurry. Anyhow, I had a blast, and soaked up every last drop of the infamous Florida sun. I’m also pretty proud of myself that I didn’t end the trip looking like a fried lobster. I’m back home in Canada now, where I’m surrounded by snow, ice, and more snow. Also, it’s always fun to go outside and to not be able to feel your face. However, I’m grateful that I was able to get away from the cold for a week. But, can someone please take me back, like, now?

I never get tired of taking pictures of palm trees. Every time I go down South, there’s usually a thousand pictures in my camera roll of the same tree.Had lunch at this gorgeous hotel (Bitmore Hotel).  The sunsets were breathtaking.

Procrastinating Queen

I’m the queen when it comes to procrastinating. I’m the kind of girl that functions best when the clock is ticking and when there are only a couple of hours left until the deadline strikes. I don’t understand how people can finish something weeks in advance. I need a sufficient amount of anxiety and adrenaline within me to get the task done; it’s what drives me to do better. In fact, I’m procrastinating now.

Everything I’ve Accomplished Today:

  1. Planned out my imaginary wedding on Pinterest.
  2. Skyped with my grandma.
  3. Constantly checking Facebook, Twitter, Instagram every two minutes.
  4. Checked to see if I still remember the password to my Club Penguin account from middle school. I don’t.
  5. Danced to the whole soundtrack of Mamma Mia.
  6. Took a 30 minute nap only to wake up more tired and less motivated.
  7. Made some homemade chicken noodle soup. I can’t even cook.
  8. Watched a documentary about whales on Netflix.
  9. House hunted for when I move to Europe. (3 years from now)
  10. Currently eating Nutella by the spoonful.
  11. Drowning myself with caramel macchiato’s.
  12. Writing this blog.

So, do I win a prize or something with my procrastinating skills? I’ve done countless all-nighters, and have given myself an immense amount of stress within my life. I always tell myself, “Paige, start much earlier next time.” But you know what? I’m just going to do the same thing over and over and over again. I’m a procrastinator and that’s just how I function. So, I better go and start my essay now, after I watch a couple episodes of Friends first, of course.

Hot Mess

I’m at the point in my life where half of my friends are in serious relationships, while the other half wake up every Sunday with their dignity lost & Cheetos crumbs in their hair. I’m that other half. I’ve never really had a serious relationship, I mean, does wine count? However, in retrospect, I am still very young, and haven’t even graduated from university yet, so I have all the time in the world to find someone. But, it really doesn’t help that when every time I go back home, my whole family asks that one, brutal, cringe-worthy question, “So Paige, any men in your life?” No. The answer is NO. How can I possibly find a guy when every weekend I do the full dance routine to Beyonce’s ‘Single Ladies’ in the bar, with a beer in one hand, and a cheese stick in the other. When I’m not doing that, I’m doing schoolwork, which really means I’m eating Mr. Noodles, while binge-watching Netflix, and dreaming of my future British boyfriend. Okay you get it; my life is a hot mess. Here I am stuck in a small town, while many of my friends are exploring the world and constantly posting pictures to Instagram with captions such as, “Wanderlust,” or “I’ve caught the travel bug.”


However, I shouldn’t be complaining as I am doing some traveling this summer, and get to work in the Hamptons for two months. Am I excited? Boy am I ever. Not only do I get to work there, but I also get to work with my high school best friend. We already have our bucket list figured out, and I can assure you that we will be one of those annoying Instagram followers. Do you know the kind of books that you read where the main character does so much within a short period of time, falls in love, and her whole life drastically changes for the better within a blink of an eye? Well, I want my summer to be like a good, cheesy book. I’ll be lying on the beach, and some guy accidentally throws a ball in my direction & hits me. He comes over and apologizes profusely, our eyes meet, and it’s love at first sight. A girl can dream, right?