Gave it a go...

Well I gave this song a go... doesn't really suit my voice but there we go!! There is another post from tonight, do check it out (like you would a nice boy's bottom).

Pride

  Today I took my first phone call without anyone sat with me. It was a most terrifying sweaty adrenaline rush. But I did it, and yes I had to call her back because I forgot everything, but the point is I DID IT. I just wish we could have some way of filtering the easier calls to the trainees... but it was awesome. I was shaking a lot afterwards, but the rush was really rewarding. I love talking to people, you're never lonely.

  Other excitements are that my mum's Messiah Project is finally starting to get the recognition it deserves, she's evens started setting up a blog tonight, (with the addition of my help and an amount of swearing), so watch this space, I shall be linking it when she writes. I am sure it will be like my blog, but funnier and better written.

  It's one of those days where hard work pays off, I am hugely proud of the ideas my mum comes up with, her determination and drive to see them through without any relent, and her passion for helping timid singers. I think I should count myself lucky for having such an inspirational, intelligent fucking pain in the arse of a mother. How many people can say that they are inspired by their Mum? Not many I think. Very proud daughter.

  To be fair, my dad is having an equally taxing day. He's been given the gruelling task of cooking supper, which he is fretting about no end bless him. Mum really has set a high challenge with this one.

  ANYWAY please can you click the link to her website and just click 'like' on the homepage on the left. No excuses.
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Hey if you really like me and want to earn brownie points, why not share it with anyone you want?!

That's all for now folkes.

  Well. The days blur into one. Every Wednesday seems to be a Tuesday to me. And today I had the horror of seeing a new trainee sat with MY mentor. Not happy. Competition.

  But apart from work I don't really do much. I find myself not as conscious of my thoughts nowadays, the way I used to study them has waned. Nothing seems to happen or be achieved. I am too tired to read, and I miss my friends when I can't see them. I was flung into this completely different routine and now it seems that I am playing catch up.

  I walked home tonight, staring at my tummy. It seems those extra lunches, (my reputation for consuming food has now reached the level where other colleagues pass along their unwanted food in my direction without an utterance), are finally catching up with me. Bit of a tum I have. And my face is getting chubby. Not terribly, but when you have a food baby a good 4 hours after lunch, it's time to reconsider those extra chocolate bars right? - fyi. 3 chocolate bars for £1.20 in Tesco at the moment.

  I've kept kidding myself that I'd become some sort of career goddess when my job started, that I'd have my own flat, I'd wake early to do my work-out (har har) and stroll into work looking effortlessly together and awake, regular coffee in hand. And I'd just smile and say good morning without dropping anything or making a weird noise. But who am I kidding?! It is of course, me.

So. I seem to be a caricature of myself nowadays, if that were possible. But I accept that now.

  What next? I am tidying my room tonight, I shall be starting to send things to the charity shop soon, and that's that. Clear out the old and bring in the new. How can we become a better person without our environment changing? I leave you to ponder that. Happy happy happy Poppy.

HAPPY HAPPY HAPPY

  Walking home from work on Friday evening I found myself in a sort of euphoric state. I had just had drinks at the pub with some truly wonderful and wacky work colleagues, and felt particularly fantastic. When I pushed aside the fact that my eyes hurt like hell (stress problems) and work is exhausting me, I felt amazing.

  I think specifically, the infection of a genuine smile made my day. You can appreciate how great this world is by giving a huge all-teeth-american-girl-style smile to passers by. In return, you'd get the same honest smile back and the sort of glow of someone who's day had just improved. There are polite smiles but real smiles are a whole new level, how fabulous!

  Today I've been a little grumpy, and returning to this moment has just given me that little bit of umpf to get me back into a good mood. Someone said to me today, "You have such a positive look on life Poppy" and I got the biggest school-girl grin on my face. I think that's a new development you know. Something I've been taught by a person who has changed my life for the better (you know who you are), I am hugely grateful to have been given rose-tinted specs from such a young age. I think it takes a few years before we stop the teenage 'everything is shit *grunt*' approach to things. But I feel I'm past that.

  Don't get me wrong, we all have off days, and being told to cheer up when you're down is the last thing you need. However, if you start to find the best in every situation you have, come out of every relationship/experience and think to yourself, 1. What did I do wrong? (because it's a two way street folkes) that answer could be nothing though, and 2. What have I learnt to take into my next experience? You will find your soul in much better knick and happiness will be imminent. Because let's face it, it's much nicer to be happy than sad and bitter.




  I feel like I've smoked something...

  So yes! Life is fabby-loo and all that stuff. I am technically almost homeless and my room is a tip and things at work are about to kick into king stressful but I AM HAPPEEEEEEEEE!!

  BE HAPPY EVERYONE !!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=d-diB65scQU

  As it's been a while since my last post, I have edited together a collection of videos which show what I have been up to recently, when I'm not working. Today is my first day off in 13 days and I am LOVING it. I woke up at 12, had a massive hangover curing fry up, (I thought Evie was going to have some of the scrambled egg so I put 5 eggs in. Turns out she was having boiled so I ate 5 eggs), then finally watched Pirates of The Caribbean - which we had to stop and watch on my laptop because I scratched the DVD incredibly badly. LOL.

  Sincere apologies for the use of the previous word, I'm not sure what came over me. But what have I been up to? I have been swallowed by sorting through crap in my room, trying to sort out where I am living incredibly soon and work work working! It's funny how quickly your system goes into a routine, I've been working and sleeping, and in between that Mum has been stuffing as many vegetables down me as possible: 'We've got to keep your immune system working!'

  My new job is fabulous. I love the people I'm with, I always leave work with a huge smile on my face. And I'm starting to be good at it, which is even better because it means people won't yell at me down the phone. It's an exciting time.

  And of course, there's been the big 18 birthday! Last night I 'went out' for the first time with lots of friends and some work friends as well, I had a corker of a night! It's true, a night out is what you make it. It wasn't Malia but at least there was no rapists or fights, which has to be a plus. I'm just so happy to finally be able to do stuff with everyone, it's been really dull watching friends go out and buy drinks and having to get a J2O. No offence to J2O, it's a classic drink. Although, have you tried one recently? Despite it's nostalgic symbolism they really are rather unpleasant tasting...

Long Over Due

  Where to begin really. I haven't posted in such an age I can barely remember what has happened to me.

  I suppose firstly was Malia, an incredible experience. I miss it so much but at the time we were all quite homesick I think. The heat affected me quite badly after a while (resulting in a 4 hour nap in a water park. Most expensive nap ever) and I burnt a bit, which was so painful. Especially when you're out with everyone and drunkards keeping coming and slapping you on the shoulders... haaaaaouch.

  Ouzo was one of the top ranking most painful experiences of my life. Buy the cheap shit, and 20 minutes in you feel like throwing up. Hideous. The alcohol was generally nasty, from paint stripper vodka to watered down squash. Panos, our hotel manager who I am in love with, he was so sweet and protective of us. And on our first day he said 'If you have a problem, you come to Panos.' We bought him a signed t-shirt at the end and he said it was his favourite. *blush and giggle*

  The best part for me was meeting people and getting to know them. There were 4 boys from Durham staying at our hotel and 2 girls from Leicester. The Durham boys were such a laugh, we all really missed their ironed t-shirts and mocking their accents after they left.

Anyway, you've all seen the photos, they say more than enough.

...what next...

Well, I came home and my parents were like: "We bought a house." So they're off to fly to the lover's nest alone together. Mum's getting so excited about decorating and Dad won't stop talking about hinges and solar panels. It's thrilling. But as much as I get bored of hearing about it, I can't help but be infected by their excitement. Hopefully I'll have somewhere to live soon then.

  I've started my new job as well, and it's my 18th on tuesday! So excited. Also, it was Isobel's Dad's wedding last night, I have never had such a good night. I tried whiskey, and LOVED it, which makes me feel very cool and grown up. THERE WAS A DISCO which I DANCED to. And all the people we were with were hilarious. We ended up having a bath in the built into the floor jacuzzi tub. It was hilarious.

  What else? I feel like I'm missing something. Maybe not. I'm just very happy to be so busy at the moment, I'm learning so much and I already feel like I'm becoming the person I want to be, really naturally, which is great. Here's to the future.

OH AND I GOT INTO READING UNIVERSITY. Knew I'd missed something.