Today… is my first day back at work… after my holiday in Barbados. And those words… were not easy for me to write… without my lip quivering.
I loved it there. I belong there. It was beautiful. The people were so polite, the weather was lovely (apart from the few times it rained, but it is rainy season, so we were lucky it only rained the few times it did) and they know how to party HARD! We did the party-through-till-daylight-then-no-sleep-that-day thing, and it was difficult. I’m clearly not as young as I think I am/used to be. As a result of serious fatigue, I damaged my camera by leaving it in a pool of apple juice in my handbag (don’t ask), and therefore my photos for the last few days are very sporadic, to say the least. I have blank spaces where Carnival and Boat Party activity should be. But I won’t fret, because the others got some good photos, so I’ll just right click on them when they put them on good ole Facebook.
We stayed in a lovely apartment in Dover, Christchurch, which is basically the area close to most things, but also the more expensive area, because it is where the tourists go. Of course with the British Pound being as strong as it is, we didn’t feel the expense too much. That sounds so boastful doesn’t it? But it’s true. We also had a supermarket next door, which was the most convenient thing ever, the beach right across the road, various restaurants along the road, and taxis practically at our beck-and-call. The taxi drivers really know their country. They literally double as tour guides, and it’s so impressive. It was the life I tell you.
Being in the Caribbean you know that rum was at our fingertips. And we feasted on it! As soon as we’d finish breakfast, we could have a tipple before going out for the day, and because we weren’t going to work, we didn’t need to feel guilty about it! “I feel tipsy – so what?!” I brought quite a few bottles home with me… for the family of course… and… you know… social gatherings I may have… and the like… Leave me alone, I'm not an alkie!
The only thing we thought would be slightly tricky was finding out what events were happening where and when, but fortunately for us Salop’s friend Dom took very good care of us. He was literally a Bajan “It Boy”. Everywhere we went it seemed he knew everyone! He practically had our social agenda mapped out for us, and even if he wasn’t going out on a particular night, we had people there who had also come from London and knew what was going on, because they are what can only be described as veteran Barbados holidaymakers. Some of the things we did were: Carnival (of course); a tour of the island (with a taxi driver as our tour guide, naturally) where we visited a historical cave; a Boat Party on the Harbour Master Boat – and I went snorkelling during that party! I can’t believe I did it, but I had to just to say I have. I was SO scared, because I can’t swim, but luckily there was a really nice lady who held my had for most of the time, and when she let go, I was given a float by another guy. I’m not ashamed to say it – I’M 30 YEARS OLD AND I NEEDED A FLOAT.
I definitely, without-a-doubt, want to go back there again. It was a good group of people I went with, no drama, no arguements, exactly how it should be. Hopefully they'll want to return too. Now I'm going to wallow in the withdrawal I'm experiencing, so please give me some time...
Monday, 11 August 2008
Friday, 25 July 2008
Caribbean Girl
Dear Anyone,
I’m beside myself with excitement! Today is my last day at work for two weeks, because on Tuesday I’m off to Barbados! I CAN’T WAIT!! I’m going with SP and her boyfriend Salop (formerly known as Birthday Boy), my friend Minx and my cousin Mute. It’s partly for SP’s 30th birthday (which will be after we get back) but mostly for the Barbados Carnival. I’m sooooo excited. It has come around quickly though – we’ve been talking about it since the beginning of the year, and we already only have four days to go!
We will be staying in an apartment (don’t you know) and apparently it is located right in the middle of everything, so we will be walking distance to everywhere we go. I’m giddy just sitting here writing to you! So far, the events we have lined up are the Carnival and a Boat Party. I can not wait. Everyone I have spoken to who have been to Barbados say that we’re going to have so much fun. I don’t want to get ahead of myself, but I can’t stop thinking about it.
If you know me you’ll know that I haven’t packed yet. Being the broke person I am, I still need the clothes I’ll be packing, or else I’ll be walking around in my birthday suit, and well… I wouldn’t want to get arrested or make the rest of you jealous now, would I? I still have a few things to buy, like swimwear. I still have the same swimwear I bought for our holiday in Miami four years ago, and I’ll be damned if you see me sporting all of the same costumes I did back then. Take note of what I said: I said ‘all of the same costumes,’ meaning a couple of them will be repeats, but at least two won’t be.
So that’s what I will be doing tomorrow – shopping (as broke as I am). I can’t spend much though, because I don’t get paid until the day we leave, which also affects when I can change my currency. But I will absolutely keep you posted on our antics during the holiday. See ya!
I’m beside myself with excitement! Today is my last day at work for two weeks, because on Tuesday I’m off to Barbados! I CAN’T WAIT!! I’m going with SP and her boyfriend Salop (formerly known as Birthday Boy), my friend Minx and my cousin Mute. It’s partly for SP’s 30th birthday (which will be after we get back) but mostly for the Barbados Carnival. I’m sooooo excited. It has come around quickly though – we’ve been talking about it since the beginning of the year, and we already only have four days to go!
We will be staying in an apartment (don’t you know) and apparently it is located right in the middle of everything, so we will be walking distance to everywhere we go. I’m giddy just sitting here writing to you! So far, the events we have lined up are the Carnival and a Boat Party. I can not wait. Everyone I have spoken to who have been to Barbados say that we’re going to have so much fun. I don’t want to get ahead of myself, but I can’t stop thinking about it.
If you know me you’ll know that I haven’t packed yet. Being the broke person I am, I still need the clothes I’ll be packing, or else I’ll be walking around in my birthday suit, and well… I wouldn’t want to get arrested or make the rest of you jealous now, would I? I still have a few things to buy, like swimwear. I still have the same swimwear I bought for our holiday in Miami four years ago, and I’ll be damned if you see me sporting all of the same costumes I did back then. Take note of what I said: I said ‘all of the same costumes,’ meaning a couple of them will be repeats, but at least two won’t be.
So that’s what I will be doing tomorrow – shopping (as broke as I am). I can’t spend much though, because I don’t get paid until the day we leave, which also affects when I can change my currency. But I will absolutely keep you posted on our antics during the holiday. See ya!
Tuesday, 15 July 2008
I Need Me Another Jobby-Job III
Dear Anyone,
Recruitment agencies are a stupid, useless waste of money! How is it that I emailed my CV to an agency, and within 15 minutes I receive a reply saying that they can't help me, but "thank you for your interest in this post." I didn't apply for a post! So obviously my CV wasn't even looked over. If you say you provide work in Media & Events, and I say I'm looking for work in Media or Events, where is the problem? Which part of that do they not understand?
To be honest with you I really do not want to apply for work through an agency, because I think they are a con. They advertise false jobs just for the sake of getting people on their books. I think I've said this to you before, and so if I'm repeating myself that just goes to show how much I believe that.
I have sent my CV to three agencies and had literally the same response. Is that the in-thing now? Reject it straight-away using the standard template email. If it is, then I think I’m looking for work in the wrong industry, because clearly Recruitment Consultants have it easy.
At my current workplace there are a lot of changes and cut-backs taking place, which will ultimately result in me being unhappier, so I NEED to get out. I have given myself a deadline of September, partly because that is when the changes take effect, and mostly because I only have four days annual holiday left, so I won’t have enough time to travel at Christmas like I want to. Or shall I say – have to.
Another problem I have is coming up with ideas. I’m not much of an ideas person. I’m more the type that can expand on an idea once it has initially been thought up. A couple of the journalism vacancies I have come across are perfect, but they require ideas for headlines and articles, and I’m having a bit of a problem thinking up relevant stories. I think I’ll ask RG – she’s very, very good with ideas. She was born to be in the media, as much as she gets irritated with it sometimes.
So I’m going to go home and seriously think up possible stories for the two vacancies I’ve come across. I’ll keep you posted…
Recruitment agencies are a stupid, useless waste of money! How is it that I emailed my CV to an agency, and within 15 minutes I receive a reply saying that they can't help me, but "thank you for your interest in this post." I didn't apply for a post! So obviously my CV wasn't even looked over. If you say you provide work in Media & Events, and I say I'm looking for work in Media or Events, where is the problem? Which part of that do they not understand?
To be honest with you I really do not want to apply for work through an agency, because I think they are a con. They advertise false jobs just for the sake of getting people on their books. I think I've said this to you before, and so if I'm repeating myself that just goes to show how much I believe that.
I have sent my CV to three agencies and had literally the same response. Is that the in-thing now? Reject it straight-away using the standard template email. If it is, then I think I’m looking for work in the wrong industry, because clearly Recruitment Consultants have it easy.
At my current workplace there are a lot of changes and cut-backs taking place, which will ultimately result in me being unhappier, so I NEED to get out. I have given myself a deadline of September, partly because that is when the changes take effect, and mostly because I only have four days annual holiday left, so I won’t have enough time to travel at Christmas like I want to. Or shall I say – have to.
Another problem I have is coming up with ideas. I’m not much of an ideas person. I’m more the type that can expand on an idea once it has initially been thought up. A couple of the journalism vacancies I have come across are perfect, but they require ideas for headlines and articles, and I’m having a bit of a problem thinking up relevant stories. I think I’ll ask RG – she’s very, very good with ideas. She was born to be in the media, as much as she gets irritated with it sometimes.
So I’m going to go home and seriously think up possible stories for the two vacancies I’ve come across. I’ll keep you posted…
Tuesday, 8 July 2008
I Need Me Another Jobby-Job II
Dear Anyone,
Today I applied for a job that I have applied for three times before. I’m wondering whether it’s best I just take a hint, or if it’s better to practise the theory of ‘if at first you don’t succeed, try and try again?’
It is a Media Relations Assistant position with Comic Relief, and the crazy thing is that it’s in my area - geographically. It would take me literally ten minutes to get to work! I could walk there… if I was feeling fit and didn’t mind turning up looking like Sweaty Betty.
The job spec is everything I have already done in my 'career' so far, and I know I can do it well enough to impress them. I really want this job!! They say on their website that "due to limited resources" if you don't hear from them within the next three weeks, you haven't been successful. Twenty days to go...
Today I applied for a job that I have applied for three times before. I’m wondering whether it’s best I just take a hint, or if it’s better to practise the theory of ‘if at first you don’t succeed, try and try again?’
It is a Media Relations Assistant position with Comic Relief, and the crazy thing is that it’s in my area - geographically. It would take me literally ten minutes to get to work! I could walk there… if I was feeling fit and didn’t mind turning up looking like Sweaty Betty.
The job spec is everything I have already done in my 'career' so far, and I know I can do it well enough to impress them. I really want this job!! They say on their website that "due to limited resources" if you don't hear from them within the next three weeks, you haven't been successful. Twenty days to go...
Monday, 30 June 2008
Another One Bites The Dust
Dear Anyone,
You know what? I think I should pack my things, leave home, and move into Square One, because I find myself coming back here frequently. I obviously like it here. No matter what happens to me, somehow I always end up popping in to see what's going on in Square One.
Once again I’m talking about men. Muscle in particular. I spoke to him last night, and got the gist on what is going on with us. Basically nothing. I have finally asked him what I’ve wanted to know for a while, and well, it’s kind of what I was expecting to hear, even though a part of me (actually a lot of me) was hoping he’d prove me wrong. He told me that due to recent circumstances that have allowed him to re-evaluate his life; a relationship isn’t what he’s looking for right now. He wants to have fun, travel and discover who he really is. I think the reason I already knew what the answer would be, is because when we spoke via emails last week and I asked him when he would see my new hairstyle in person, he said that he doesn’t know, because he doesn’t know when he will be in my area next. That cemented it for me really, because ordinarily if you wanted to see someone, you wouldn’t need a reason to go, you’d just go. He told me that I’m a lovely, lovely, sexy woman and I shouldn’t change that, but he doesn’t want to end up hurting me, and he wanted to make sure that we’re still cool. Of course we are. I’m not even angry with him, because he was so polite and articulate with it, and I definitely don’t think he’s making excuses – I believe him. I’m just wondering whether he would have told me if I hadn’t asked... and how long he's known that he wasn't interested anymore...
I was fine with it last night, to be honest. I wasn’t shell-shocked or anything. We were on the phone for just over an hour and a half, and it was cool. But it’s been on my mind all day today, and I’ve been feeling quite crap really. It’s natural with me though, that’s what I do. I'm not angry, I'm a little bit upset, but mainly disappointed, because as you know, I thought I'd met someone very promising. And I think my negative energy today has spread, because I’ve developed a hole in my trousers that has grown during the course of the day, and I’ve lost my work pass. I’ve been feeling really pissy all day.
I can’t help but wonder: if I’m so lovely, why do I keep attracting the same situations? It’s always the “it’s not you, it’s me type” things, and I’m a little tired of it. It makes me think that maybe I shouldn’t go for what I want. Maybe I should go for the opposite. Maybe that’s what God wants for me. First it was Boy Wonder, then Muscle. Boy Wonder told me a similar thing a couple of weeks ago when I asked why he hadn’t used my number; he wants to focus on his studies, and he’s not in the right place. I haven't even really thought about it for ages. I kept my promise - he didn't call, so I no longer harped on it. SP reckons that all this means is that 'He' (the guy I'm seeking) is coming really soon, because I've met some who seem to fit the bill, but for whatever reason it hasn't worked out. I don't know man. I kinda disagree. It rather feels like someone is dangling carrots, and having fun watching me jump up and down like an Ass trying to catch them. Sometimes I think that guys build up this image of relationships as though they are the worst, most time-consuming things they could ever imagine entering into. All I say is good luck to them.
So here I am. Back in this square called ‘One’. But it’s ok; I bear no ill-feelings toward Muscle at all. I really like him, he's a lovely guy, and I truly hope he finds what he’s looking for that will make him happy, but it obviously ain't me.
You know what? I think I should pack my things, leave home, and move into Square One, because I find myself coming back here frequently. I obviously like it here. No matter what happens to me, somehow I always end up popping in to see what's going on in Square One.
Once again I’m talking about men. Muscle in particular. I spoke to him last night, and got the gist on what is going on with us. Basically nothing. I have finally asked him what I’ve wanted to know for a while, and well, it’s kind of what I was expecting to hear, even though a part of me (actually a lot of me) was hoping he’d prove me wrong. He told me that due to recent circumstances that have allowed him to re-evaluate his life; a relationship isn’t what he’s looking for right now. He wants to have fun, travel and discover who he really is. I think the reason I already knew what the answer would be, is because when we spoke via emails last week and I asked him when he would see my new hairstyle in person, he said that he doesn’t know, because he doesn’t know when he will be in my area next. That cemented it for me really, because ordinarily if you wanted to see someone, you wouldn’t need a reason to go, you’d just go. He told me that I’m a lovely, lovely, sexy woman and I shouldn’t change that, but he doesn’t want to end up hurting me, and he wanted to make sure that we’re still cool. Of course we are. I’m not even angry with him, because he was so polite and articulate with it, and I definitely don’t think he’s making excuses – I believe him. I’m just wondering whether he would have told me if I hadn’t asked... and how long he's known that he wasn't interested anymore...
I was fine with it last night, to be honest. I wasn’t shell-shocked or anything. We were on the phone for just over an hour and a half, and it was cool. But it’s been on my mind all day today, and I’ve been feeling quite crap really. It’s natural with me though, that’s what I do. I'm not angry, I'm a little bit upset, but mainly disappointed, because as you know, I thought I'd met someone very promising. And I think my negative energy today has spread, because I’ve developed a hole in my trousers that has grown during the course of the day, and I’ve lost my work pass. I’ve been feeling really pissy all day.
I can’t help but wonder: if I’m so lovely, why do I keep attracting the same situations? It’s always the “it’s not you, it’s me type” things, and I’m a little tired of it. It makes me think that maybe I shouldn’t go for what I want. Maybe I should go for the opposite. Maybe that’s what God wants for me. First it was Boy Wonder, then Muscle. Boy Wonder told me a similar thing a couple of weeks ago when I asked why he hadn’t used my number; he wants to focus on his studies, and he’s not in the right place. I haven't even really thought about it for ages. I kept my promise - he didn't call, so I no longer harped on it. SP reckons that all this means is that 'He' (the guy I'm seeking) is coming really soon, because I've met some who seem to fit the bill, but for whatever reason it hasn't worked out. I don't know man. I kinda disagree. It rather feels like someone is dangling carrots, and having fun watching me jump up and down like an Ass trying to catch them. Sometimes I think that guys build up this image of relationships as though they are the worst, most time-consuming things they could ever imagine entering into. All I say is good luck to them.
So here I am. Back in this square called ‘One’. But it’s ok; I bear no ill-feelings toward Muscle at all. I really like him, he's a lovely guy, and I truly hope he finds what he’s looking for that will make him happy, but it obviously ain't me.
Wednesday, 18 June 2008
Where was Waldo?
Dear Anyone,
I spoke to Muscle last night for the first time in about a week and a half. He’d disappeared!! Well not literally… But I hadn’t heard from him the whole time, and at first I thought it was because he was as busy as ever, so I didn’t think too much of it. But when it went past a week, I kind of started to think… things. You know me. I thought maybe he wasn’t interested anymore, or I had offended him somehow, you know – the usual! I tried calling him two days ago, and there was a message saying that calls can not be connected, so my last resort was to send him a message via good ole Facebook. And he replied pretty much straight away, which was a relief. He said that he’s been going through some personal things – the kind of things that make you re-evaluate your life and what you want out of it, but he said he knows he should have told me before. He also said that he has been thinking of me, which is nice, but then I shouldn’t really get too happy, because it depends on what he was thinking, which might not be nice, considering he’s thinking about what he does and doesn’t want in life.
We spoke on the phone later in the evening (he gave me an alternative number to call), and it was nice to hear his voice. I know he was tired as hell though, even though he kept denying it. I don’t know when I’ll speak to him again, or even see him. I haven’t seen him since he spent the night at my house, and that was nearly a month ago! I don’t know. I’ll just have to hang back and see what happens. I know (and you know) what I’d like, but he says he doesn’t, so there’s nothing I can do for now really, is there?
I spoke to Muscle last night for the first time in about a week and a half. He’d disappeared!! Well not literally… But I hadn’t heard from him the whole time, and at first I thought it was because he was as busy as ever, so I didn’t think too much of it. But when it went past a week, I kind of started to think… things. You know me. I thought maybe he wasn’t interested anymore, or I had offended him somehow, you know – the usual! I tried calling him two days ago, and there was a message saying that calls can not be connected, so my last resort was to send him a message via good ole Facebook. And he replied pretty much straight away, which was a relief. He said that he’s been going through some personal things – the kind of things that make you re-evaluate your life and what you want out of it, but he said he knows he should have told me before. He also said that he has been thinking of me, which is nice, but then I shouldn’t really get too happy, because it depends on what he was thinking, which might not be nice, considering he’s thinking about what he does and doesn’t want in life.
We spoke on the phone later in the evening (he gave me an alternative number to call), and it was nice to hear his voice. I know he was tired as hell though, even though he kept denying it. I don’t know when I’ll speak to him again, or even see him. I haven’t seen him since he spent the night at my house, and that was nearly a month ago! I don’t know. I’ll just have to hang back and see what happens. I know (and you know) what I’d like, but he says he doesn’t, so there’s nothing I can do for now really, is there?
Friday, 6 June 2008
Hair Yesterday, Gone Today
Dear Anyone,
I have made an attempt at revamping my ‘image’ and I went for the snip yesterday. Nope - not a vasectomy, I had my hair cut short. I quite like it too! It wasn’t exactly what was in the photo I took to the salon with me, but it’s still cool. My cousin Wonder came too and got hers done, but she was about 90% pleased with it. Strangely enough, my hair ended up looking exactly the way she wanted hers, and hers looked the way my second choice was. I hope it won’t take too much maintenance, because that’s exactly what I’m trying to avoid.
So let’s think of it as me cutting my previous problems away with my hair. Hopefully a new look means new opportunities – especially job-wise!
I have made an attempt at revamping my ‘image’ and I went for the snip yesterday. Nope - not a vasectomy, I had my hair cut short. I quite like it too! It wasn’t exactly what was in the photo I took to the salon with me, but it’s still cool. My cousin Wonder came too and got hers done, but she was about 90% pleased with it. Strangely enough, my hair ended up looking exactly the way she wanted hers, and hers looked the way my second choice was. I hope it won’t take too much maintenance, because that’s exactly what I’m trying to avoid.
So let’s think of it as me cutting my previous problems away with my hair. Hopefully a new look means new opportunities – especially job-wise!
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