Yeah, I found my way back on!
So, uh, yeah.
I think I might make a new blog that is just my life, you know?
Just ramblings and damblings and things.
Yes.
Yessiree.
You can find it so easy if you really believe in the power of rock and roll.
Saturday, September 27, 2008
Thursday, August 7, 2008
Work
So, I quit my job. Don't worry though. I have another one. It pays more, I get more hours, and it's far less emotionally draining.
My old boss was a psychopathic hoe-bag >:C
Just kidding. She had an unhealthy impulse to control and a hypercritical eye, not to mention her desire to keep all staff as tense as possible.
And that's not so bad. It's when I got mad at her for contradicting herself (and me having to suffer), and she gave me a week off of work. That is plain passive aggressive behavior, she didn't speak to me even to chastise, simply took hours away from me.
Y'know, so I can get rich sitting around.
So I found a job for that week, and it was so much better I decided to stay there.
And my letter of resignation was very polite, do you know. I said the reasons for my departure were entirely economical, because she was not giving me enough hours. Just, if you were wondering why I am so vitriolic now, it's because I refrained from leaving with bitterness and childish tantrums.
The only real downside is that the area where I worked then was a hub of people. So, if I just wandered around I would always find somebody. At my new job there are far fewer regulars whom I have connected with.
So I am a little cut off, socially. But that is not so bad. Nothing that can't be overcome with diligence and action, respect and assertiveness.
Yes!
The power of passion!
The cloud steps home
Sick to his stomach
Trying not to rain.
Vertical lines
If you turn your face, become
Horizontal lights
The quiet setting
Somehow, there is too much noise
Not here or there.
No ride home.
Just a ride through the night -
And the rain and the wind!
Ocean jumping
Into my arms...
Am I surprised?
Shining night seashore
Brings me forgetfulness
Of the star lit sky.
The poems were just for july, you know, so now I will not have any haiku for you. But oh well. Such is life, they say.
LOVE
POWER
PEACE
<3
My old boss was a psychopathic hoe-bag >:C
Just kidding. She had an unhealthy impulse to control and a hypercritical eye, not to mention her desire to keep all staff as tense as possible.
And that's not so bad. It's when I got mad at her for contradicting herself (and me having to suffer), and she gave me a week off of work. That is plain passive aggressive behavior, she didn't speak to me even to chastise, simply took hours away from me.
Y'know, so I can get rich sitting around.
So I found a job for that week, and it was so much better I decided to stay there.
And my letter of resignation was very polite, do you know. I said the reasons for my departure were entirely economical, because she was not giving me enough hours. Just, if you were wondering why I am so vitriolic now, it's because I refrained from leaving with bitterness and childish tantrums.
The only real downside is that the area where I worked then was a hub of people. So, if I just wandered around I would always find somebody. At my new job there are far fewer regulars whom I have connected with.
So I am a little cut off, socially. But that is not so bad. Nothing that can't be overcome with diligence and action, respect and assertiveness.
Yes!
The power of passion!
The cloud steps home
Sick to his stomach
Trying not to rain.
Vertical lines
If you turn your face, become
Horizontal lights
The quiet setting
Somehow, there is too much noise
Not here or there.
No ride home.
Just a ride through the night -
And the rain and the wind!
Ocean jumping
Into my arms...
Am I surprised?
Shining night seashore
Brings me forgetfulness
Of the star lit sky.
The poems were just for july, you know, so now I will not have any haiku for you. But oh well. Such is life, they say.
LOVE
POWER
PEACE
<3
Saturday, July 26, 2008
Sociality
Nothing too interesting is occuring nowadays so I thought I might enlighten you to the social dynamics of Hornby.
There are essentially three groups of people. The locals, who live here year round or just about, are the most respected. They are usually pretty crazy too. Everybody wishes they were a local is what. The tourists everybody hates, because they don't know anything, aren't interesting, and are generally snootyish. Nobody likes them at all really. But we need their money, so we act at least pleasant. Lastly, because people buy second homes or jazz on hornby, the real estate prices are thru tha roof. Consequently, there is a group of people who are migrant workers, who come by only in the summer. This is because they can't afford to live year-round. This is another reason why people don't like the tourists. The migrant workers are pretty cool too, but often they are really into just partying and stuff so not quite respectable like the locals.
Of course, the lines between these blur. For example, myself, I am staying with a local (my auntie) which makes me like a local, but I am only here for the summer and am working here. So, that is the migrant worker aspect. People seem to just accept me though so that is nice. Also, there is another girl I met who used to come here every summer but now she comes as a migrant worker. Is she a local because she has spent so often time here? Is she a tourist because she is not from the island?? These are all pertinent questions.
Everybody loves me though, like I said last post. It is only the luckiest thing. I have made many many friends, and it doesnt even matter too, because everyone is friendly to me even if we aren't friends.
One thing that I love about hornby that the city can never offer me, is that there are like three places to go on the island. So, if you just go there and stand around long enough, just about anyone will show up. This makes it much easier to befriend people. Not to mention the ease with which one can follow up on love oppurtunities.
Not saying anything!
:D
That's it for today. Sorry for the reall slow pace I am moving at.
Here are all the haiku you have been missing!
Wind moves through you
Staring at the sky - hitchhike
In a pick-up truck.
The path is moving
Through trees and brush; the one sound
Of a closer shore.
A wake-up phone call
You know, the birds are singing
Called in on day off.
White stripe on water
Like tides, corresponds to the
Glimmering moonrise.
Shallow ditch-water
So clear, so teeming with life
Yet just a ditch.
Wake up to clouds
At work, no one will know
I slept on the beach.
Same place, every night -
But endless variation
Of each sun setting.
There are essentially three groups of people. The locals, who live here year round or just about, are the most respected. They are usually pretty crazy too. Everybody wishes they were a local is what. The tourists everybody hates, because they don't know anything, aren't interesting, and are generally snootyish. Nobody likes them at all really. But we need their money, so we act at least pleasant. Lastly, because people buy second homes or jazz on hornby, the real estate prices are thru tha roof. Consequently, there is a group of people who are migrant workers, who come by only in the summer. This is because they can't afford to live year-round. This is another reason why people don't like the tourists. The migrant workers are pretty cool too, but often they are really into just partying and stuff so not quite respectable like the locals.
Of course, the lines between these blur. For example, myself, I am staying with a local (my auntie) which makes me like a local, but I am only here for the summer and am working here. So, that is the migrant worker aspect. People seem to just accept me though so that is nice. Also, there is another girl I met who used to come here every summer but now she comes as a migrant worker. Is she a local because she has spent so often time here? Is she a tourist because she is not from the island?? These are all pertinent questions.
Everybody loves me though, like I said last post. It is only the luckiest thing. I have made many many friends, and it doesnt even matter too, because everyone is friendly to me even if we aren't friends.
One thing that I love about hornby that the city can never offer me, is that there are like three places to go on the island. So, if you just go there and stand around long enough, just about anyone will show up. This makes it much easier to befriend people. Not to mention the ease with which one can follow up on love oppurtunities.
Not saying anything!
:D
That's it for today. Sorry for the reall slow pace I am moving at.
Here are all the haiku you have been missing!
Wind moves through you
Staring at the sky - hitchhike
In a pick-up truck.
The path is moving
Through trees and brush; the one sound
Of a closer shore.
A wake-up phone call
You know, the birds are singing
Called in on day off.
White stripe on water
Like tides, corresponds to the
Glimmering moonrise.
Shallow ditch-water
So clear, so teeming with life
Yet just a ditch.
Wake up to clouds
At work, no one will know
I slept on the beach.
Same place, every night -
But endless variation
Of each sun setting.
Wednesday, July 23, 2008
Day Off
Sorry for not posting recently.
You see, this is my first day off in six days. Yeah! That's a while. So, what is there to say...
I have made many friendlies here. People are nice, and once you get into the Hornby vibe, most everyone is accepting of you. Most of my friends are older than me, in their twenties or thirties, but who likes teenagers anyways? These guys are much more chill. (Chill means they are cool.) They are more like me, and care less about parties and alcohol and drugs and jazz. And, every night there is a party on the beach!! Beach parties are so much fun, but even more so around a fire at night. I am gaining more confidence in myself, because it has been less than a month and already everybody loves me.
It has been harder for me to be writing haiku all the time you know, because of just life. But I do!
You see, this is my first day off in six days. Yeah! That's a while. So, what is there to say...
I have made many friendlies here. People are nice, and once you get into the Hornby vibe, most everyone is accepting of you. Most of my friends are older than me, in their twenties or thirties, but who likes teenagers anyways? These guys are much more chill. (Chill means they are cool.) They are more like me, and care less about parties and alcohol and drugs and jazz. And, every night there is a party on the beach!! Beach parties are so much fun, but even more so around a fire at night. I am gaining more confidence in myself, because it has been less than a month and already everybody loves me.
It has been harder for me to be writing haiku all the time you know, because of just life. But I do!
Saturday, July 19, 2008
comments
Nobody comments!
I know I haven't updated with shocking regularity, but doesn't anybody love me?
I know I haven't updated with shocking regularity, but doesn't anybody love me?
Monday, July 14, 2008
just life is what.
Working hard!! Ten hours turned out to be more like 8, but I was still tired this morning. You know, the way the ball rolls, the way the yarn spools, I am getting a little exhausted. However!! My cafe boss promised me not to book me for work on the day that I have my cleaning job. That makes things a little easier, you bet!! And I have some days off.
Also, that Japanese coworker whom I mentioned earlier suggested that she could give me Japanese lessons in exchange for me teaching her some guitar. I've only been playing for a year, and she's been speaking for all her life, so it's not quite equal, but I wanted her to teach me anyways... so this is good. c:
Yes!! Passionately seizing the oppurtunities that present themselves!!
That is what is going through my mind at all the times.
So, you know, I will work less this week, and hopefully less next week, because I have a life I want to live you know. It'll all work out!
Anyways, yesterday my auntie's friends took us out for a bite to eat on their boat. The same ones who helped to organize my party, what kindness, right?? Yeah, it was so beautiful but though. The water, the forest, the moon...
Watching the white moon
turn from dusty bone into
Abaloney shine.
Evening boat ride...
Through time, space, infinity
Personal echoes.
Also, that Japanese coworker whom I mentioned earlier suggested that she could give me Japanese lessons in exchange for me teaching her some guitar. I've only been playing for a year, and she's been speaking for all her life, so it's not quite equal, but I wanted her to teach me anyways... so this is good. c:
Yes!! Passionately seizing the oppurtunities that present themselves!!
That is what is going through my mind at all the times.
So, you know, I will work less this week, and hopefully less next week, because I have a life I want to live you know. It'll all work out!
Anyways, yesterday my auntie's friends took us out for a bite to eat on their boat. The same ones who helped to organize my party, what kindness, right?? Yeah, it was so beautiful but though. The water, the forest, the moon...
Watching the white moon
turn from dusty bone into
Abaloney shine.
Evening boat ride...
Through time, space, infinity
Personal echoes.
Sunday, July 13, 2008
work
sorry, no updates right now!
I have like ten hours of work to do or something @o@
So but I will make sure not to have too much work on the island.
Passion!
I have like ten hours of work to do or something @o@
So but I will make sure not to have too much work on the island.
Passion!
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