Monday 21 July 2014

Hindsight...

It is a year since my last post, give or take two weeks.
I have continued along the same career path and am hopefully just six or so months away from my qualification.
(Bring me that diploma)
Sadly the relationship I spoke of before only lasted a further six months and was then terminated.
I discovered that obtaining my diploma was more important than maintaining my relationship which had fallen on rough ground.
A choice had to be made and in that situation I found that really, there was no real choice to make.
If you are friends with two people and one of them makes you make a choice, they are not your friend, therefore you choose the friend who did not make you choose.
The same goes for my man and my work.
One must accept the other to achieve a balance.
So for the last six months I have been a free agent and I had forgotten how complicated that could be.
Everyone around me is getting married and having babies and I'm here experimenting with different approaches to dating.
I have to admit, I'm not an advocate for online dating and it's not something I'm doing for results.
But curiosity got the better of me and I just had to give it a shot.
So far I have ascertained that the majority of the male species within my chosen age range, 23 - 33, are only out for one thing.
The males within this denomination seem to think that to achieve their ultimate goal, the best course of action is to send girls photos of their genitalia.
On enquiry, none of them have been able to claim this method successful.
So has the internet eradicated romance?
I have faith that it still exists but maybe it's just not possible online.
Either way, it's fascinating.
The opening lines and attempts at smooth chat.
Is it any wonder that people have a messed up ideal when the examples followed are television soaps, "reality" television and computer games.
There is hope however.
Hope that there is somebody out there for each and every one of us.
Hope that romance is alive and coming to find me.
Hope that there are girls out there who do fall in love with a photo of an erect penis.

The Rules of Arrangement

At some point in their lives, most people will have what I like to call an “arrangement”.
This is where two single adults use each other in a consensual manor for sexual gain.
But if the rules are not set from the beginning or if they’re unclear, the game can get a little difficult. 
-When selecting a team mate, one must seek a player with equal expectations.
-I find that it is wise to choose someone with whom you have had previous encounters as this guarantees satisfaction for both parties.
-Ideally, they will be in a similar position in life and neither candidate will have any suitcases open at the time of selection. All baggage should be locked away in storage I.e. no angry ex’s to ruin the fun.
 -Although an “arrangement” is not a relationship in the regular sense of the word, it is a relationship of sorts. Therefore trust is required for it to be successful. 
-Further to trusting each other, you need to know how many other players there are. Is this an exclusive deal? Or is your partner playing on different boards? 

-When entering into an “arrangement” you need someone who, for this purpose, will be your partner, not your opponent.

Sunday 7 July 2013

Dinner with friends

Last night I went out for a meal with two girlfriends from school.
We have vaguely kept in touch since we left the institution that was high school six years ago but rarely get the time to meet as we all work crazy shifts and one of the girls travels quite a lot with her job.
As we sat in the beer garden in the fading sunshine sipping our Pepsi's, (one of us driving, one had already been drinking and the other hungover), we began to put the world to rights as only a group of women can do!
One of the points of focus was how far we've come in the years past and how things have changed now that we are officially adults.
One of the girls is engaged and looking to buy a house with her partner, the other has a degree and is making some major career leaps (also happily settled long term) and then there's me...

I am still in education but will be finishing with a diploma not a degree,
There is no room for career advancements until I qualify in a year and a half,
I am happily in a relationship but for six months rather than six years,
There is no speak of engagement or buying houses at this stage.
We are all the same age.

This may sound like I've fallen behind in the race of life but actually I think I may be a few paces ahead!
My logic being this;
I have hauled my ass through so many interviews and stuck at so many jobs, none of them similar, and have now found my ideal vocation.
When I qualify in a year and a half that is a catastrophic achievement because this is not an easy course by any stretch of the imagination.
My boyfriend is amazing. We'd been friends before we were dating and the relationship is natural - we're been together for six months so far.
And who knows what the future will bring...

Are these weaknesses?
Or are they actually strengths?
It's all about perspective  and your perception.

With every cloud there is a silver lining, you just have to find it!

weighing it up

The fifties had Audrey Hepburn and Marilyn Munroe.
The sixties had Raquel Welch, Joan Simms and Bridget Bardot.
The seventies had Bianca Jagger and Farrah Fawcett.
The eighties had Linda Evangelista and Naomi Campbell.
The nineties had Gisele Bundchen and Pamela Anderson.
And what do the noughties get?
Well, we have Lindsey Lohan, Cheryl Cole, Victoria Beckham, Nicole Richie, Renee Zellweger and Keira Knightley.
When did the image of beauty turn into a weight loss competition?
When did it become attractive to have your bones on show?
Give them their due, today’s celebrities are under much more pressure to look good and if they’re seen with even a hint of cellulite its splashed across pages of magazines with magnified pictures just in case you missed it the first time. And yet throughout the rest of the magazine you have pages upon pages of articles telling you to love yourself (with the odd diet plan chucked in for good measure).
Why is it so wrong to be the size you are and not have to diet and starve to fit in with the image created in this media mockery?
Why are we under pressure to fit in with an impossible image to avoid being called overweight?
Now please, I don’t want anybody to mistake what I’m saying as acceptance of obesity or living an unhealthy lifestyle, but what I am saying is the obsession with weight on the catwalks and in the media has gone on for far too long.
The diets that these women go on to look like the living dead are beyond consideration for anyone who values their health. All these size 0 models are doing is encouraging our younger generation to develop some sort of eating disorder.
Let’s stop the madness and just be a decent, healthy size!

Saturday 6 July 2013

The hangover cure

The best hangover cure I know?

Don't get drunk!

But where's the fun in that?!

Update from 2011

It has been a long time since I've written and a great deal has changed.
No more waitressing or bar work but I am still in education.
The diploma was achieved but the career itself dropped - once the qualification was gained there wasn't much I could do with it.
I have since changed direction a couple of times but have now managed to get myself a stable and promising job.
It's with animals which is a great love of mine and suits me extremely well.
I've been there just over a year and a half now and in that time I have established that there are some interesting characters at work; some good and some not so good.
In any work place clashes are expected because careers bring together all different people from a variety of walks of life.
We have newbies started as well so there will be fresh characters and enthusiasm thrown in for good measure! (Until they start working 70 hour weeks at least)
Watch this space...

Working hard or hardly working?

So since I last posted, I have had yet another career change - I am now training to be a veterinary nurse.
It's amazing and I experience and learn something new everyday but it is incredibly hard work!
Today at college we have been studying the digestive system and its a far cry from when I was doing my GCSE's six years ago.
I have never had my brain capacity tested to quite this extent - there is just so much information and terminology to get my head round.
Luckily I have a good bunch at college which makes the days go a little easier.

I find that I never wake up in the morning not wanting to go to work.
I don't want to get out of bed!
But it's not that I don't want to go to work.
I really do love my job.
It's fairly common for me to love my job after only six months; novelty normally wears off after about a year. But I have been at the same practice for approximately nineteen months and its still fantastic. Admittedly I did move department after ten months but so far, so good!

Many of my friends have said they envy me for finding a career I'm so passionate about at only twenty two but it really is so much more than a career - it's a lifestyle!
My contract states my standard week is thirty eight hours. Last week I did in fact work sixty seven hours.
Sometimes it's impossible to have a social life because all you want to do is sleep.
Fortunately I have a very understanding boyfriend who accepts my job isn't nine to five and is extremely patient if I don't get to leave on time.

There is nothing else in the world I can see myself doing.
It's not something you do for money, because quite frankly the pay is appalling!
This is something you do for love.

This is something I do for the sheer love of it!