She's great, aint she!?
Tuesday, May 10, 2011
Monday, May 9, 2011
Z Weekend.
So, after receiving the rather heart-wrenching news that i would not be able to go to Buenos Aires after all, i had resigned myself to a weekend of boredom and depression.
H o w e v e r,
Zara had other plans.
On Friday, D-day itself, Zara, Amanda and i went to Bar Rene to meet the boys.
Not quite done after a few drinks, Zara and i somehow managed to stay out til 7am, dancing the whole night on far more piscolas than i thought which resulted in a naughty gluten binge on the way home.
BAD DAISY.
Saturday morning was somewhat painful, but nothing rollercoasters couldnt fix!
That's right, the girls bustled on down to Fantasilandia for hamburgers, haunted houses and MONGA!!
I literally have never felt SO SICK and for SO LONG in my life. Definately a bad hangover cure as it cured nothing, only made it worse. I very nearly threw up all over Zara at one point.
Sorry about that.
Saturday night was Salsa dancing and drinks which i was SOO not up for, so instead i wined and dined myself with a hot bath and a movie which i did NOT finish and fell asleep at 11.30.
Sunday i woke up with a cold, great.
But of course market shopping and home made potato dauphinoise made by Zara was just what i needed.
So all in all....Chile may be shit at Visa explination, and my very bestest friends may be spending a week with my boyfriend in Buenos Aires...but, i still had an awesome weekend.
Thank you girlies!!
But no thanks to the guy who poo'd on the street on Sunday.
That was TOTES. NOT. COOL..
H o w e v e r,
Zara had other plans.
On Friday, D-day itself, Zara, Amanda and i went to Bar Rene to meet the boys.
Not quite done after a few drinks, Zara and i somehow managed to stay out til 7am, dancing the whole night on far more piscolas than i thought which resulted in a naughty gluten binge on the way home.
BAD DAISY.
Saturday morning was somewhat painful, but nothing rollercoasters couldnt fix!
That's right, the girls bustled on down to Fantasilandia for hamburgers, haunted houses and MONGA!!
I literally have never felt SO SICK and for SO LONG in my life. Definately a bad hangover cure as it cured nothing, only made it worse. I very nearly threw up all over Zara at one point.
Sorry about that.
Saturday night was Salsa dancing and drinks which i was SOO not up for, so instead i wined and dined myself with a hot bath and a movie which i did NOT finish and fell asleep at 11.30.
Sunday i woke up with a cold, great.
But of course market shopping and home made potato dauphinoise made by Zara was just what i needed.
So all in all....Chile may be shit at Visa explination, and my very bestest friends may be spending a week with my boyfriend in Buenos Aires...but, i still had an awesome weekend.
Thank you girlies!!
But no thanks to the guy who poo'd on the street on Sunday.
That was TOTES. NOT. COOL..
Friday, May 6, 2011
Thursday, May 5, 2011
V.ery I.rrated S.o A.ngry
YES IT DOES.
Why is Chile so shit and doesnt explain anything!?
Lulo, Philly and Shnuggles are all going to Buenos Aires this weekend....i was supposed to be joining them.
not now im not.
I was not informed that upon my arrival in Chile i had 30 days to 'register' my visa and therefore i have been living here illegally.
That's all fine- except the system to register visas is BROKEN today and will not be fixed until tomorrow when we were supposed to be leaving for Buenos Aires.
Guess i'll stay home then!
I could not be more pissed.
Filo, ciao Chile.
Tuesday, May 3, 2011
DUNZO
IT'S DONE.
IT'S SUBMITTED.
ESSAY'S DONE.
MISSION "MAKE LIFE BORING AND STAY INDOORS AT ALL TIMES" IS OFFICIALLY OVER.
IT'S SUBMITTED.
ESSAY'S DONE.
MISSION "MAKE LIFE BORING AND STAY INDOORS AT ALL TIMES" IS OFFICIALLY OVER.
LET.LIFE.BEGIN.
Monday, May 2, 2011
Today has been probably one of the most horrible days working at La Segunda so far.
I've sort of grown accustomed to the death counts, the overly detailed facts and the, at times, heart breaking interviews i have to conduct...but today i found myself really really feeling sick to my stomach.
As im sure you all know Osama Bin laden was killed last night.
I'm not necesarily pleased or angry about it; merely shocked, mainly at the way people have reacted to it.
My job today has been scouring through the editorial and opinion pages in the French, Spanish, English and American online newspapers to translate and write up as an addition to the piece we are writing.
The american ones are the worst:
You're proud!?
Proud that you killed someone!?
Osama bin laden did terrible things, he killed thousands, but in no way do i think anyone should ever rejoice over someone's death. Most likely they rejoiced after 9/11, are we going to mimic them and do the same?
And what on earth do you mean, "won't kill anymore Americans"?
THE WORLD was affected. There were more than just Americans in those towers, in the buses and tube stations in London and the bomb attacks in Madrid.
I have honestly never felt so sick reading the news as i have today.
Pages upon pages of photos of people rejoicing in the streets with paint on their faces, of articles dedicated to expressing people's pride in being American because of THIS.
There are even botched photos of bin Laden's corpse all over the internet.
This has made me so sure i never want to work in this line of journalism.
Who on earth can be so sick and stupid to hear someone is dead and be happy about it.
This isn't the end of terrorism, if anything this is the begining.
Im sorry to rant and i dont mean to push my opinions on anyone, but i am so angry and sad about this.
Life is life, no matter whose it is and we should never be joyful when it is taken away.
I've sort of grown accustomed to the death counts, the overly detailed facts and the, at times, heart breaking interviews i have to conduct...but today i found myself really really feeling sick to my stomach.
As im sure you all know Osama Bin laden was killed last night.
I'm not necesarily pleased or angry about it; merely shocked, mainly at the way people have reacted to it.
My job today has been scouring through the editorial and opinion pages in the French, Spanish, English and American online newspapers to translate and write up as an addition to the piece we are writing.
The american ones are the worst:
"Tonight, i am proud. We got the son of a bitch"
The Washington Post
"This is revenge, but it's also deterrence and also means that bin Laden won't kill any more Americans"
The New York Times
You're proud!?
Proud that you killed someone!?
Osama bin laden did terrible things, he killed thousands, but in no way do i think anyone should ever rejoice over someone's death. Most likely they rejoiced after 9/11, are we going to mimic them and do the same?
And what on earth do you mean, "won't kill anymore Americans"?
THE WORLD was affected. There were more than just Americans in those towers, in the buses and tube stations in London and the bomb attacks in Madrid.
I have honestly never felt so sick reading the news as i have today.
Pages upon pages of photos of people rejoicing in the streets with paint on their faces, of articles dedicated to expressing people's pride in being American because of THIS.
There are even botched photos of bin Laden's corpse all over the internet.
This has made me so sure i never want to work in this line of journalism.
Who on earth can be so sick and stupid to hear someone is dead and be happy about it.
This isn't the end of terrorism, if anything this is the begining.
Im sorry to rant and i dont mean to push my opinions on anyone, but i am so angry and sad about this.
Life is life, no matter whose it is and we should never be joyful when it is taken away.
Saturday, April 30, 2011
w a n n a b e t h i s g i r l
or maybe the dog?
dunno.
don't really care.....
cos BOTH are cool.
dunno.
don't really care.....
cos BOTH are cool.
Bogey in my hair.
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