One of my favourite Disney movies while growing up was Beauty and the Beast. Today I saw the announcement that all the actors that will be playing the main characters have been picked out. I am thrilled, because I think that they all fit perfectly; at least aesthetically!
In case you have not read about it yet, let me give you this information:
Thoughts?
I have just come across an article claiming that New Zealand will need around 50,000 workers to move there in the next two years. Seeing this is my dream destination not for just a holiday, but for living, because of the fact that nature is at its best and it’s not so over populated, I started thinking what my life would be like there.
Turns out that they are looking for a lot of technology workers, most of which in IT.
Here is me hoping that they would open up their offers outside of Australia, to us Europeans… Who knows what I decide on doing then….
Source: http://www.theage.com.au/it-pro/expertise/wanted-by-nz-it-workers-to-fill-up-to-50000-jobs-20141127-11vdl8.html
So yesterday, I came to another conclusion. Women in general think more than men; they plan, and they think ahead about the future, and what they might need then.
This all came up, while I was doing one of the things I enjoy doing the most at the moment; Thinking about how I will set up my rooms. After I finish up the courtyard this summer (provided that I manage to save up the money required for it), I will get started on my living room.
While wanting it to be appealing and comfortable, I am thinking ahead about how to best handle the lack of storage space in my house (at least, until I renovate the cellar).
I have been looking about possible nice looking, vintage/classic style storage spaces, and coming up with ideas on sofas with storage spaces as well as an awesome TV cabinet, with book shelves and cupboards.
As soon as I mentioned this to a good friend of mine, he started teasing me about being women, and our ‘things’; the walk-in wardrobe, extra cupboards, racks, wall mounts; you name it… He mentioned, how we all want this, but for him a garage is just enough. He made it sound like something is wrong with us for wanting this. I think, men do not understand that we we are not just thinking about the present, but also about the future. Sure an extra storage space might not be required right about now, but what about in a couple of year’s time? If you don’t plan your furniture right, you might end up having to change your furniture to accommodate more storage space, or add up another piece of unmatching furniture which could have been avoided if thought out properly.
I am everything and nothing;
I am –
The light within your sorrows
Your ray of hope.
Your living nightmare;
The darkness in your dreams.
I am –
The occasional disappointment;
The untrustworthy.
The temptress, biting your neck;
Handcuffs and high-heels.
I am what I choose to be.
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By Steffi ~
You might already have guessed it, but today’s post is going to be one of those rants….
On Saturday early afternoon, I found one of the rear car wheels punctured… I’ve always wanted to learn how to change the car wheel, but the screws are always so jammed and rusty, that I could never for the life of me unscrew them. Usually my father has a bit of a hard time, but one way or another he manages. Not this time round. Not even my brother who trains at
the gym on a daily basis could. What the hell is going on? We oiled them.. and nada. We called a garage which fix punctures and it closed at 2pm. Unlucky, I thought. Turns out it was a slow puncture so at least my weekend was not entirely ruined.
The Saturday night I met a friend in Msida and we walked to KickStart, which is a rock bar in Santa Venera area. We had a great time, but while walking home a bit after midnight, rain started pouring. First slowly and pleasant, then heavily and unbearable. Thankfully it was not windy so we waited it out for roughly 30mins under one of the house balconies. I drove my friend home and was driving in Msida valley. I had no idea that after 30mins of rain the valley is already dangerous for average sized cars. I had to reverse all the way back to take another route. Made it home, end of story.
Sunday I had a guest over so I did not bother with the car.
Early Monday morning, first working day of the month; the busiest day at work… And I find another flat tyre. If I was not busy, I would have started laughing. Who would believe you, two flats in two days? Both of the screws were jammed right in. In order not to waste more of my precious time, I enjoyed an hour and a half trip by bus to work, and another back.
Tomorrow morning I have to find a way to take my car down to a tyre garage. Wish me luck!
PS. Thank you Transport Malta for your excellent service and ensuring the roads are safe for driving with minimal damage possible!
//end rant
Some people wonder, why I enjoy spending time more with the male gender rather than with the female gender. Today, I will try to explain this, and please note that whatever I write here, it is not always the case for men and women.
Most of the girls I meet, are very dramatic, and girly. I do not find anything in common with them and their idea of a perfect way of spending the day… Shopping and trying out clothes and then, buying nothing… because their tummy is too fat, or their boobs are saggy. Whenever I go shopping (which is rare, since I mostly shop online), I know what I want, I find it, try it, purchase it; end of story. Women are never straight to the point, and most often then not cannot decide on anything. I find this stressful, and annoying. Especially when all the complains are on things which don’t matter, like ‘I just straightened my hair but now it’s raining, and it’s gonna be a mess’… blah blah blah. Why do I have to hear about this? I am not Jesus, and I can’t make the rain stop. Just deal with it.
Men, are the other way round – straight to the point and the good ones are truthful and loyal; though rare. You always know where you are with them, there’s not many mind games going on. Unless, they fall for you. Because then, most turn into a woman, instead of manning up and tell you what they’re feeling (or make them stop, if they dislike it).
For instance, if I look bad in a dress, it’s more likely that a guy would come to me and say it, rather than a woman. Because, that’s how they are made. Women would try and compliment you on the good parts of it, rather than letting you know it doesn’t suit you (or talk about you with their friends). Men would behave like women in this case, when they want to get laid, or they like you too much.
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