Life Experience

Summer time gladness

Yesterday I got my first glimmer of financial hope in a long time. I got paid! It was barely a week’s worth of pay because I’ve started my new job only just but I’m £75 less in debt than I was on Friday.

There you have it. I don’t feel like I’m gonna choke under a mounting pile of debt now and I might actually be able to treat myself to the odd Starbucks on the way home from work without feeling guilty. Life is looking up, things are getting better and now all I need to do is find myself a career that’s going to set me up for life.

Peace out x

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Food and Drink, Misc.

It’s Always a Good Time

It’s been quite a busy weekend in the realm of Holmes and I’m feeling good. There are two days left of this internship and let’s be honest…it’s about time. I’m ready for the next chapter (I have been since January, but we’ll skip over that) and I feel like something important is on the horizon. I could be very wrong, but for the first time in a while I feel reasonably positive about the upcoming weeks.

I was invited to a Macmillan Night In on Friday evening which turned out to be a truly excellent event; not only were more than £100 raised, but it was also highly enjoyable, excluding the very sore head that I had in the morning 😦

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Props for the Macmillan night in
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Fish pie with homemade chips and vegetables

After recovering on Saturday morning, Mum and Dad brought me back to York for a lovely pub lunch and a spot of shopping in the city centre, which is always nice because I never see it anymore, with working in Castleford for the last year. I didn’t buy anything, except a bathroom bin (loving adulthood, by the way) and a pasta bake for dinner. Then Lisa arrived at my house! This girl disappeared off to London to live the high life and we never get to see each other but nothing ever changes when we actually do; it’s like she’s never been away. So together with Sam we enjoyed nice night in with some cider and movies rather than going out on the razz which I’m pretty sure I would not have managed..

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Fools. (Lisa and I)
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Movies, cider and PJs

Yesterday (Sunday) Lisa and I took a trip into town again for some shopping (shampoo and nail polish this time) and then a nice relaxed afternoon in a coffee shop. What’s been especially great about this weekend is that it’s gone quite slowly at a nice pace. I think it’s because I know this whole ordeal is coming to an end. I’m planning on writing a long honest piece about my experience here because I think it’s changed me. It needs analysing; was it really that bad of a time (probably)?

Here’s to the next two days of – hopefully – quizzes and random DVDs in lessons. 🙂

Misc.

Daffodils

The sun comes pouring through the window after endless months of hibernation, the wood of the window frame creaking under the warmth. The glass heats up and becomes a sheet of transparent energy as the light glares through, bathing the room in a sumptuous glow of gold. Daffodils, yesterday just green papery buds, today blooming folds of yellow and orange. Gracefully, they dance open and smile at the sunshine, grateful for the heat and the power of the golden ball consuming the sky. Resting amid a tropical blue sky, it cleanses the soul of the emerald earth with its heavenly radiance, bright and shimmering, bringing life along with it. The daffodils sigh as they bathe in the glory of the sun, stretching out to its streaming rays, relishing in the long lost light.

Decorative vases of daffodils

Misc., World

Bring on the sunshine

The last couple of days have been really nice and not just because of what we’ve been doing. Yesterday we had a friend visit us to exchange belated Christmas presents and then we had a lovely walk around town (this ended in buying a giant cookie from Millie’s Cookies as well, so there’s that) and it was just nice, it was different. But all of this aside, what makes the foundations of a day great for me is what the weather’s doing. And these last two days it’s been lovely.

February sunshine, crisp and cold, it’s fresh and it’s a tiny sign of spring. To me, it’s a sign that things are looking up, it’s unreal how much dark mornings and dark evenings affect me, but they are finally coming to a close. It makes such a difference when getting up at 6am to see a sliver of light in the distance, it’s wonderful.

And today, on a chilled out Sunday, the sun is shining in the garden (not the house because our windows are so badly positioned!) and the sky is blue, blue, blue. I’m so excited for the springtime it’s untrue, to wear nice dresses again and nice light jackets, sunglasses, pumps, shorts, ooh! Bring it on.

Here is the sunset from yesterday which I couldn’t resist taking a picture of on Lendal bridge just like all the other tourists.

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Life Experience

17 Degrees and Light Showers

Hi, hello, hi, erm in case you weren’t aware, it’s August. The eight month of the year in which summer is supposed to greet us Brits with warm and luscious sunshine. Ahem. It’s thundered, it’s lightened and it’s rained buckets all over the past week – we’re lucky that York’s river hasn’t burst its banks yet. And here I am whining about the weather again, but seriously though. It’s August, my complaints are perhaps more legitimate than they usually are. 

Rainy days are the time for watching films and God bless Netflix because I am watching The Desolation of Smaug FINALLY. The only time I’ve actually watched it is on the plane from Mexico and let me tell you, I wasn’t in the most concentrated mood. So I’ve got The Hobbit on, and the rain at the window and to be frank, it’s quite peaceful. Maybe that’s because everybody’s at work or out at the minute, but it’s nice and chilled – other than the bright yellow light in the middle of the living room; I don’t think the landlord has heard of mood lighting. At least I can see.

As I’m sure you know by now, I am constantly forgetting to update this blog, which doesn’t do it justice because I’ve been doing it for about five years now and it deserves updating. There’s never anything interesting to say though which is why I’m here writing a post about nothing in particular. The weather seems to be my favourite topic so it seems that all I can do is small-talk. Small-blog hehe. Okay. Enough of that. 

I’m starting two new jobs soon (two very different ones at that) so there should be some interesting stories come out of those. Unless you don’t like trains, but I’ll get into that later.

Please have a very happy week, I know it’s Monday but it’ll be Friday soon and I’ll find some sort of topic before you can say WordPress. 

Thank you.

Misc.

My Cat is a Monster

I’ve had a pretty traumatic morning and I haven’t even been to the opticians yet,..

Everything started out relatively normally; the cat – we’ll call him Sydney (primarily because that is his name…) – was meowing at me incessantly to go outside. It’s been a while since he was out, so I thought, ‘why not?’ He shot out the door and the first thing he did was run for a white butterfly that was merrily flitting about the garden. There was nothing I could do, it all happened so fast as I watched him trap it in his claws and slam it to the ground before he started to tear at its little wings with his razor sharp fangs. It was brutal, but when I had gotten over the initial shock, I ran at him and tore him away from the injured creature and scooped it up in my hands. The terrible beast had torn some of its delicate white wing. Tears flooded everywhere as I fell to my knees and cried to the heavens, “Why, God, why?!”, holding the butterfly up above my head, hoping for some beam of light to shoot from the clouds and heal him.

Well, this isn’t exactly how the events played out, admittedly I may have got a little carried away, but it was traumatic all the same. Traumatic in a ‘agh, you poor butterfly’ kinda way. It did sit in my hands for a while, looking like it was just trying to get its breath back and then I sat it on top of the guinea pig hutch. Eventually it clumsily flew away on top of the kitchen. I’d brought Sydney inside by this point, but he was begging me to go back outside, so I let him. Five minutes later, he’d caught another white butterfly but when I’d grabbed him, he’d learnt from last time and had already eaten it. Ugh, I’m all depressed now. You forget that cats are natural predators when they wake you up on a morning by purring and nuzzling you with their cute and fluffy yet apparent;y sadistic face. -_- Don’t trust cats.

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The picture of innocence
Life Experience, World

Everything Aches…

We’ve [me and Lisa] just got back from a two hour bike ride round the ponds in my village and it’s safe to say that we are absolutely knackered. I’ve just crawled out of the shower and managed to make it downstairs to the computer, but it doesn’t look good for us for the rest of the evening. I think a nap is a move in the right direction. Good call.

Think it’ll be round two tomorrow. Can’t get enough of dem swans.

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World

Sunshine!

It’s been prettyyyyy hot for the passed few days here in England and at last! I’ve been really excited about it, it just lets you do so muchmore and with so much more energy. Example. On Friday I went on a walk with a school friend and got sunburnt, then I went on a 2 hour bike ride with my Dad which was ace. I haven’t been on my bike in literally years and it felt so good to get back on it (although I am still suffering from the seat, boo-hoo). We went around the new RSPB area that’s just opened up two minutes from my house. It’s so pretty down there, I’ll have to post some photos of it next time I go.

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RSPB Site, Allerton Bywater

This week I’m also looking forward to the Great Yorkshire Show on Wednesday and hopefully the weather will be generous (fingers crossed). In case you’re wondering, this show is like a massive agricultural fair sort of thing that comes to Yorkshire every year. I haven’t been for a long time and every time I have been before, my Grandad always used to come with us, so it might be a little sad, but I’m looking forward to it all the same. I’ll certainly be posting about that – I’m planning to commandeer my Dad’s fancy camera to take lots of pictures, so it should be fun. One downside is that I’ll have to get up at an ungodly hour. And I struggle with that. But we’ll see. Maybe the excitement will help me.

I realise that the majority of my posts don’t make sense and aren’t that relevant, but I enjoy writing them and you have to bear with me, it’s almost midnight here and I’m exhausted from all the activity this weekend. Polite activity, by the way. Just sayin’.

Keep an eye out for my post on the Yorkshire Show! Laterz.