Ireland

I finally decided what my life goal is. Well not so much decided. I’ve thought about it for months now, years even. So I guess I finally persuaded myself to confirm it? I don’t know the right words.
It won’t happen for years to come yet of course, I need to finish schooling then look for a full time job so I can save up the money. But in short, I want to move to Ireland. Go live in Dublin, Cork or Galway.

I have soo many reasons to do it too.

Firstly my heritage. I’ve known of my Irish routs since before I could remember and I’ve always been fascinated in them and naturally I’ve always wanted to see the land. In actual fact so does mum and my Aunty Kara. I sort of had hopes the three of us could spend a week in Ireland to celebrate my 21st (in a good 3 more years time), but I really don’t see that happening considering everyone’s economical status, no matter how much I wish we could.

Secondly I want to go to escape and discover myself. I want to make a life there and leave this one behind. I’ve gone through more shit in 17 years than most people do in 40, 50 even. Of course I haven’t been in any wars but life has been pretty shit. And my nearest and dearest don’t seem to hesitate to tell me I’m strong for still pulling through everything that gets dumped on me. It’s unfair and I’ve hated myself so much for so long. I’ve wanted to take my life, and I’ve tried countless times. And now, today, I know that instead of taking it, I need to make it. And I want to do that in Ireland, where I can meet new people, and leave the old me behind. Of course I’ll keep in contact with friends and family back here in NZ, and I’ll visit frequently. Heck if I have the money I may even fly someone(s) over.

Thirdly the people. I have never met a single person who’s known the Irish to be anything less than friendly. I know there will be the odd person who frightens you or pisses you off, that’s only natural. But all round they are generally a bundle nicer then kiwi’s. No offence but we do have our issues. Our men are arrogant and pumped with testosterone and our females are nasty bitches who wouldn’t think twice before LITERALLY stabbing you in the back. Of course, you’re safe... providing you never do wrong by them. I hate pretty much everyone I go to school with alone, let alone all the others that get thrown in. It’s one of the reasons why I have so very few people I consider friends.

My forth point is the fact that Ireland is well known for its economic stability. So much better than New Zealand as is and I could really benefit from that.