Dear Diary 2008

I have recently come across this file I saved on my computer!!!! I must have written it in Argentina, I cant really rememeber - it was such an amazing thing to find to remind me just how happy I was..(why I have written it in spanglish i dont know!) i could read it over and over! - Will that feeling ever return!?
I miss it dearly!

I have made so many friends here.. every day is a new day and can always bring something new.
Today I went out with the girls… other days I go out with the boys… other days I do my own thing. But I know here that people care and if I’m lonely I can buscar a alguien. Todo incluyen y quieren saber como estoy.. igual que yo quiero saber como van ellos.
Some days I’m a traveller.. others I’m a Cordobesa .. es asi and asi me gusta.
In ‘the loft’ I’m at home..
I can think, I can talk, I can be me. To find this in 3 months on the other side of the world.. que suerte que he tenido.
I can walk down the street and go and see Ruben the washer lady to tell me about her teeth.. the fruit boy or Iris mi abuela nueva de la tienda de ropa para senoras! ...
Como los voy a extrañar.. no quiero que sea como un “sueno” cuando vuelva..
Aca.. tena una vida.. no solo una experiencia... tengo una familia.. amigas de verdad... amigos y conocidos... y los que voy a conocer.. que todavia no conozco.
Aca.. nunca he sentido que es dificil para encontrar a gente... solamente que tengo que salir de la casa y alli estan ...
Que siga con este sentido .. en madrid y todos lados.. y que me vaya mejorando día por día.
Que feliz que sos en tu vida... ahora es el tiempo de reconocerlo.

December 2008 – Argentina

Try before you buy!

So, in april of this year i went skiing to canada with the fam. It was wooonnnderful!

whilst i was there i came upon a little arts studio, so on a blizzardy day when the runs were closed I decided, as a treat i would paint my very own teapot...
here it is...

and i do love it.. but i have got just one slight compaint..it doesnt pour. I literally havent been able to pour it without spillage even once... oh the disappointment.. so currently it lies demoted.. in the shadows of a much more precise breed
try before you buy! - moto for the day!

isn't she pretty!

Life is boring without photos.. so i thought i'd share with you my motivation to work hard!
one day, one day!!.....

Bleakonomics...

So, 4th year of degree, exams are approaching, final year, big stress, courseworked up to my eyeballs.....

and i still have no idea

1) why the hell i'm studying economics ?
2) what even is economics ?


seriously though ... all these sciene, engineering, english, art degrees, they teach you skills or you discover new things... economics.. im really not sure what the hell im learning. definitely nothing relevant to the real world thats for sure.

what is the point, i ask, of studying theories of how firms set wages, or how economies develop or how resources are allocated efficiently within society if, at the end of the day "in the real world it doesn't happen like that"

Well i'm sorry but id rather live in the "real world" and not worry about such irrelevant crap.

"money" doesnt even exist for gods sake...now thats a statement.

rant over... back to my black and white, Times New Roman, font sized 12, 2500 worded, justified margined, black and white boring arse of an essay.

count down until this no longer rules my life

25th June 2009 - MJ dies

the world will always rememeber the day Michael Jackson died, where they were, how they found out, who they were with, and how they felt.

I was in Madrid, with Sophie and Jade, drinking (reluctantly) a 2 euro bottle of sweet wine with fanta limon, when anna text me... (i rely on anna for such information) - it was a shocking and sad moment, the death of a world wide legend and one our generation will never forget. .. one to tell the kids.

He was planning to do a UK tour- there will be so many disappointed yet perhaps unsurprised people.

So, the night ended in Joy, Madrid's most lame and soul destroying club, later met by Katie who was late -due to said incident-(won't be using that excuse again kates.) MJ tributes from worlds worst DJ.

My reaction was to listen to MJ's greatest....may his musical genious be enjoyed forever ..RIP!

Hostess of the Mostess

haciendo turismo!

first the padres.. then the bezzzer.. then the neighbour... 3 weeks almost full of visitors.. inviting outsiders in to my little year abroad world showing them the way i've been living/surviving/working and playing since January in Madrid.

and whilst it was lovely to see everyone it has given me that taste of "company" that i'm now struggling to live without on their departures. Not having to make every decision myself and having someone else except myself to take care of for a while was so refreshing and even though i've got used to and quite enjoy the freedom of doing everything the way I want it done, it was a nice change.

i know when i go back in a few weeks life will be totally different living at home, conflicting attitudes in shared space. hell. but will anything have changed? really? people tell me that i have changed, but i cant see it but then you never do in yourself. To everyone at home I will be the "outsider" coming back into their lives and I'm not sure if i want to do that. I dont want a change in location to mean a change in me, rose that went away nearly a year ago is not going to be the same that comes back, its impossible. So how am i supposed to act going back into the same environment that I left? Obviously i never have truely left it, i'm always upto date with home and friends, but I havent been living it.



nonetheless i'm looking forward to going back and I hope thats not just for the novelty of catching up with people. Its time to concentrate on other areas now. New projects, new beginnings...direction...