Hello everyone,
I know it's been a long time since i've written a post and i want to apologize for that. But going back to my old posts i realize how negative, how whiny, how pessimistic i sounded.
So i made a decision. I decided to stop everything, at least for now. I am going to wait. I am going to wait until i have something positive, something cheerful, an achievement i can be proud of to post again.
2011 is coming. I am telling you people, i am sick of being afraid, sick of being sick, sick of always wondering why the others and not me? And quite frankly i am tired of working for others.
I know i have to do something. Something for me, something that will make me happy. The beginnings won't be easy but it will be my thing and i will be proud of it.
So if i don't post anything before the year ends, i wish you all A MERRY CHRISTMAS and A HAPPY NEW YEAR!
And i hope to see you again here my fellow bloggers :)
xoxo
Madeleine
Sunday, 19 December 2010
Saturday, 5 June 2010
I Don't Know...
I have been in Ibiza for two and half weeks and although i wasn't expecting things to be easy i thought with the three languages under my belt (ok two languages and a half, Spanish not there yet) i will have a job by now. But so far nothing had happened. All i've been hearing is no one is hiring before mid-June (and that is not even guaranteed).
I don't know maybe i am being a little impatient. I know it's a little too early to give up after all summer hasn't officially started yet but with money going out and nothing coming in, i am starting to worried, and to be honest i am not too keen on the flatmates i have right now, they remind me exactly why i never wanted to live with men in first place.
I am crossing my fingers to find a job soon. I also remind myself that being here is supposed to be a vacation for me, (remember i hadn't had one in a long time), but it hard to enjoy a vacation when you don't have money.
Anyway i am already thinking of a plan B, but that will be for another post.
Take care people.
xoxo
Madeleine
I don't know maybe i am being a little impatient. I know it's a little too early to give up after all summer hasn't officially started yet but with money going out and nothing coming in, i am starting to worried, and to be honest i am not too keen on the flatmates i have right now, they remind me exactly why i never wanted to live with men in first place.
I am crossing my fingers to find a job soon. I also remind myself that being here is supposed to be a vacation for me, (remember i hadn't had one in a long time), but it hard to enjoy a vacation when you don't have money.
Anyway i am already thinking of a plan B, but that will be for another post.
Take care people.
xoxo
Madeleine
Thursday, 20 May 2010
I know, I know...it's been a long time!
I just wanted to apologize to all of you. I haven't posted anything for quite a long time now and i am really sorry about that. There are few things i needed to sort out and quite frankly updating my blog was the last thing in mind.
So what did i do then? First i moved out of my friend Lucy's house actually i also decided to leave London altogether. I have been living in London for a year and a half and for those who follow my blog they know exactly how i felt about being in London. I couldn't do it anymore so i decided to leave.
Second i needed a vacation and time for myself. For the past three year i have been taking care of others. I had enough of doing it. Taking care of other people's life, children, dramas. I JUST HAD ENOUGH! I was getting physically and mentally ill. So i decided to leave.
Third, like i said i wanted time for me. I wanted few months or maybe a year or years who knows just for ME, MYSELF AND I! I know it sounds selfish, but that's what i wanted. So i decided to leave.
So i left. I packed my stuff, left London and and landed in Ibiza. Yes that's Ibiza. Why Ibiza? Well i needed the SUN, the HEAT and PARTY LIKE IT IS 1999 or something like that!
I will try to be here more often, and keep you posted on my daily Ibiza activities.
xoxo
Madeleine
So what did i do then? First i moved out of my friend Lucy's house actually i also decided to leave London altogether. I have been living in London for a year and a half and for those who follow my blog they know exactly how i felt about being in London. I couldn't do it anymore so i decided to leave.
Second i needed a vacation and time for myself. For the past three year i have been taking care of others. I had enough of doing it. Taking care of other people's life, children, dramas. I JUST HAD ENOUGH! I was getting physically and mentally ill. So i decided to leave.
Third, like i said i wanted time for me. I wanted few months or maybe a year or years who knows just for ME, MYSELF AND I! I know it sounds selfish, but that's what i wanted. So i decided to leave.
So i left. I packed my stuff, left London and and landed in Ibiza. Yes that's Ibiza. Why Ibiza? Well i needed the SUN, the HEAT and PARTY LIKE IT IS 1999 or something like that!
I will try to be here more often, and keep you posted on my daily Ibiza activities.
xoxo
Madeleine
Friday, 1 January 2010
Friday, 25 December 2009
Tuesday, 8 December 2009
30
Today is my 30th birthday. I must say that until now i was quite afraid of turning 30. It sounds old and i feared feeling old. 30 seems to be a big deal in a woman's life. But what are you supposed to be when you reach that age? Why is it so important?
Is it because you are supposed to be married, have a child (or 2, a boy and a girl of course), a house, a car, a dog by 30? Is it because if you haven't got any of those there is something wrong with you. Who exactly decides what you are supposed to be or to have by 30.
No one, no one but yourself. So this is what i have decided. Months ago i was watching a little tv television show called the X FACTOR, there came a lady named Susan Boyle. Now when she first came out and said she wanted to be a singer people laughed at her but the moment she opened her mouth, she stunned them all. What i like about Susan Boyle story is not the fact that she can sing or the fact that she became so popular (i know haters think that the only reason she is popular is because people feel sorry for her or because of Simon Cowell's pr machine), but i think the reason Susan is popular is because like a lot of us she had a dream, and she finally had the courage to stand up and do it. No more excuses. And it paid off. The haters are just hating because she living her dream .
See that what i want, i want to be living my life, my dream. I was searching in my twenties, i am not sure i found all the answers but i know i found some. I know where i want to live, i know what i want to do and few other things, now it's just a matter of making it happened, and just like Susan, i think it's time to take that bull by the horns. I am sick and tired being on the background, i want to be in front.
I am exercising more. Starting yoga again (fine i have only been to one class) but i am going back. Apparently when you reach 30 your metabolism slows down, so exercising and eating better is mandatory.
I am also reading more or at least i am trying, i heard reading stimulate your brain, so i am adding more books to my fashion magazines and gossip websites although i must say that Nineteen Eighty Four by George Orwell kind of scared the hell out of me (but that's another subject) so i gave it up for Eat, Pray, Love. Good book.
I am also writing a petition to God just like Elizabeth Gilbert (the author of Eat, Pray, Love does in the book). I have all those things i want to do and i need his or her help. I know i am just a tiny dot in this universe, but i am part of this universe too, and i need help. I am not asking for anything on a silver platter, no, i am capable of working, i am just asking for strength, courage and patience. I am seriously going to need all three and more.
I AM 30!
PS: i would appreciate if you sign my petition to God.
xoxo
Loma. Oh and my name is Madeleine!
Is it because you are supposed to be married, have a child (or 2, a boy and a girl of course), a house, a car, a dog by 30? Is it because if you haven't got any of those there is something wrong with you. Who exactly decides what you are supposed to be or to have by 30.
No one, no one but yourself. So this is what i have decided. Months ago i was watching a little tv television show called the X FACTOR, there came a lady named Susan Boyle. Now when she first came out and said she wanted to be a singer people laughed at her but the moment she opened her mouth, she stunned them all. What i like about Susan Boyle story is not the fact that she can sing or the fact that she became so popular (i know haters think that the only reason she is popular is because people feel sorry for her or because of Simon Cowell's pr machine), but i think the reason Susan is popular is because like a lot of us she had a dream, and she finally had the courage to stand up and do it. No more excuses. And it paid off. The haters are just hating because she living her dream .
See that what i want, i want to be living my life, my dream. I was searching in my twenties, i am not sure i found all the answers but i know i found some. I know where i want to live, i know what i want to do and few other things, now it's just a matter of making it happened, and just like Susan, i think it's time to take that bull by the horns. I am sick and tired being on the background, i want to be in front.
I am exercising more. Starting yoga again (fine i have only been to one class) but i am going back. Apparently when you reach 30 your metabolism slows down, so exercising and eating better is mandatory.
I am also reading more or at least i am trying, i heard reading stimulate your brain, so i am adding more books to my fashion magazines and gossip websites although i must say that Nineteen Eighty Four by George Orwell kind of scared the hell out of me (but that's another subject) so i gave it up for Eat, Pray, Love. Good book.
I am also writing a petition to God just like Elizabeth Gilbert (the author of Eat, Pray, Love does in the book). I have all those things i want to do and i need his or her help. I know i am just a tiny dot in this universe, but i am part of this universe too, and i need help. I am not asking for anything on a silver platter, no, i am capable of working, i am just asking for strength, courage and patience. I am seriously going to need all three and more.
I AM 30!
PS: i would appreciate if you sign my petition to God.
xoxo
Loma. Oh and my name is Madeleine!
Monday, 23 November 2009
ROBBED
I know that since i started this blog i have not given you any good news. Well i am afraid i won't be given you any anytime soon. See people i have been robbed. ROBBED!
Now let me explain. I have been having problem with my bank (not really the bank in general, more like my branch), so last week i just had enough of their bad customer service, went in and closed my bank. I took out the thousand Pounds i have saved so far to work with me, hoping to open another bank account the same day. Unfortunately i wasn't able to do so (credit check or some shit like that , stopped from having a bank account the day), anyway i took the money back to work with me, put the money in an envelop, put the envelop in my purse, put my purse in my locker and locked my locker.
When i finished work, went back in the locker room to change, found my locker opened and guess what? THE MONEY WAS GONE!
Three months of working fifty hours a week, working like a dog. GONE. Now i know what some people are going to say "you probably left your locker opened", NO I DIDN'T! Not with the money i have worked so hard in it.
Someone forced my locker went in my purse, took the money (oh and yes the thirty pounds i had in my wallet as well), and left me with nothing (no, actually i am lying, i was left with three pounds).
So i cried, i cried like a baby. My co-workers called the police because apparently it wasn't the first time something like this happened at work. And as usual my managers were useless. All i heard from my superiors was "sorry but there is nothing we can do".
There is nothing they can do, but i can. I have to go see the police tomorrow, they want fingerprints from my wallet (they already took some from my locker) but i feel like they have better chances with my wallet, since they are only two people who touched my wallet: Me and the person who stole from me. I am gonna keep pushing the police, i may not get my money back but i wanna scared the living shit out the person who stole from me.
Surprisingly, i wasn't that upset or bitter, i mean yeah i did cry, but that was pretty much it. Working has never been a problem, but i know one thing; KARMA IS A BITCH, it will come back and bite you in the ass whoever you are. Yes you, WHO STOLE FROM ME.
I worked hard before, i know i can do it again.
xoxo
Loma
Now let me explain. I have been having problem with my bank (not really the bank in general, more like my branch), so last week i just had enough of their bad customer service, went in and closed my bank. I took out the thousand Pounds i have saved so far to work with me, hoping to open another bank account the same day. Unfortunately i wasn't able to do so (credit check or some shit like that , stopped from having a bank account the day), anyway i took the money back to work with me, put the money in an envelop, put the envelop in my purse, put my purse in my locker and locked my locker.
When i finished work, went back in the locker room to change, found my locker opened and guess what? THE MONEY WAS GONE!
Three months of working fifty hours a week, working like a dog. GONE. Now i know what some people are going to say "you probably left your locker opened", NO I DIDN'T! Not with the money i have worked so hard in it.
Someone forced my locker went in my purse, took the money (oh and yes the thirty pounds i had in my wallet as well), and left me with nothing (no, actually i am lying, i was left with three pounds).
So i cried, i cried like a baby. My co-workers called the police because apparently it wasn't the first time something like this happened at work. And as usual my managers were useless. All i heard from my superiors was "sorry but there is nothing we can do".
There is nothing they can do, but i can. I have to go see the police tomorrow, they want fingerprints from my wallet (they already took some from my locker) but i feel like they have better chances with my wallet, since they are only two people who touched my wallet: Me and the person who stole from me. I am gonna keep pushing the police, i may not get my money back but i wanna scared the living shit out the person who stole from me.
Surprisingly, i wasn't that upset or bitter, i mean yeah i did cry, but that was pretty much it. Working has never been a problem, but i know one thing; KARMA IS A BITCH, it will come back and bite you in the ass whoever you are. Yes you, WHO STOLE FROM ME.
I worked hard before, i know i can do it again.
xoxo
Loma
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