пятница, 30 сентября 2011 г.
среда, 28 сентября 2011 г.
Tribute to Brits
I'm not nearly done with London chapter, and I am gonna tell what I loved loved loved about it)
I walked down the street and thought OMG - people are gorgeous!!! There was some kind of parades of stunning girls and handsome guys)))) The fashion sense is amazing and so outspoken, so unique and guess what - nobody judges you unlike here ( I get some looks when I dress up). All guys are so cute - and the funny part is that they are unaware of it, they are mostly shy or maybe it seemed like that too me in comparison to our lads.
And the hair looks awesome - everybody looks like they are out of the hair salon) And the architecture and the music, the markets..... We miss it.
About the hair-industry, in UK it is quite advanced, unlike here at home, you can buy so many stuff in the supermarkets and experiment at home. Well i did try once, maybe i shouldn't , it went completely awry. I looked like a multi-colored parrot (i looked like a proper cow, actually) , but it deserves another chapter.
xoxoA. and M.
I walked down the street and thought OMG - people are gorgeous!!! There was some kind of parades of stunning girls and handsome guys)))) The fashion sense is amazing and so outspoken, so unique and guess what - nobody judges you unlike here ( I get some looks when I dress up). All guys are so cute - and the funny part is that they are unaware of it, they are mostly shy or maybe it seemed like that too me in comparison to our lads.
And the hair looks awesome - everybody looks like they are out of the hair salon) And the architecture and the music, the markets..... We miss it.
About the hair-industry, in UK it is quite advanced, unlike here at home, you can buy so many stuff in the supermarkets and experiment at home. Well i did try once, maybe i shouldn't , it went completely awry. I looked like a multi-colored parrot (i looked like a proper cow, actually) , but it deserves another chapter.
xoxoA. and M.
piano girl
I took out my music notes today and tried to play a bit. Let's just say it's not hard to lose your professionalism(((( My fingers are so stiff and I don't remember how to do some passages!! Eight years of learning to play the piano, then not practicing like for 2 years completely, equals - a disaster. I deserve the rotten tomatoes)))) My sister M. is gonna mock me endlessly so I have to start playing the instrument now.
Eva liked me playing though, or she's just playing tricks on me.
xoxo A.
Eva liked me playing though, or she's just playing tricks on me.
xoxo A.
вторник, 27 сентября 2011 г.
понедельник, 26 сентября 2011 г.
working in London (((((
There were million nice and great things that happened to me while I was in London, but working - wasn't one of them(((
Let's just say I wasn't really lucky in that department) It was tremendously hard to find a job and impossible to stick to it and not to get the boot. I am a very hard-working person and try my best to learn quick, I am responsible - I would have died if I got late for work or haven't done my job properly, I was so young and enthusiastic, so hopeful and ready to dive into the world of working men, maybe that was the thing - I cared too much and tried too hard. I stayed in the country legally and had all the rights to work. So the reasons for failing all the way was not the language (which I study all my life to bilinguacy !) and not the documents, and mind you I knew very well what kind of job I could afford as a young foreigner ! no inadequate searches for a general manager post))))
So many interviews - failed, I never thought that I would hear such remarks in my life!!! One man told me that he didn't have any job for me at all (even the cleaning lady post - he pointed that out !!), and he said that I couldn't complain cause if he knew Russian like I knew English (sorry the 15 years of studying my brains out) he wouldn't get any job even the one where you needed to know two words literally. That was the punch to my gut! I felt like real shit, though I knew despite all Brits "good" feelings to the numerous numbers of new-comers, that remark was TAD unfair. I got the whole London working scene in several months and didn't let myself be offended that much but still got several slaps on my face.
The policy is very clear, there is no way anybody will admit that you are any good, cause
1)who wants the competition?
2)you have to feel like a loser and the worst worker they've ever had, to think that they are really saving your worthless life by giving you any job at all
3)who doesn't want an idiot who will do everybody else's job and got punished for it later just for the whole amusement at the end of the day (((
4)there are periods when even the most devoted employees have to be sacked - the company can't pay their staff when, say it's not busy, like in winter and I get that, but why can't you just say that - it's so obvious!!! why do you have to fire me for "the reason" that I am the worst worker on the Planet???
5)despite being overflowed with foreigners - you all could have just said hi to me after working in one office or hotel or restaurant for over 6 months(((
The list goes on but I gotta say, now I know that that was not as bad as it seemed, many people had a point, and I simply had to grow up and suck it up(((That's the brutal rules of adulthood. But I had some hard times acknowledging it and my thoughts of Brits wasn't high sometimes, I was hurt badly and couldn't help but think "Oh, you guys are so fake!with your politeness and your fake smiles, and your fake acceptance of people around you"... Wow that still sounds bitter, but I have to honestly tell how mad I felt at times.
As I said I loved many things, met amazing people, British and Irish, Eastern European, African, American, Latin and Indian, had a lot of fun, traveled across the country and appreciated the culture and the amazing weather - I don't know why some people complain about it??? But the job scenery was mostly - AARGH)))
A.
Let's just say I wasn't really lucky in that department) It was tremendously hard to find a job and impossible to stick to it and not to get the boot. I am a very hard-working person and try my best to learn quick, I am responsible - I would have died if I got late for work or haven't done my job properly, I was so young and enthusiastic, so hopeful and ready to dive into the world of working men, maybe that was the thing - I cared too much and tried too hard. I stayed in the country legally and had all the rights to work. So the reasons for failing all the way was not the language (which I study all my life to bilinguacy !) and not the documents, and mind you I knew very well what kind of job I could afford as a young foreigner ! no inadequate searches for a general manager post))))
So many interviews - failed, I never thought that I would hear such remarks in my life!!! One man told me that he didn't have any job for me at all (even the cleaning lady post - he pointed that out !!), and he said that I couldn't complain cause if he knew Russian like I knew English (sorry the 15 years of studying my brains out) he wouldn't get any job even the one where you needed to know two words literally. That was the punch to my gut! I felt like real shit, though I knew despite all Brits "good" feelings to the numerous numbers of new-comers, that remark was TAD unfair. I got the whole London working scene in several months and didn't let myself be offended that much but still got several slaps on my face.
The policy is very clear, there is no way anybody will admit that you are any good, cause
1)who wants the competition?
2)you have to feel like a loser and the worst worker they've ever had, to think that they are really saving your worthless life by giving you any job at all
3)who doesn't want an idiot who will do everybody else's job and got punished for it later just for the whole amusement at the end of the day (((
4)there are periods when even the most devoted employees have to be sacked - the company can't pay their staff when, say it's not busy, like in winter and I get that, but why can't you just say that - it's so obvious!!! why do you have to fire me for "the reason" that I am the worst worker on the Planet???
5)despite being overflowed with foreigners - you all could have just said hi to me after working in one office or hotel or restaurant for over 6 months(((
The list goes on but I gotta say, now I know that that was not as bad as it seemed, many people had a point, and I simply had to grow up and suck it up(((That's the brutal rules of adulthood. But I had some hard times acknowledging it and my thoughts of Brits wasn't high sometimes, I was hurt badly and couldn't help but think "Oh, you guys are so fake!with your politeness and your fake smiles, and your fake acceptance of people around you"... Wow that still sounds bitter, but I have to honestly tell how mad I felt at times.
As I said I loved many things, met amazing people, British and Irish, Eastern European, African, American, Latin and Indian, had a lot of fun, traveled across the country and appreciated the culture and the amazing weather - I don't know why some people complain about it??? But the job scenery was mostly - AARGH)))
A.
Back to music school)))
Oh!!!!!!my!!!!!!!!!God!!!!!!!!!!!!
i cant believe i just did that.
IM BACK AT SCHOOL!!!!!!!!!!!!music school of course. Ive forgot the feeling actually-palm sweating, knees trembling, something exploding inside when the teacher mentions you re gonna have exams aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! im scared still, hope they don't overestimate me there, but smth tells me they won't - they will probably think im a freak-who wants to play 10 years after the graduation?!!!!!!!!
still slightly cursing under my breath, your M.
i cant believe i just did that.
IM BACK AT SCHOOL!!!!!!!!!!!!music school of course. Ive forgot the feeling actually-palm sweating, knees trembling, something exploding inside when the teacher mentions you re gonna have exams aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! im scared still, hope they don't overestimate me there, but smth tells me they won't - they will probably think im a freak-who wants to play 10 years after the graduation?!!!!!!!!
still slightly cursing under my breath, your M.
воскресенье, 25 сентября 2011 г.
motivation needed
Spent the whole day cooking the cake with custard and nuts and eating a huge chunk of it by myself). The next several hours I spent looking for appropriate work out not far from my house. Not sure yet what to pick - belly dancing, pilates or usual gym. How to combine two things is yet to figure out.))) Can't deprive myself in sweets but don't want to spend next months on the couch like my 2 fury cats). They can surely afford anything - they look stunning no matter what!!!! I on the other hand have to start taking care of my health and looks NOW.
Motivate me to it somebody!!!!!!
Motivate me to it somebody!!!!!!
суббота, 24 сентября 2011 г.
The food)))
ENGLISH FOOD !
There is so much already written about it from various types of views, from all nationalities, new-comers, and the natives , so many debates, praises and disappointments, but no matter what you heard or read everybody discovers it for themselves.
There I was strolling along between the shelves of the grocery store and thinking "OK, I can do it, it can't be as bad as some people claim!"))) OK. The bread - I found out - tasted like a chunk of cotton wool)) Oh My, it had no smell, no texture and nothing in common with the bread I was used to. All juices and drinks were so sugary I had to put 5 times more amount of water in them. When I first tried Ribena - I nearly cried, I've never in my life tasted such concentrated juice..)) The sausages looked nothing like anything I've ever seen or tried ( I gotta be honest I tried them ones and also they weren't that bad I still didn't order them anymore ). Black and white pudding - I didn't try them once!!! Just ttttttttooooo weird.
And the winner was - Marmite!!!!!!!!!!!!! For those who don't know what that is -product of the yeast extract and smth. from the beer brewing. You can put it on toast))) When I was working in the restaurant and got acquainted with marmite, heard what that was and smelled it - OH DEAR ME - I nearly threw up ( and I don't throw up easily). I told my room mate from Brazil not to taste it unless she was really sure about it but she still did)))) That was actually a bit funny to watch)) Her running around the room, washing her mouth and cursing in Portuguese! But some people love it so I guess it is really very individual thing.
What I loved and found awesome was the dairy food. The variety of yoghurts , desserts and rice-puddings)
mmmmmmmmmmm...... I couldn't live one day without one. Another revelation was the chocolate - lets say no more or my heart is going to stop))) The cakes, biscuits, and chocolate bars, candies, marshmallows, doughnuts, toffee stuff, ice-cream and peanuts in chocolate.... I can go on and on about it for ages... That was amazingly delicious and not expensive at all) Real treat for me cause I always was such a sweet tooth)))))That's why I gained 10 kg. when discovered that I didn't care for normal British food as long as there were so many fantastic chocolately things........Results - strict diet for 6 months, working out like a mad woman and really watching how much sweets I consume!!!!
Actually in about a year I got used to all kinds of British food - it's so homey)))) and I miss some of it still!! Except for Marmite) Sorry fella, no place in my heart for you, ever.
to be continued...A.
There is so much already written about it from various types of views, from all nationalities, new-comers, and the natives , so many debates, praises and disappointments, but no matter what you heard or read everybody discovers it for themselves.
There I was strolling along between the shelves of the grocery store and thinking "OK, I can do it, it can't be as bad as some people claim!"))) OK. The bread - I found out - tasted like a chunk of cotton wool)) Oh My, it had no smell, no texture and nothing in common with the bread I was used to. All juices and drinks were so sugary I had to put 5 times more amount of water in them. When I first tried Ribena - I nearly cried, I've never in my life tasted such concentrated juice..)) The sausages looked nothing like anything I've ever seen or tried ( I gotta be honest I tried them ones and also they weren't that bad I still didn't order them anymore ). Black and white pudding - I didn't try them once!!! Just ttttttttooooo weird.
And the winner was - Marmite!!!!!!!!!!!!! For those who don't know what that is -product of the yeast extract and smth. from the beer brewing. You can put it on toast))) When I was working in the restaurant and got acquainted with marmite, heard what that was and smelled it - OH DEAR ME - I nearly threw up ( and I don't throw up easily). I told my room mate from Brazil not to taste it unless she was really sure about it but she still did)))) That was actually a bit funny to watch)) Her running around the room, washing her mouth and cursing in Portuguese! But some people love it so I guess it is really very individual thing.
What I loved and found awesome was the dairy food. The variety of yoghurts , desserts and rice-puddings)
mmmmmmmmmmm...... I couldn't live one day without one. Another revelation was the chocolate - lets say no more or my heart is going to stop))) The cakes, biscuits, and chocolate bars, candies, marshmallows, doughnuts, toffee stuff, ice-cream and peanuts in chocolate.... I can go on and on about it for ages... That was amazingly delicious and not expensive at all) Real treat for me cause I always was such a sweet tooth)))))That's why I gained 10 kg. when discovered that I didn't care for normal British food as long as there were so many fantastic chocolately things........Results - strict diet for 6 months, working out like a mad woman and really watching how much sweets I consume!!!!
Actually in about a year I got used to all kinds of British food - it's so homey)))) and I miss some of it still!! Except for Marmite) Sorry fella, no place in my heart for you, ever.
to be continued...A.
пятница, 23 сентября 2011 г.
my life in London
I have to tell you my first impression of the famous English accent. After living in Ireland I was prepared that everything you've learnt about transcription and pronunciation doesn't exist on the Islands but I still got a bit shocked hearing people speak!!! When they talked about the bus - I was convinced that they meant their bosses and couldn't get where was the lush and posh accent you see in movies) I grant you I knew the language very well but behaved as a loopy cause it took me several seconds to realize what I've just been told. I had to basically repeat it again in my head with my own American accent. It took me some time to get used to it. But my sis loved it a lot, picked it up flawlessly and couldn't get my first weeks frustration ))) (She arrived 6 months after me).
For now I was alone, went to the city on the very first day, I was too tired to check out the city center, Westminster e.t.c , so I just took a stroll in my local area. OMG!!!! Why haven't anybody told me that buses din't stop before you haled them??? I remember standing like an idiot for about 30 minutes and thinking "What's wrong? Am I not fit to get in the bus???Is there smth on my face??? ( haha ).
I found out that there are plenty of parks in London and believe me this is astonishing for a Russian girl cause here we've got just couple of parks for the whole big city and live in a proper block of stones!((( And the squirrels!!!!!!and the foxes!!!!! That you won't see anywhere in the world) There are not a single cat or dog on the street but the squirrels are as good as pets because they behave like the most trained dogs.)))
I also checked out some stores and went to the local Tesco)))) But I guess the food deserves it's OWN chapter)))... to be continued
A.
For now I was alone, went to the city on the very first day, I was too tired to check out the city center, Westminster e.t.c , so I just took a stroll in my local area. OMG!!!! Why haven't anybody told me that buses din't stop before you haled them??? I remember standing like an idiot for about 30 minutes and thinking "What's wrong? Am I not fit to get in the bus???Is there smth on my face??? ( haha ).
I found out that there are plenty of parks in London and believe me this is astonishing for a Russian girl cause here we've got just couple of parks for the whole big city and live in a proper block of stones!((( And the squirrels!!!!!!and the foxes!!!!! That you won't see anywhere in the world) There are not a single cat or dog on the street but the squirrels are as good as pets because they behave like the most trained dogs.)))
I also checked out some stores and went to the local Tesco)))) But I guess the food deserves it's OWN chapter)))... to be continued
A.
четверг, 22 сентября 2011 г.
coming to London
There is something I want to reminiscent about) My life in London.
There were some good times, there were some bad times, there were some really really shitty ones.
They all come up quite vividly in my mind from the first day I stepped on the land of Great Britain from the Dublin ferry.
Boy, I wasn't even scared though I came to the country alone completely, pretty broke and dazed. While still in Ireland I picked a newspaper, called the guy who posted the advertisement for sending parcels asked him if he knew anybody who rented apartments in London and asked the man I never saw to meet me in Victoria Station in 2 days) (I cant believe how reckless or apparently desperate I get sometimes!!!!!!!) I loved Ireland very much, met some amazing people there but I knew that you gotta be an idiot not to go to London while you have a slightest chance to do it!
So there I am shivering in Victoria Station, a bit shocked that I finally arrived here, looking out for a dude who might look like the one who is supposed to meet me (haha can you tell how anybody looks like by the voice only?). The nice middle aged man approached me and turned out that was the guy. He drove me to his cousin who had a room for me in a big house to rent with 2 Russians, 1 Pole, 2 Brazilians, and 1 Czech (in the 4 zone!!!!, but you can't complain) . I layed on my bed and for the first time acknowledged where I was and what was I going to do! Next to come...
A.
There were some good times, there were some bad times, there were some really really shitty ones.
They all come up quite vividly in my mind from the first day I stepped on the land of Great Britain from the Dublin ferry.
Boy, I wasn't even scared though I came to the country alone completely, pretty broke and dazed. While still in Ireland I picked a newspaper, called the guy who posted the advertisement for sending parcels asked him if he knew anybody who rented apartments in London and asked the man I never saw to meet me in Victoria Station in 2 days) (I cant believe how reckless or apparently desperate I get sometimes!!!!!!!) I loved Ireland very much, met some amazing people there but I knew that you gotta be an idiot not to go to London while you have a slightest chance to do it!
So there I am shivering in Victoria Station, a bit shocked that I finally arrived here, looking out for a dude who might look like the one who is supposed to meet me (haha can you tell how anybody looks like by the voice only?). The nice middle aged man approached me and turned out that was the guy. He drove me to his cousin who had a room for me in a big house to rent with 2 Russians, 1 Pole, 2 Brazilians, and 1 Czech (in the 4 zone!!!!, but you can't complain) . I layed on my bed and for the first time acknowledged where I was and what was I going to do! Next to come...
A.
bad memories
Gosh I hate this feeling when you have to go out and pretend that you feel awesome and that you love everything that's going on around you, that you agree with everything and you FIT into it. You have to go and answer some stupid questions, lie cause if you dare say the truth - turns out nobody gets you or care about you for that matter! I've been there, done that, acted my ass off to be just like everybody else or really try to look like that) Im so grateful that I'm way past this. Those years were the worst((((
My life isn't fabulous still and I don't have that much people who give a shit about me - but it's real ME so .. Im a OK) The moment I stopped acting like somebody I'm not I lost so many "so called friends", who wants to hang with a loser ( that's how they see me now)?
BUT THE IRONY IS-everyone enjoys you being a loser!!!! this always avaliable sort of a wanker, who's ready to take any shit in, who always loses in comparison, people around you feel like they've achived hell of a lot, no matter how meaningless their lives are-some people just can't feel good about themselves, unless there is someone who is so easily humiliated , around them.Thats why when you feel down these people thrive near you, and trust me - they are not in the slightest interested in you getting any better. SO get better-without them!!
I have to meet some of my ex-friends from time to time and I can't help but think WHY have you guys been in my life for so long???????????? You detest everything I love, you disrespect me and laugh at me, you don't enjoy my company but who's there to blame but myself? I shouldn't have deceived you in the first place . No masks in the future please, whatever is there - be honest and show it and you won't have complete strangers in your lives))) I hope I'm gonna find real friends at some point of my life, be happy if I'm blessed))) I sure do want everybody to do just that and not live in the fake world!
xoxoxo A.
My life isn't fabulous still and I don't have that much people who give a shit about me - but it's real ME so .. Im a OK) The moment I stopped acting like somebody I'm not I lost so many "so called friends", who wants to hang with a loser ( that's how they see me now)?
BUT THE IRONY IS-everyone enjoys you being a loser!!!! this always avaliable sort of a wanker, who's ready to take any shit in, who always loses in comparison, people around you feel like they've achived hell of a lot, no matter how meaningless their lives are-some people just can't feel good about themselves, unless there is someone who is so easily humiliated , around them.Thats why when you feel down these people thrive near you, and trust me - they are not in the slightest interested in you getting any better. SO get better-without them!!
I have to meet some of my ex-friends from time to time and I can't help but think WHY have you guys been in my life for so long???????????? You detest everything I love, you disrespect me and laugh at me, you don't enjoy my company but who's there to blame but myself? I shouldn't have deceived you in the first place . No masks in the future please, whatever is there - be honest and show it and you won't have complete strangers in your lives))) I hope I'm gonna find real friends at some point of my life, be happy if I'm blessed))) I sure do want everybody to do just that and not live in the fake world!
xoxoxo A.
среда, 21 сентября 2011 г.
Brunettes forever!!!!!!!!
You can tell I love brunettes) Sorry blondies but these girls just take the cake!
To all dark haired girls in the planet - My heart goes to you) Keep up the good work)))
To all dark haired girls in the planet - My heart goes to you) Keep up the good work)))
вторник, 20 сентября 2011 г.
while my sis is away
I decided to clear smth up…well my reasons for entering the blog world are
1 for a complete old-fashioned dork like me – this step is huge!!!!
im hopeless with computers and stuff,id love to send hand-written letters using pigeons(how does it work anyway?)so its exciting and nerve wrecking at the same time
2 i want to practice my english,(i used to live in London, but ive returned home a couple of years ago ,and boy i need practice)
3 frankly its been tough for me lately- i had my dreams crashed, my heart broken, my friends drifted away, i cant remember the last time i enjoyed my work, so basically i need to get busy and i do need a reason to get out of my apartment and share my thoughts . every morning)
P.S Sorry for mistakes. its not my native language.
1 for a complete old-fashioned dork like me – this step is huge!!!!
im hopeless with computers and stuff,id love to send hand-written letters using pigeons(how does it work anyway?)so its exciting and nerve wrecking at the same time
2 i want to practice my english,(i used to live in London, but ive returned home a couple of years ago ,and boy i need practice)
3 frankly its been tough for me lately- i had my dreams crashed, my heart broken, my friends drifted away, i cant remember the last time i enjoyed my work, so basically i need to get busy and i do need a reason to get out of my apartment and share my thoughts . every morning)
P.S Sorry for mistakes. its not my native language.
Hullo)))
HEY!!!
Thats like a huge shock for me to make my own blog but Ive got a sister to back me up)))) I am going to go to work and think of what to post here to share with u guys. I have a lot of ideas) I am going to have some coffee now and probably a cookie, several cookies. …
My sis said ill back her up?hmmm…….
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