I'm finally going back to Barcelona!
Me and Adam got around to booking our weekend break to Barcelona for his Birthday (two weeks today)! He mentioned about a month ago he quite fancied going away for his birthday, then he eventually decided on Barcelona and today we finally got around to booking it.
We spent ages looking at different hotels on the Thomas Cook website, but we couldn't find anything that looked particularly great, in a good area and for a good price. We were about to give up but then Adam remembered lastminute.com. So we put in the dates we wanted to go and where, and the first hotel that came up at the top of the page was 50% of and FIVE star! We didn't even look at any others! It was a great price, good flight times and looks amazing. We decided we could sacrifice the not-so-great location because it was such a good deal. Plus there's a free shuttle into the centre of Barcelona and the airport. We also got what's called a deluxe room! The hotel's called Hesperia Tower.
I say I'm finally going back to Barcelona, because I went there on a day trip while on holiday in Salou with my family when I was 9. Except the day trip got called off after we'd seen the football stadium and half the zoo, because of a major thunder storm. The puddles on the floor were inched deep and the thunder was the loudest I've ever heard. I wasn't very happy though because we were in the zoo about to watch a dolphin show, and then we were going shopping. So I'm really excited about going back and getting to see all the things I didn't get to see first time around.
28 Mar 2010
26 Mar 2010
My job.
Okay, it's rant time, you've been warned!
My job is really getting on my nerves right now, not that it hasn't always. It's just stupid things. So we're about to get really busy because of the Easter holidays, and we don't have enough staff. A lot of this a due to the manager, because he advertised for staff, and we had applications in, but he's left it so long there's not not enough time to get people in and trained. We try and get people from the restaurant who used to work in the hotel to help, but obviously the restaurant is their priority not. The restaurant always comes first.
And it also gets on my nerves when you makes the effort to be done on time and other people take the piss and you end up having to do extra work because they take so bloody long.
I'm not sure how much longer I can take this job. I'm looking every day but there's just nothing around at the moment. Nothing I can do. Lots of managerial and shit jobs advertised.
It doesn't help that the only thing I have experience in is what I want to get out of.
A degree doesn't count for anything.
Especially when it's a shit degree from a shit Uni.
Rant over.
My job is really getting on my nerves right now, not that it hasn't always. It's just stupid things. So we're about to get really busy because of the Easter holidays, and we don't have enough staff. A lot of this a due to the manager, because he advertised for staff, and we had applications in, but he's left it so long there's not not enough time to get people in and trained. We try and get people from the restaurant who used to work in the hotel to help, but obviously the restaurant is their priority not. The restaurant always comes first.
And it also gets on my nerves when you makes the effort to be done on time and other people take the piss and you end up having to do extra work because they take so bloody long.
I'm not sure how much longer I can take this job. I'm looking every day but there's just nothing around at the moment. Nothing I can do. Lots of managerial and shit jobs advertised.
It doesn't help that the only thing I have experience in is what I want to get out of.
A degree doesn't count for anything.
Especially when it's a shit degree from a shit Uni.
Rant over.
15 Mar 2010
Dream a little dream...
A new type of post today, not about happy thoughts or sad thoughts, but a rather strange dream that I had the other day. I don't normally remember much of my dreams, but for some reason this one stuff in my mind when I woke up.
I started with me packing, I think. I was looking through lots of old CDs with all my friends from Dover and giving away the ones that I didn't want.
And then I was moving into a house. But it was a shared house, almost like a stupid house, or even a foster home, except I was still the age I am. The house was pretty big, I know it had a least 6 bedrooms. I know this because at one point I went upstairs in the house, and there was three massive bedrooms there, all newly decorated. And I remember there being three bedrooms downstairs as me and two other people who obviously didn't get a room upstairs were trying to decide who should have which bedroom.
The bedrooms downstairs were smaller, not as small as my room is now, but still small. They clearly hadn't been decorated and had mis-matched furniture. One strange thing about these ones was that one room could only be reached by going through one of the other two rooms. So, two of its walls were outside walls, and on the other two walls were doors, leading into the other two rooms. I ended up in this room. But the strangest thing about the dream was who the other two people were. One was Fearne Cotton, and the other was Jacob Black. And yes, by Jacob Black I mean the Twilight character. It wasn't Taylor Lautner who plays Jacob either, it was definitely the Jacob character. I know this because I'd been reading Breaking Dawn before I went to sleep.
I can explain parts of this dream. For instance, I'd been listening to Fearne Cotton on Radio 1 at work earlier in the day. I'd watched Extreme Makeover: Home Edition before reading Breaking Dawn, maybe explaining the difference in the upstairs and downstairs of the house. But why did I dream about all of these things, and why all in the same dream?
Anyone any good with dreams?
I started with me packing, I think. I was looking through lots of old CDs with all my friends from Dover and giving away the ones that I didn't want.
And then I was moving into a house. But it was a shared house, almost like a stupid house, or even a foster home, except I was still the age I am. The house was pretty big, I know it had a least 6 bedrooms. I know this because at one point I went upstairs in the house, and there was three massive bedrooms there, all newly decorated. And I remember there being three bedrooms downstairs as me and two other people who obviously didn't get a room upstairs were trying to decide who should have which bedroom.
The bedrooms downstairs were smaller, not as small as my room is now, but still small. They clearly hadn't been decorated and had mis-matched furniture. One strange thing about these ones was that one room could only be reached by going through one of the other two rooms. So, two of its walls were outside walls, and on the other two walls were doors, leading into the other two rooms. I ended up in this room. But the strangest thing about the dream was who the other two people were. One was Fearne Cotton, and the other was Jacob Black. And yes, by Jacob Black I mean the Twilight character. It wasn't Taylor Lautner who plays Jacob either, it was definitely the Jacob character. I know this because I'd been reading Breaking Dawn before I went to sleep.
I can explain parts of this dream. For instance, I'd been listening to Fearne Cotton on Radio 1 at work earlier in the day. I'd watched Extreme Makeover: Home Edition before reading Breaking Dawn, maybe explaining the difference in the upstairs and downstairs of the house. But why did I dream about all of these things, and why all in the same dream?
Anyone any good with dreams?
11 Mar 2010
Love
I'm gonna go all soppy on you for a moment.
I just have to say how happy my boyfriend makes me. I know that's probably stating the obvious. But even after more than six years I still get excited about seeing him. Maybe it's because we don't see each other all that much. He works all week so we see each other most weekends and during the week if we can. He lives about 45 minutes away by car, if I go on the train it takes about an hour and a half, but it's always worth it. He came over yesterday after work and I just couldn't help smiling.
I just have to say how happy my boyfriend makes me. I know that's probably stating the obvious. But even after more than six years I still get excited about seeing him. Maybe it's because we don't see each other all that much. He works all week so we see each other most weekends and during the week if we can. He lives about 45 minutes away by car, if I go on the train it takes about an hour and a half, but it's always worth it. He came over yesterday after work and I just couldn't help smiling.
7 Mar 2010
Well well!
I'm back again after almost a year! I'm trying to get back into writing my blogs again. I know, I know, I've said that before so we'll see how it goes!
I decided to broaden my horizons with this blog a little bit. It's called "Thinks Happy Thoughts", bit I'm also going to use it for annoyed thought, or sad thoughts or nervous thoughts. That way it gives me a little more scope on what I can write about and I might update a bit more. Plus I miss writing, I've gotten lazy since I left Uni and I don't know why.
Watch this space and see how long I stick to it this time!
I decided to broaden my horizons with this blog a little bit. It's called "Thinks Happy Thoughts", bit I'm also going to use it for annoyed thought, or sad thoughts or nervous thoughts. That way it gives me a little more scope on what I can write about and I might update a bit more. Plus I miss writing, I've gotten lazy since I left Uni and I don't know why.
Watch this space and see how long I stick to it this time!
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