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For the last week I’ve been sick with Strep Throat and now it seems to have moved into my chest so I’m now sick with a chest infection, everyone in work pretty much thinks I’m a druggy thanks to all the cough syrup, painkillers and throat lozenges I’ve been taking during the day.
I half blame the house party I was at last week in which there was a major blast from the past moment when a bunch of lads I haven’t seen in about 8 years turned up. Literally the next day I felt like I was coming down with something and the only time I came into contact with other people to have caught something was that night and to make it worse I accidentally drank from the wrong glass. The owner of said glass gives me the shivers as he’s probably the sleaziest guys I’ve come across in a long time! I wouldn’t put it past him to have had/have a STD at some point in his life! To make matters worse I had a crush oh him when I was in school, which makes me fearful of my choice in men which is quite clear from past mistakes needs some serious improvement!!!
Anyway it makes me value when I am in full health and has given me the kick to start eating healthy again!
I’ve fallen in love with London all over again. For a while I haven’t considered it as anything amazing as I’ve been there a few times, my moms from London and I don’t know how but it went down my list of places I loved!
Yet that’s all changed thanks to the film Notting Hill. Hugh Grant and Julia Roberts have helped to rekindle my love for the city, so much so I’m looking into flights for a quick trip over for a few days to visit.
I started another blog about travel after a friend recommended I do so.. its slightly more formal than this one.
But anyway heres a post about my trip to Florence, it was great as it allowed me to escape a rut I found myself in, escape my thoughts and I found a new lease on life!
Originally posted on Travel Opens the Mind:
The last few days have been a whirlwind adventure. I arrived in Ancona, Italy to visit my brother who is studying in a near by town and by 9am Saturday morning I was on a train to Florence.
My brother has been studying for the past 5 months in Macerata, Italy, which is a small picturesque town nestled in the mountains of the Marche Provence. I had previously visited with the parents in Italy and we had seen a lot of what the area had to offer, so this time I decided to turn up and demand we go travelling a but! He seemed to welcome the chance to get out of the small town for a bit.
So we set off on Saturday morning at 7.30 to find out our train had been delayed and would not be leaving till 9ish, the joys of rural trains…. After waiting about 45 min a train suddenly pulls up and a large italian man shouts out “the train is here, RUN!”, so in a scene that would probably garner tons of YouTube views we, the Italians included ran or well tried to run with all our luggage to the train! It is something I never wish to repeat! With all that done there was a relatively calm wait for the next train to Bologna, to then catch another train! Our final leg was on a FrecciaRossa from Bologna to Florence which went at 300kph which is an ear popping speed! It was better than any train I had ever been on!
You suck because you made me feel special
You suck because you took that special feeling away
You suck because I wanted you
You suck because you make me miss you
You suck and you admit it, you apologize for it but you still upset me
You suck because you let me “I want you back”, “I wish I made us work”
You suck because you pour your heart out and I can’t hate you for it
You suck because you kissed me and turned me into the other woman
You suck because you made me fall off the wagon, but its not going to happen, no matter how many times you tell me you wish we were still together and that your only with her because it’s the right thing to do for your child. But this time its not happening again, I will forgive but I will NEVER forget!
In the last three days one of my best friends has decided he’s moving to Florida after being made redundant and my brother has moved back to Italy after being home for Christmas. Now I am left with the overwhelming thought that staying at home is worse than actually moving. As someone who has moved country before I know what its like its brilliant once the initial homesickness passes, its much worse getting to watch people live out these amazing lives while being stuck in a thankless job and saving money to quit and travel!
Now I’m trying to fight off the feeling that I’m stuck in a rut not knowing what to do with my life. Its tough to get motivation for life when you don’t have control over what’s going on in life and waiting to find out whether or not I’ve been invited to an interview to one of the hundred or so applications I’ve sent out over the last two months.
Friends and family are off leading exciting lives like I used to do but instead I’m stuck here preparing to go to work in the morning to a job I’m not excited about.
So now I find myself coming to the conclusion that sometimes its worse being left behind than the one taking the scary leap into the unknown world of travel and adventure.
I finally have a day off, its something that is covered to those who have sold their souls to retail! I am one of those people who is suffering in the world of retail, the long hours, crappy pay and aggravated customers who are angry for absolutely NO reason!
Now I have patience a lot of it and customers often comment on my patience with them, their children and their outrageous requests! I don’t mind that at all after all its a job and I’m lucky yo have one… my main issue with the hardships of retail is the after effects! As I sit here writing this I have barely found the energy to move as far as the front garden to collect the post.
The majority of the time retail is enjoyable and I work with one of the best teams I have ever found yet sometimes it is utterly draining. Especially as it is not an area I am truly passionate about like technology, writing, social media or languages!
What I’m trying to say is that on my days off, (which have been rare as of late) are completely void of productivity and passion for life which in itself has been starting to make me sad and tired!
I need something to inject me with passion and motivation on my days off!!
Recently I had a rather thought provoking talk with an ex.
First of all I should highlight my ex has a child aged two, he had this child at twenty and subsequently broke up with the baby mamma but has now gotten back with the mom.
During my talk with the ex he told me to take every opportunity to get out of the country and explore while I can unlike him who is trapped here and can never live abroad. He wanted me to experience everything I can while I can, he also asked me if the contract I’ve been waiting for offered a role abroad would I be gone, my answer “yes, I’d be gone tomorrow.”
His response was ” you have so many more opportunities than I do, you can do so much more than I can, I’m here for life.”
This was a shocking shocking remark on his part and it really hit home, we have been friends since the demise of our relationship it’s been tumultuous, as he has tried to restart it on a number of occasions but I have not given in! During this time he spoke of his want to travel and live abroad, he even had tried to line up a job with a company in America but has since given up it all for his son.
While it’s admirable what he is doing for his son I can’t help but feel bad for the guy, a part of me will always care for him but holy Christ I think I escaped that one! If we had worked out if I had been patient with him, would it have sacrificed my dreams to stay here for him?? It’s a scary thought, since I can remember I’ve wanted to travel the world, experience new cultures.. Now that I’m older I want to share these experiences with someone important and he could never have been involved!