tag:rantsofacow.blog.co.uk,2009-11-21:/MokoFeed2009-11-21T09:48:57+01:00tag:rantsofacow.blog.co.uk,2008-08-28:/2008/08/28/going-away-4650656/eyeontheball2008-08-28T20:50:24+02:002008-08-28T20:50:24+02:00 <p> I was so sorry when I got on the plane on my own,<br> sorry because I wanted to share it with you<br> I didn't want to go away<br> Because I miss you<br> I missed you before I even left</p> <p>But here I am now,<br> Surrounded by familiar faces<br> Listening to familiar voices<br> The same story every time<br> Here I am now,<br> I know I can do things without you<br> And I do<br> But what value does it have?<br> What does it mean ?<br> What does it all mean?<br> If I can't share it with anyone.</p> <p> <small> <a href="http://rantsofacow.blog.co.uk/2008/08/28/going-away-4650656/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:rantsofacow.blog.co.uk,2008-08-16:/2008/08/16/getting-ready-to-leave-the-island-4596276/eyeontheball2008-08-16T13:20:51+02:002008-08-16T13:20:51+02:00 <p>i always feel very anxious to leave the island, go back for a taste of the old life</p> <p>see the people i've known all my life, the place I ran away from to come here</p> <p>hearing my parents give the same speeches about how life should and shouldn't be, how i do everything wrong</p> <p>whilst here i leave with heartache knowing that most probably i will not be missed, life will go on without me and the memory of me will slip away and when i come back i'll be ignored just like the odd cushion on the couch</p> <p>i don't feel i belong anywhere, everything i touch turns to dust</p> <p>i wish i could go back to the happy times when i was wanted, cherised and loved - when you thought i was nice and sweet </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://rantsofacow.blog.co.uk/2008/08/16/getting-ready-to-leave-the-island-4596276/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:rantsofacow.blog.co.uk,2008-08-11:/2008/08/11/in-the-thrill-the-pleasure-4573328/eyeontheball2008-08-11T20:10:16+02:002008-08-11T20:10:16+02:00 <p>I sit here and I wait,<br> Along the edge,<br> my spirit soars,<br> Up in the skies,<br> Down in the soils.<br> My heartbeat like music in my ears,<br> And in the wind I'm lost in fear,<br> and in the thrill the pleasure. </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://rantsofacow.blog.co.uk/2008/08/11/in-the-thrill-the-pleasure-4573328/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:rantsofacow.blog.co.uk,2008-08-10:/2008/08/10/in-my-darkest-hour-4567646/eyeontheball2008-08-10T18:02:11+02:002008-08-10T18:40:11+02:00 <p>in my darkest hour<br> i whisper your name<br> my head is spinning<br> my heart in great pain<br> i just need you to<br> hold my hand<br> in my darkest hour<br> i whisper your name<br> but you're far away<br> you don't even notice<br> pain painted on my face<br> in my darkest hour<br> i whisper your name<br> i just need you<br> to hold me<br> tell me i'll be ok<br> in my darkest hour<br> i'm afraid i might die<br> and no one will notice<br> or even care </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://rantsofacow.blog.co.uk/2008/08/10/in-my-darkest-hour-4567646/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:rantsofacow.blog.co.uk,2008-08-09:/2008/08/09/the-elusive-slippery-truth-4563727/eyeontheball2008-08-09T15:14:11+02:002008-08-09T15:14:11+02:00 <p>the elusive slippery truth<br> i stood tall because<br> i foolishy thought i knew<br> i thought i knew better<br> than anyone else<br> arrogant and stubborn<br> beyond comprehension<br> all this time i expected<br> nothing but full attention<br> and when i didn't get it<br> i was harsh vindictive<br> full of resentment<br> i gave it my all<br> only to expect it back<br> i feel so guilty<br> accusing others<br> and being as bad myself<br> the elusive slippery truth<br> i stood tall because<br> i thought i knew better<br> than anyone else<br> arrogant and stubborn<br> beyond comprehension </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://rantsofacow.blog.co.uk/2008/08/09/the-elusive-slippery-truth-4563727/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:rantsofacow.blog.co.uk,2008-08-07:/2008/08/07/i-shall-not-leave-4555611/eyeontheball2008-08-07T14:47:53+02:002008-08-07T14:47:53+02:00 <p>all my life i've stood<br> for my beliefs I've taken<br> the punishment i've endured<br> and now is not the time to cower<br> behind me all my soldiers<br> my family and friends<br> i stand up and charge<br> for the battle is close at hand<br> so hear me now and listen well<br> i will stand my ground<br> i shall not hide or run away<br> i shall not leave<br> this battle i shall win</p> <p> <small> <a href="http://rantsofacow.blog.co.uk/2008/08/07/i-shall-not-leave-4555611/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:rantsofacow.blog.co.uk,2008-08-01:/2008/08/02/i-am-no-more-4531570/eyeontheball2008-08-02T00:24:28+02:002008-08-02T00:24:28+02:00 <p>muse that whispers in my ear,<br> you are the one i will not fear,<br> i long for you to hold me near,<br> for i am lost in this path unclear.</p> <p>for inside me winter sings,<br> the frost has frozen all my tears,<br> my soul in slumber lays,<br> my heart ceased beating</p> <p>muse that whispers in my ear,<br> awake the feelings i hold dear,<br> for life is worthless without pain,<br> love and fire in my soul</p> <p>i am no more than a speck of dust,<br> i am no more than a breath in the wind<br> i am no more than a drop in the ocean<br> i am no more than a tear on a face</p> <p>yet so many words have spilt on paper,<br> and every word is part of me,<br> my deepest thoughts and silent pleas<br> my struggle to comprehend</p> <p>muse that whispers in my ear,<br> stop this torture my plea's sincere,<br> i cannot stand to face my fear,<br> i'd rather fade and disappear</p> <p> <small> <a href="http://rantsofacow.blog.co.uk/2008/08/02/i-am-no-more-4531570/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:rantsofacow.blog.co.uk,2008-08-01:/2008/08/01/walking-through-the-valley-of-darkness-4531470/eyeontheball2008-08-01T23:45:59+02:002008-08-01T23:49:17+02:00 <p>I'm walking through the valley of darkness,<br> again,<br> No biblical rain will wash my face<br> No faith will lift me up into the light<br> For this is where i'm meant to be<br> the furtherest corner of infinity<br> and i can hear my mind speak<br> for reason here is more important than survival</p> <p>I'm walking through the valley of darkness,<br> again,<br> and for every step i take<br> the weight on my shoulders doubles the stress on my spine<br> No simbolic creature will speak to me<br> No magical doors will appear to let me out<br> For this is where i'm meant to be<br> a far cry nobody can hear<br> the reject that has disappeared </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://rantsofacow.blog.co.uk/2008/08/01/walking-through-the-valley-of-darkness-4531470/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:rantsofacow.blog.co.uk,2008-07-31:/2008/07/31/running-out-of-words-4526898/eyeontheball2008-07-31T23:05:50+02:002008-07-31T23:05:50+02:00 <p>here's the words locked in my heart,<br> if you looked at me you'd see,<br> i struggle alone in the dark,<br> because your words so sharp like knives,<br> have slain my heart a million times,<br> and through the pain,<br> i miss you mostly for,<br> your enthusiasm for life,<br> your charm and warmth.<br> i miss our late night chats<br> and friendly pokes,<br> i miss our sharing of wonderful plans<br> and crazy ideas,<br> Between us now a canyon<br> great divides<br> i struggle alone to cross<br> this bridge full of a million thorns,<br> just for a tiny smile,<br> i wish i could read you mind,<br> wonder around it and explore<br> maybe to understand what's going on,<br> life is so unfair<br> full of dilemmas and angry days<br> perseverance so hard to chase,<br> i've become afraid to speak,<br> show emotion, cry or laugh<br> i live in fear that my every move<br> will call on wrath<br> the cold answer and harsh words<br> i shall never ask for hug or kiss,<br> i shall never ask for anything again.<br> you say sorry but its empty words,<br> i'm punished for committing no crime,<br> the past adventures all gone away,<br> for every word nor silence reigns,<br> no place for me left in your empty life,<br> you are the biggest challenge i ever met,<br> with others kind and giving,<br> with me horrid and forbidding<br> cold as winter i am inside,<br> all i wanted was some of your time,<br> i gave all my soul to make this work,<br> i'll fight for it through night and day,<br> top of my list you always were,<br> whether you're sick or in good health,<br> i feel like i've lost all my strenght,<br> i feel left out, forgotten amidst the clutter,<br> i've been slayed, belittled, insulted and rejected,<br> and yet i've never bit back<br> the hurt absorbed and carefully packed<br> i've been sick and left alone,<br> not even a text to check how i am,<br> you used to text me to make sure i turn up,<br> now you send me away<br> whatever i say won't change a thing<br> you turn you back and go away. </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://rantsofacow.blog.co.uk/2008/07/31/running-out-of-words-4526898/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:rantsofacow.blog.co.uk,2008-07-12:/2008/07/12/my-broken-heart-sings-4439988/eyeontheball2008-07-12T22:34:45+02:002008-07-12T22:34:45+02:00 <p>listen<br> my broken heart sings<br> and in the hidden whispers<br> my silent plea<br> listen<br> my broken heart sings<br> i am only but a girl<br> but you are to me a friend<br> a lover and my love<br> and to you i'd give<br> my last piece of chocolate,<br> my last piece of bread,<br> i would follow you wherever,<br> you wanted me to go,<br> take care of you when you're sick,<br> hold you in your sleep<br> listen<br> my broken heart sings<br> and in the hidden whispers<br> my silent plea<br> i am only but a girl </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://rantsofacow.blog.co.uk/2008/07/12/my-broken-heart-sings-4439988/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:rantsofacow.blog.co.uk,2008-07-05:/2008/07/05/be-afraid-not-4408394/eyeontheball2008-07-05T21:38:58+02:002008-07-05T21:38:58+02:00 <p>Be afraid not,<br> The night is only a few hours long,<br> People around you come and go,<br> Words will eventually turn to silence,<br> Health is forever precious,<br> Money unimportant detail,<br> Love is temporary madness.<br> Be afraid not,<br> Unhappiness is just a fleeting wind,<br> Seasons change quickly,<br> Jobs can be quit,<br> Lovers replaced,<br> Children grow up and go away,<br> Broken heart will come and go,<br> Your list of acquaintances will increase,<br> Best of friends will last forever<br> Be afraid not<br> To face life as it is </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://rantsofacow.blog.co.uk/2008/07/05/be-afraid-not-4408394/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:rantsofacow.blog.co.uk,2008-06-27:/2008/06/27/in-my-loneliness-i-suffer-4372883/eyeontheball2008-06-27T18:39:06+02:002008-06-27T19:13:52+02:00 <p>In my loneliness I suffer and in my loneliness I whisper to myself your name, which means the world to me.</p> <p>In my loneliness I suffer and in my loneliness I sit alone and think of ways to make you feel my undying love.</p> <p>In my loneliness I suffer and in my loneliness I am alert to hear your hand on the door handle.</p> <p>In my loneliness I suffer and in my loneliness I am ready to spill my heart and share my warmth.</p> <p>In my loneliness I suffer and since the day we met this vast distance betweens us stays.</p> <p>In my loneliness I suffer and now I ask please for tender hug and tender kiss and best of all not to be dismissed.</p> <p>So strong I feel that my heart cries. So strong I feel that my soul whimpers. </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://rantsofacow.blog.co.uk/2008/06/27/in-my-loneliness-i-suffer-4372883/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:rantsofacow.blog.co.uk,2008-06-20:/2008/06/20/here-s-to-you-the-man-4340471/eyeontheball2008-06-20T13:10:52+02:002008-06-20T13:10:52+02:00 <p>here's to you the man<br> who gave a lot and never took,<br> here's to you the man<br> who stands ignored and never looked,</p> <p>here's to you the man<br> whose heart cries out in silent tears,<br> here's to you the man<br> whose dreams would fall onto deaf ears</p> <p>here's to you the man<br> who craves for human touch,<br> here's to you the man<br> the child that never grew</p> <p>here's to you the man<br> i love, i care and honour,<br> here's to you the man<br> whose love i'd like to cherish </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://rantsofacow.blog.co.uk/2008/06/20/here-s-to-you-the-man-4340471/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:rantsofacow.blog.co.uk,2008-06-19:/2008/06/19/sweet-memory-4338609/eyeontheball2008-06-19T23:35:40+02:002008-06-19T23:35:40+02:00 <p>We ll sit facing each other,<br> Palms touching lightly,<br> Talking in whispers,<br> If I close my eyes - I'll still see you,<br> If I move away - I'll still feel you,<br> If you stop talking - I'll still hear you,<br> Sweet memory so fresh and clear,<br> Dispell the shadows of my mind,<br> We meet half way across this space,<br> Presence lingering in still air,<br> The smell of heaven on our skin,<br> We ll sit facing each other,<br> Palms touching lightly,<br> Talking in whispers,<br> If I close my eyes - I'll still see you,<br> If I move away - I'll still feel you,<br> If you stop talking - I'll still hear you.<br> Sweet memory so fresh and clear.</p> <p> <small> <a href="http://rantsofacow.blog.co.uk/2008/06/19/sweet-memory-4338609/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:rantsofacow.blog.co.uk,2008-06-18:/2008/06/18/whispers-in-the-dark-4333579/eyeontheball2008-06-18T19:50:06+02:002008-06-18T19:50:06+02:00 <p>In the shadows I now stand,<br> I cast myself away,<br> Hidden and away I stay,<br> Not to summon your contempt</p> <p>In the shadows I now stand,<br> Fighting a fight against myself,<br> To hush myself and silence keep<br> Not to summon your contempt</p> <p>In the shadows I now stand,<br> Tears hidden carefully away,<br> Hidden and away I stay,<br> Not to summon your contempt </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://rantsofacow.blog.co.uk/2008/06/18/whispers-in-the-dark-4333579/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:rantsofacow.blog.co.uk,2008-06-11:/2008/06/12/papers-files-and-more-papers-4304118/eyeontheball2008-06-12T00:36:55+02:002008-06-12T00:36:55+02:00 <p>I've always found it strange how therapeutic I find it to make random money calculations, budgets and print out plans, maps and scribble on my diary...</p> <p>Everyone has his/her own ways I suppose to deal with stuff when things look easy for some and extremely hard for others.</p> <p>Life is funny really and we make decisions for everything that change our lives as we go along. Take for example deciding what to eat of if to eat at all.</p> <p>how different would life be if you take decisions even the very simplest and slightest change could change everything</p> <p>one thing i know for sure...its best never to regret a decision because whatever you do, you can never be fully undone </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://rantsofacow.blog.co.uk/2008/06/12/papers-files-and-more-papers-4304118/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:rantsofacow.blog.co.uk,2008-06-03:/2008/06/03/day-16-standing-on-the-edge-4265400/eyeontheball2008-06-03T23:05:14+02:002008-06-03T23:05:14+02:00 <p>There are days were all I think about is alienating my mind to grasp to the last of my will power, where hope is the tiny thread I hold on to, to avoid ending.</p> <p>I feel like I'm running a marathon with no end and everytime I stumble I get trampled instead of helped to get back on my feet. Yet I realise I'm so lucky I have enough to eat and drink and enough to spend on silly stuff and my whimpering is an insult to those less fortunate.</p> <p>I'm trying to find something to keep me busy and my mind off things. </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://rantsofacow.blog.co.uk/2008/06/03/day-16-standing-on-the-edge-4265400/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:rantsofacow.blog.co.uk,2008-05-07:/2008/05/07/day-15-great-fun-at-the-lakes-4145616/eyeontheball2008-05-07T23:12:39+02:002008-05-07T23:12:39+02:00 <p>oohhhh I was so disappointed we had to get back on the boat to come back home</p> <p>we spent the most exciting long weekend at hawkshead in the lake district... the b&b was nice and quaint... we were a bit shocked that we didn't have any tv in the room but then again we were so tired everynight we went to bed at 9pm and woke every day for breakfast at 8.30am</p> <p>we rode on the yamaha...650 miles in 4 days ... my bum and back were a bit sore but over all and we got to see loads on interesting places too</p> <p>the aquarium <a href="http://www.aquariumofthelakes.co.uk/">http://www.aquariumofthelakes.co.uk/</a><br> the wildlife park <a href="http://www.wildanimalpark.co.uk/wildlifepark_home.asp">http://www.wildanimalpark.co.uk/wildlifepark_home.asp</a><br> abbey at furness <a href="http://www.english-heritage.org.uk/server/show/nav.00100100101300600200b">http://www.english-heritage.org.uk/server/show/nav.00100100101300600200b</a><br> hadrians wall <a href="http://www.hadrians-wall.org/">http://www.hadrians-wall.org/</a><br> white scar caves <a href="http://www.whitescarcave.co.uk/frame.htm">http://www.whitescarcave.co.uk/frame.htm</a><br> devils bridge of course <a href="http://www.devilsbridge-bikes.co.uk/">http://www.devilsbridge-bikes.co.uk/</a></p> <p>and we managed to accumulate loads of pics too</p> <p><a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=113186&l=45e1c&id=740560523">http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=113186&l=45e1c&id=740560523</a><br> <a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=113192&l=27e9f&id=740560523">http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=113192&l=27e9f&id=740560523</a><br> <a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=113221&l=308aa&id=740560523">http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=113221&l=308aa&id=740560523</a><br> <a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=113229&l=5daf0&id=740560523">http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=113229&l=5daf0&id=740560523</a></p> <p>they're in 4 parts <img src="/img/smilies/icon_smile.gif" alt=":)" class="middle" border="0"></p> <p>happy viewing and if you haven't been to the lakes I recommend it greatly </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://rantsofacow.blog.co.uk/2008/05/07/day-15-great-fun-at-the-lakes-4145616/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:rantsofacow.blog.co.uk,2008-04-12:/2008/04/12/day-14-money-4033719/eyeontheball2008-04-12T12:44:26+02:002008-04-12T12:44:26+02:00 <p>Money is such a fleeting thing you earn it slowly and spend it quickly its quite incredible really</p> <p>We went out to celebrate my bf's birthday so the bill was on me and I decided to take him to a nice posh place which incidentally happened to be in a casino hehe</p> <p>So we had a brilliant meal and then went on the bank to get some chips <img src="/img/smilies/icon_smile.gif" alt=":)" class="middle" border="0"></p> <p>I should have kept the money in the bank jjjjeeeezzzz I lost all of my £50 which was sort of a big deal considereing I had just paid the bill from the restaurant lol</p> <p>Anyway know I can say that I've tried gambling and it doesn't work for me hehe</p> <p>At least my hubby doubled his money and what really matters is that he had a good time <img src="/img/smilies/icon_smile.gif" alt=":)" class="middle" border="0"> </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://rantsofacow.blog.co.uk/2008/04/12/day-14-money-4033719/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:rantsofacow.blog.co.uk,2008-04-10:/2008/04/10/day-13-out-of-sync-4027357/eyeontheball2008-04-10T21:24:38+02:002008-04-10T21:24:38+02:00 <p>This week I seem to be out of sync with the world, at work and at home it seems I've fallen out of time</p> <p>I keep forgetting what day were in and time seems to be exessively slow at times or extremly fast and whats worse I seem to be thirsty all the time....</p> <p>I forgot one other thing I keep whinging like an old bag too lol</p> <p>sorry guys </p> <p>Ah well everyone has a whinge once in a while <img src="/img/smilies/icon_smile.gif" alt=":)" class="middle" border="0"></p> <p> <small> <a href="http://rantsofacow.blog.co.uk/2008/04/10/day-13-out-of-sync-4027357/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:rantsofacow.blog.co.uk,2008-04-09:/2008/04/09/day-12-the-core-of-life-4022908/eyeontheball2008-04-09T21:33:22+02:002008-04-09T21:33:22+02:00 <p>We usually tend to have our comfort zones and we stick to them.... that's what ppl do usually...put on their headphones, or keep themselves busy incessantly clicking on the keypads of their phones.</p> <p>That takes me to my everyday morning routine...</p> <p>get ready to go</p> <p>a little peck on the cheek</p> <p>and off out of the door with random picked tunes on the faithful mp3 player</p> <p>the frenzied walk only lasts about 10min but still</p> <p>on the way I see the same ppl everyday</p> <p>and everyday we brush past each other with outher acknowledging one another</p> <p>like we're living in another planet</p> <p>Its very weird really, you see the same faces everyday and yet everyday they remain strangers</p> <p>Is this the core of life? Daily strangers? </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://rantsofacow.blog.co.uk/2008/04/09/day-12-the-core-of-life-4022908/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:rantsofacow.blog.co.uk,2008-04-06:/2008/04/06/day-11-the-honeymoon-effect-4005374/eyeontheball2008-04-06T23:31:57+02:002008-04-06T23:31:57+02:00 <p>men are so strange.....ezpecially when you happen to live with one</p> <p>sometimes I feel like I'm invisble for long periods of time and then suddenly he turns on and that's it he's the sweetest guy ever lol</p> <p>I sort of gave up of trying to understand now I just enjoy the honeymoon effect and try to stretch it for as long as I can <img src="/img/smilies/icon_smile.gif" alt=":)" class="middle" border="0"></p> <p>well a little tip for anyone going through the rough patch </p> <p>try to keep your positive hat on... the wind will change and when it does all the bad thoughts will be brushed away </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://rantsofacow.blog.co.uk/2008/04/06/day-11-the-honeymoon-effect-4005374/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:rantsofacow.blog.co.uk,2008-03-28:/2008/03/28/day-10-the-eye-test-3958727/eyeontheball2008-03-28T19:27:47+01:002008-03-28T19:27:47+01:00 <p>haha after I don't know how many years I've waited for this </p> <p>I finally went to see an optician lol </p> <p>So on the Isle of Man the government lets you have a free eye test which is cool <img src="/img/smilies/icon_smile.gif" alt=":)" class="middle" border="0"> so I turned up to Boots and booked in my appointment with a not very friendly guy.</p> <p>Turns out its a full fledged test, try this lense, measure here and read there not too bad at all and over and above a flirty optician lol he even humoured my with a joke about carrot and rabbits lol</p> <p>Anyways I'll try to buy some cool new glasses this coming week ... </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://rantsofacow.blog.co.uk/2008/03/28/day-10-the-eye-test-3958727/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:rantsofacow.blog.co.uk,2008-03-27:/2008/03/27/day-9-feels-like-drowning-3953414/eyeontheball2008-03-27T22:46:40+01:002008-03-27T22:46:40+01:00 <p>When everything feels wrong and all there is inside is blackness, deep and without end what do you do?</p> <p>Everything seems trivial and everything seems to stop and wait for something to happen but nothing does </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://rantsofacow.blog.co.uk/2008/03/27/day-9-feels-like-drowning-3953414/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:rantsofacow.blog.co.uk,2008-03-24:/2008/03/24/day-8-holidays-3933020/eyeontheball2008-03-24T20:25:00+01:002008-03-24T20:25:00+01:00 <p>How great is it to take a few days off, sit back and contemplate on what is going on </p> <p>It seems that every time I'm off work my bf deems it convenient to give me his germs so all I've been doing it holding my head and trying to free up my sinuses <img src="/img/smilies/icon_sad.gif" alt=":(" class="middle" border="0"></p> <p>Well it could be worse I suppose....tomorrow its back to work, in the land of paperwork and technobable hehe</p> <p>At least we get paid tomorrow so warm food for lunch <img src="/img/smilies/icon_biggrin.gif" alt=":D" class="middle" border="0"> </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://rantsofacow.blog.co.uk/2008/03/24/day-8-holidays-3933020/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:rantsofacow.blog.co.uk,2008-03-22:/2008/03/22/day-8-kiss-and-make-up-3918166/eyeontheball2008-03-22T02:00:08+01:002008-03-22T02:00:08+01:00 <p>Isn't it great when people kiss and make up and suddenly all the frustration washes away like it was never there <img src="/img/smilies/icon_smile.gif" alt=":)" class="middle" border="0"></p> <p>and</p> <p>one other thing</p> <p>Thanks god for bank holidays and long weekends lol</p> <p><img src="/img/smilies/icon_smile.gif" alt=":)" class="middle" border="0"> happy weekend guys xxxxxxxxxx </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://rantsofacow.blog.co.uk/2008/03/22/day-8-kiss-and-make-up-3918166/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:rantsofacow.blog.co.uk,2008-03-19:/2008/03/19/day-7-a-little-appreciation-3906303/eyeontheball2008-03-19T19:20:46+01:002008-03-19T19:20:46+01:00 <p>Isn't it great when people appreciate what you do ?</p> <p>At work I do loads of different stuff and I usually get put in all holes and fill in anywere that's leaking... so first thing in this morning I was thrown into this sampling thing to produce a report bla bla bla booooorrrrriiiiinnnngggg but at least different from the usual stuff.</p> <p>So I got the managers thanks and a nice email copying in all the big heads which was nice of her to do...maybe they'll remember me when they're approving this years bonus <img src="/img/smilies/icon_smile.gif" alt=":)" class="middle" border="0"></p> <p>Which reminds me I have to think about where or what to do with it - (I've never had a bonus before) I feel quie excited actually lol</p> <p>At home appreciation is a bit of a different matter unfortunately </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://rantsofacow.blog.co.uk/2008/03/19/day-7-a-little-appreciation-3906303/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:rantsofacow.blog.co.uk,2008-03-18:/2008/03/18/day-6-what-day-is-it-today-3901104/eyeontheball2008-03-18T18:45:52+01:002008-03-18T18:45:52+01:00 <p>Have this ever happened to you?</p> <p>You wake up in a daze, go through the morning routine like a zombie (a quick one - because I'm always late) and before you know it, poof you're at you're desk looking like a doll, shuffling through papers clueless about what you're actually meant to be doing</p> <p>Because I'm in a hurry in the morning I never have breakfast so by 10.30 I'm starving and would have a go at a horse if there happens to be one wondering on the floor lol </p> <p>Overall the biggest morning trauma is actually trying to answer the phone and mumble the greeting trying to sound as awake as possible, I guess maybe if I was a coffe drinker the greeting would sound better but coffee is not my thing so I usually go for hot choclate or water.</p> <p>What usually pisses me right off is people being annoyed at me if I yawn lol</p> <p> <small> <a href="http://rantsofacow.blog.co.uk/2008/03/18/day-6-what-day-is-it-today-3901104/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:rantsofacow.blog.co.uk,2008-03-16:/2008/03/16/day-5-relaxing-sundays-3888670/eyeontheball2008-03-16T16:32:15+01:002008-03-16T16:32:15+01:00 <p>The best part of living here are sundays........ long sleep-ins snuggled under a duvet with nothing on the to-do list</p> <p>Because lets face it, what's a girl to do after a week of juggling things round to make everyone happy? my addiction..... sleep <img src="/img/smilies/icon_smile.gif" alt=":)" class="middle" border="0">I could do it for ever live in bed with my mr talking about random stuff and watching you tube comedy central and live at the apollo</p> <p>At home sundays would be a very different business... being woken up by mum mumbling about mass, big family lunch at 12pm and then off for a ride in the car for ice-cream or a lovely very yummy eclaire.</p> <p>In a way I like a bit of both, its quite good to change once in a while, feel alive and look further than the nice and comfy bed</p> <p>I guess it would all be different if I had commitments, children or pets hehe</p> <p> <small> <a href="http://rantsofacow.blog.co.uk/2008/03/16/day-5-relaxing-sundays-3888670/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:rantsofacow.blog.co.uk,2008-03-15:/2008/03/15/day-4-saturdays-3881071/eyeontheball2008-03-15T13:17:42+01:002008-03-15T13:17:42+01:00 <p>ohhhh saturdays (sigh)</p> <p>always gets me think that I could do so much more if I had a car or a destination for that matter, living in another country from all my friends doesn't help</p> <p>we grew up in each others company and then one day I decided that everything was too small so i left <img src="/img/smilies/icon_smile.gif" alt=":)" class="middle" border="0"> maybe it would have been a good idea if i had convinced some of my closest to come with me</p> <p>its strange that we found ourselves walking away from each other just because of work, money and the rest of it</p> <p>i still cling to the little contact i have with them all and for some reason find it extremely difficult to make new friends, socialise and make myself and little happier</p> <p>i was wondering if there are any others that feel the same way, they must be out there somewhere </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://rantsofacow.blog.co.uk/2008/03/15/day-4-saturdays-3881071/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>