Thursday, February 10, 2011
Sunday, February 6, 2011
It's a dog's life
Ah Monday already, damn you Father Time! Five more loooong days of work till it's weekend again. Being a working girl is hard! You really take how easy school-life is for granted until you realise how hard it is to have to work five days a week every week. Goodbye long holidays, goodbye skipping boring lectures and going to the pub in the afternoon, goodbye for good! Sure the money is a big plus, but well I do miss having so many holidays and being around friend all the time. College and school really are the best periods in your life probably, there's just so little to worry about. And you're young, and can dream big and you still feel like it can all come true. Not that I'm old or something, 23 is still pretty good, but a lot of people are starting to settle down, in a relationship, moving in together..that sort of thing. Some friends are even married already! Now marriage, although part of my plan for the future, is still a bit too soon for me. I'd like to be in a relationship for a year or two before getting hitched :) with the current divorce rate, I'd like some foundation before taking the plunge. What would be nice is the first step, real relationship and the possibility of living together in the not so distant future. Love is pretty nice to have in your life, makes it more complete. And well I'd like to get out of my parents' house at some point! and less commuting! now that would be a blessing, not to mention the shared rent and other living costs and having someone to come home to and be there for you. Yup that would be a nice first step. But I guess I'll have to wait and see if it happens for me.
If not I guess I could always become the crazy dog-lady. Yup I'm a dogperson. I do like cats too, they're all graceful and adorable, and I love to watch them get themselves into trouble. But I've had dogs all my life and well I feel dogs give you more love, like they'd do anything to get some attention from you. Cats are more the other way around. "Here I am, aren't you glad, now feed me!"
The dogs of the house are currently Annabelle (nicknamed Belly) and Fiona.
This is Belly. She's 12 years old and a scruffy mix of a Fox and a Shnauzer (supposedly, her parents may have been mixed too, as she turned out a bit funny looking :p) She isn't the prettiest dog ever, but she's a real funny and loving dog. We got her when I was 11 years old, so I have a lot of great growing up memories with her. I have lots of funny memories about Belly, and I will never forget. She's a great dog, and I hope she will be around a few more years, mixed breeds are strong and she's healthy except for some artritis. I'd be devastated to lose her, cause she really is one of a kind. Belly is very fond of my dad especially, mostly because he walks her the most :D, she's always extatic when my dad comes home, it's like she hasn't seen him in weeks, whining and crying and jumping.
Some great memories of Belly growing up are:
- One her first day home she slept in my room. She decided to poo right in front of the door. And yes, horror of horrors, the door turns inwards -_-#. Very very gross. I also threw the poo in the bin in the bathroom instead of the toilet, but it was the middle of the night and I was 11, so shh!
- She chewed and destroyed my Leonardi Dicaprio standing poster also in those first nights, sniff, poor Leo
- She ate a whole bowl of olives that was on the coffee table for guests coming
- She had a poo in the couch, and the carpet, when not toilet trained yet.. I must say it was funny to watch mom cleaning it whilst mumbling swear words :D
- she ate a pie that was cooling down in the garage on a closet. She ate half of it, standing on her hind legs against the closet, probably poking her tongue out as far as she could to eat as much as possible from it. When mom went into the garage, she was hiding under the car, tail between legs, looking all guilty, face full of pie. I was so angry to not get to eat pie :p
- We were walking her in a field, off the leash, when she stumbled into a ditch :D Was so funny to see her hopping in the long grass like a kangaroo, and then suddenly freaking out near the sudden edge of the ditch and falling in, poor puppy hihi. Luckily we got her out ok.
- She opened a low cupboard with her nose, found the half kilo of chocolate we got for eater and proceeded to eat all of it. Needless to say she barfed all over the place and didn't eat a thing the next day. Good thing she was ok, chocolate is really bad for dogs, they aren't supposed to eat it.
- She hates baths. When you get out the tub she runs under the table and hides, you should see her sad sad look when all wet in the tub, so funny.
That's just some of the fond memories. Love you little messy Belly!
This is Fiona, our greyhound. She's 8 years old. We got her when she was three from a greyhound rescue foundation. She is originally from Ireland, but in Ireland when the dogs aren't great runners, they are shipped off to some foreign country where the dogs are usually treated with nothing but cruelty. Fiona was sent to Spain. Back then her racing name was 'A day out'. Luckily the racing tracks in Spain are now closed, but the spanish greyhounds, called galgos, are still treated appalingly. I read all about the conditions dogs like Fiona were and still are living in in Spain, and me and mom just had to adopt one as well and help out. The greyhounds are given nothing but mushy bread to eat, totally ruining their teeth, are kept in steel cages on top of each other, living in their own filth. The dogs are often trained by tying them to a car and driving. My own dog experienced this, and now she has a heart doubled in size because of this insane training. The dogs are also abused by the owners. Animal rescue is hardly present in Spain, and many people have little respect for them. Just take the horrible bull fights as another example, just plain torture to me. Even more horrible is when they notice the dogs aren't good enough runners, or hunters (galgos are usually used for those kind of things) they kill them in the most horrible ways. Shooting, burning, staking, hanging them so their paws can just reach the ground, making them suffer for hours. For shame, how can the government not intervene in this. I'm so happy I rescued sweet Fiona. Greyhounds are lovely dogs, the laziest ever, they love to sleep all day long, preferable with paws high up in the air. Never I've seen a dog enjoying naptime so much. They do like a good run, but only once or twice a day, for the rest sleeping is their favourite past-time. They almost never bark and are the dogs least likely to ever bite. They are very sensitive though, harsh training isn't for them, they like doing their own thing, bit like a cat really :) Poor Fiona is terrified of loud noises and goes all shakey when she hears it. Now that a few years have passed she's doing great, not skinny like crazy anymore and less zombie-like. And they're so very soft dogs, fun to pet! Another advantage of greyhounds is that they smell nice, they don't have the dog odour, very handy that. They are very calm too, which might make them seem less attached, but they do like getting cuddles and being pampered. Fiona loves to be covered by blankie, she gives a great big sigh then :) cutie. It's definately a unique dog breed, great for people who want a less overactive jumpy around dog who is happy with one or two walks a day and doesn't bark or smell. Well that's the story of my pets :) Here's some more cute pics for you to aww over, just click for a larger view. Aren't they the cutest!
If not I guess I could always become the crazy dog-lady. Yup I'm a dogperson. I do like cats too, they're all graceful and adorable, and I love to watch them get themselves into trouble. But I've had dogs all my life and well I feel dogs give you more love, like they'd do anything to get some attention from you. Cats are more the other way around. "Here I am, aren't you glad, now feed me!"
The dogs of the house are currently Annabelle (nicknamed Belly) and Fiona.
This is Belly. She's 12 years old and a scruffy mix of a Fox and a Shnauzer (supposedly, her parents may have been mixed too, as she turned out a bit funny looking :p) She isn't the prettiest dog ever, but she's a real funny and loving dog. We got her when I was 11 years old, so I have a lot of great growing up memories with her. I have lots of funny memories about Belly, and I will never forget. She's a great dog, and I hope she will be around a few more years, mixed breeds are strong and she's healthy except for some artritis. I'd be devastated to lose her, cause she really is one of a kind. Belly is very fond of my dad especially, mostly because he walks her the most :D, she's always extatic when my dad comes home, it's like she hasn't seen him in weeks, whining and crying and jumping. Some great memories of Belly growing up are:
- One her first day home she slept in my room. She decided to poo right in front of the door. And yes, horror of horrors, the door turns inwards -_-#. Very very gross. I also threw the poo in the bin in the bathroom instead of the toilet, but it was the middle of the night and I was 11, so shh!
- She chewed and destroyed my Leonardi Dicaprio standing poster also in those first nights, sniff, poor Leo
- She ate a whole bowl of olives that was on the coffee table for guests coming
- She had a poo in the couch, and the carpet, when not toilet trained yet.. I must say it was funny to watch mom cleaning it whilst mumbling swear words :D
- she ate a pie that was cooling down in the garage on a closet. She ate half of it, standing on her hind legs against the closet, probably poking her tongue out as far as she could to eat as much as possible from it. When mom went into the garage, she was hiding under the car, tail between legs, looking all guilty, face full of pie. I was so angry to not get to eat pie :p
- We were walking her in a field, off the leash, when she stumbled into a ditch :D Was so funny to see her hopping in the long grass like a kangaroo, and then suddenly freaking out near the sudden edge of the ditch and falling in, poor puppy hihi. Luckily we got her out ok.
- She opened a low cupboard with her nose, found the half kilo of chocolate we got for eater and proceeded to eat all of it. Needless to say she barfed all over the place and didn't eat a thing the next day. Good thing she was ok, chocolate is really bad for dogs, they aren't supposed to eat it.
- She hates baths. When you get out the tub she runs under the table and hides, you should see her sad sad look when all wet in the tub, so funny.
That's just some of the fond memories. Love you little messy Belly!
This is Fiona, our greyhound. She's 8 years old. We got her when she was three from a greyhound rescue foundation. She is originally from Ireland, but in Ireland when the dogs aren't great runners, they are shipped off to some foreign country where the dogs are usually treated with nothing but cruelty. Fiona was sent to Spain. Back then her racing name was 'A day out'. Luckily the racing tracks in Spain are now closed, but the spanish greyhounds, called galgos, are still treated appalingly. I read all about the conditions dogs like Fiona were and still are living in in Spain, and me and mom just had to adopt one as well and help out. The greyhounds are given nothing but mushy bread to eat, totally ruining their teeth, are kept in steel cages on top of each other, living in their own filth. The dogs are often trained by tying them to a car and driving. My own dog experienced this, and now she has a heart doubled in size because of this insane training. The dogs are also abused by the owners. Animal rescue is hardly present in Spain, and many people have little respect for them. Just take the horrible bull fights as another example, just plain torture to me. Even more horrible is when they notice the dogs aren't good enough runners, or hunters (galgos are usually used for those kind of things) they kill them in the most horrible ways. Shooting, burning, staking, hanging them so their paws can just reach the ground, making them suffer for hours. For shame, how can the government not intervene in this. I'm so happy I rescued sweet Fiona. Greyhounds are lovely dogs, the laziest ever, they love to sleep all day long, preferable with paws high up in the air. Never I've seen a dog enjoying naptime so much. They do like a good run, but only once or twice a day, for the rest sleeping is their favourite past-time. They almost never bark and are the dogs least likely to ever bite. They are very sensitive though, harsh training isn't for them, they like doing their own thing, bit like a cat really :) Poor Fiona is terrified of loud noises and goes all shakey when she hears it. Now that a few years have passed she's doing great, not skinny like crazy anymore and less zombie-like. And they're so very soft dogs, fun to pet! Another advantage of greyhounds is that they smell nice, they don't have the dog odour, very handy that. They are very calm too, which might make them seem less attached, but they do like getting cuddles and being pampered. Fiona loves to be covered by blankie, she gives a great big sigh then :) cutie. It's definately a unique dog breed, great for people who want a less overactive jumpy around dog who is happy with one or two walks a day and doesn't bark or smell. Well that's the story of my pets :) Here's some more cute pics for you to aww over, just click for a larger view. Aren't they the cutest!
Friday, February 4, 2011
Pessimism
Too many days of holidays, total idleness has finally taken a toll on me.
I feel gloomy,miserable, awful,terrible, foolish,dim,dull, angry, annoyed,pissed, irritated, name it, I feel it.
I no longer feel, happy, content, cheery, positive self anymore.Before pessimistic feelings totally take toll on me,I need start doing something, I need to talk to more people, and I need to get back my life,
Its good thing that college is starting in 2days, and I will be back to hostel , back to my room, back to class, back to the routine, that will keep me engaged most of the times and yeah being busy does feel good at times like these.
On the down side,
I will miss mom real bad, the food, everything about home.
But, I can’t take this anymore, I need to do something.
Mostly, I need to be myself, again.
Thursday, February 3, 2011
Train people
Ok I’m back with a less sad post! As I once mentioned I have a very long commute by train every working day. Two hours to get here and two hours back, so four every day! Sometimes I do stay over at my sort of boyfriend ‘s place, which is only half the distance, so that helps break up the week and makes me a lot less tired in the weekend! But sometimes I do have five days in a row of four hours daily on train, which is pretty hellish. By the time I get home I only have two hours to relax before going to bed, which is the worst about the commute really. Numb sitting area is also a downside, but that’s bearable :D Helpful is my pink netbook, filled with films and series, it really makes time go faster. Now, during all these long traintrips I encounter a lot of people. Some people are really a pain in the arse, making your already annoying journey even more annoying. I decided to categorize them ! Most I have encountered many times, but some pain in the arses are really one of a kind.
The loud headphone/earphone type
I’m sure everyone knows this type! Sitting on public transport and having to listen to the usually obnoxious music of someone who is clearly deaf. If you can hear the song several seats away your music is on too loud! People with earphones who do that are really mad, no wonder so many people have tinutis. Have fun hearing peeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep for the rest of your life, idiot.
The who needs headphones type
Possibly worse then the previous one. This person will just listen to music or watch videos without putting on headphones. That way we can all enjoy the usually very soothing music or interesting video you are listening/watching. ..(sarcastic in case you didn’t notice) Really, can you really be that annoying? Are the dozens of evil glares not a hint?
The loud talker type
You can encounter this type anywhere you go, unfortunately almost always women (except on phones, a lot of men also my dad seem to think they need to yell through a phone). Clearly these people have hearing problems and have no idea how loud they are actually talking. I do not care about who is dating who and who you fancy.
The talkative type
Often an old lady, but not always. Not always that annoying, if it’s just an anecdote, but I once had an old lady telling me her entire life on the train, which was a bit awkward. It is however not as annoying as scary not very sane looking man talking to you about weird subjects. I try to just smile and nod when that happens and get out of there as soon as possible.
The possessive paper reader type
Encountered this type just the other day on the train! This lady was reading a paper and as I was not doing anything to entertain myself my eyes wandered to her paper and I couldn’t help but read. A normal person wouldn’t be bothered by this, I was only glancing at the paper, and well I was bored. This lady proceeded in doing various actions to try and prevent me from reading the paper. She sat sideways and turned the paper her way. I glanced at the front page. She lifted up the paper till just under her head, so I couldn’t read along again. Now really, it’s a paper, why so possessive or anti-social, lady! I don’t care if someone stares at my laptop screen when I’m watching something, or reading along a magazine. I’d even lower the magazine so they can read as well just to be nice!
The eager sitter type
Now this person is really annoying. When a train is really not busy and there’s nobody sitting next to me, I’ll just put my bag or purse on the seat next to me, so I can get things out easier. Now this type, when wanting to sit down on that seat, will not even bother asking you to please put down the bag, which I will happily do. I’d do it before asking, but sometimes I’m busy reading or watching and I don’t see them. So instead of asking, this person will just proceed to sit down, on your bag! Squishing all your stuff with their big behind. When you look at them weirdly and say excuse me, you’re sitting on my bag, they’ll just stare at you quizzically as if they did nothing wrong.
The unique ones
The snorer
Also encountered this one a few days ago. I was nearly in Brussels when I suddenly heard the very distinct noise of a very loud rumbly snorer. You should’ve seen everybody’s faces when they heard someone snoring like that. Everyone was shocked and looking around who was the snorer :p It’s a really annoying sound, but I guess he couldn’t really help it, it’s better on the train then in the bed next to you.
The open mouth chewer
This one was really gross. Was sitting opposite this man while he was eating an apple. He was chewing with mouth open, so you could see the whole chewing process going on, and on top of that he was making the annoying smacking noise along with it. When finishing the apple he took some chewing gum. And he chewed it the exact same way as the apple. It was like watching a cow, you couldn’t see what on earth he was chewing on for so long and he kept making the noise, was like watching a mental person. Try sitting in front of that for half an hour, really annoying!
So that’s my list so far! More to come probably. Have you met any annoying people on public transport? Let me know!
Tuesday, February 1, 2011
MY SKY
I love taking pictures of the sky, I don't really know why.
I'm not much of a photographer, but I'm someone who loves the sky.
Thought would share a few with you.
I'm not much of a photographer, but I'm someone who loves the sky.
Thought would share a few with you.
none of these pictures are edited.
PS: I wish I had a better camera :(
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