Halloween outfit: the end results..

and by end results I mean this pic was taking at 5am in a club after a night at work..

Any side the toast lands..

The past few days have been far from ideal. But the sun is still shining which is prehaps a sign to say 'chin up it'll be ok' - but then again on the other hand it could be a smug grin saying 'gutted suckerr!'
On Saturday afternoon a few hours before starting work, I recieved a phonecall saying I wasn't needed that night - or furthermore for that matter as they want somebody who will 'take the job seriously'. Now I find this ironic as I work as a promoter for an Irish bar in Barcelona and offer free shots to people to encourage them to come and get drunk in the bar!! So do they expect from me? A suit and tie?!

So natural reaction is to go out party hard and get trolleyed - right?
First stop was the Queen Vic pub where, for one night exclusively, the back of the bar was transformed into a tattoo studio. If you can call a scruffy russian guy armed with ink and a needle surrounded by booze and cigarettes and drunken tourist a 'tattoo studio' then that is exactly what it was. And honestly I was suprised at how many tattoos were made that night - I just wish I was there the following day to witness how many remembered getting them done!!

Next we poodled along to City Hall, quickly sculled a paki beer outside and this was my last recolection of the night! So Sunday morning - ok, afternoon - I wake up at Diegos flat ( god know how i got there as it involves 6 or 7 flights of stairs - no elevator!!) in a frantic panic searching my body for tattoos. Thank god not!!

Ive been searching for a new job although I will only be here for 10 days longer before carrying on the job search but in Andorra for the winter season, so as you can imagine, involved a few little white lies. And I recieved a job offer yesterday - for travel bar who fired me about a month ago. NO THANK YOU.

And tonight at 8pm my trial shift flyering for Stoke travel bar shall commence!! WHEYY! FINGERS CROSSED!!

Blogged down...

Ive been a little bogged down lately, I often think of things to write but they never stay in my head long enough to get them down on paper / virtual space.

Likewise fore pictures. I am only ever in a creative mood, or something worth photographing only ever happens when I am without my camera!

carrots...

don't taste so good at 5am.

Hoping for the best but expecting the worst...

Lo-Fi-Fnk - Want U

Naked Protest!

It was only this morning I was saying how crazy this city is, on my way home from the supermarket I saw a naked protest. Girls as well as guys with only a cardboard sign to shield their weapons, haha. Well I guess it worked - they certainly got the majoritys attention! Shame I forgot my camera. Tomorrow I think I shall photo diary my day.

You don't know what you got til it's gone..?

For most people back home (in London), living a life without at least 2hours of on-screen drama daily is unsought of, unthought of and unheard to some.
Meanwhile, in 4 weeks time I will have cleared 2 entire years TV-less. I will occasionally you-tube X-factor auditions - partially to keep up with the facebook hype - but more so for entertainment values - Ablisa? Those kids who sang Lady Gaga - Jahm.. Really now? What kind of parents would condemn that scale of public embarrassment by dilluding their kids. I guess they got their 5 minutes of fame anyway - and you know what they say; any publicity is good publicity. Hmm. Debatable.



'The Only Way Is Essex' I hear a lot about too - I actually happened to catch an episode on my last visit home - it was the first episode and my-God, the award for most cringeworthy TV show goes to......!
It is an economy take-on of the Hills. If the Hills is Prada, The Only Way Is Essex is Primark. All they seemed to do was bitch about, and shit stir in eath others business. So, yes I guess it's a pretty realistic show.


I often feel as if I'm living in some kind of drama out here. No 2 days are the same and it's quite usual to pass Captain Jack Sparrow in the supermarket, or wait behind Edward Scissorhands in the queue for Mconalds. Witness tourists be pickpocketed and drunken fools hook up with hookers down backstreet alleys; who inevitably rob them too. On every corner a paki-beerman, hash-shish-coke-marajuana are probably the next 4 words most heard after 10pm, after CERVEZA BIERRRRR. Anyone who has ever visited BCN will appreciate this video!




The biggest decision every single night being - to rave or to behave?! Seriouly, this city NEVER sleeps. And we wouldn't have it any other way.

And so back to the intial point "you don't know what you have until it's gone" - Yes I agree but in the sense that you discover what you really have to play with once the electronically powers devises are gone. I don't miss T.V one bit. BUT for when I do.. I have www.cuevana.com the best website I have found yet to stream movies and series, which actually comes in handy nowadays as I am trying to save to move to Andorra this winter and I left my entire dvd collection on a train from Vienna to Kitzbuhel last year (including all 6 seasons of sex&the city!! OUCH - I know!)

Ear Up...

I am currently in the proccess of saving for a new ipod touch. The 4th G ones have built in cameras too! Awsome! I also need new headphones as my current white WESC headphones are very broken and more of a dingey grey colour than white! Although i was always satisfied with their sound, which leads me to the conclusion of whether to purchase the same model - different colour or a new brand altogether?

Here are my top selection to opt from:

News Just In....

I just found this website : http://www.kigu.co.uk/ and think i will go for a make-shift version of this cute skeleton costume...

Nasty Mondays Halloween Party..

The Black Ghosts - Anyway You Choose to Give it

Tiga - You gonna want me

HALLOWEEN........

"The one night a year a girl can dress like a total slut and no other girls can say anything about it..." - mean girls..

Am currently looking for Halloween costume inspiration which can be made on a budget!!

Those polka-dot tights.......

There's nothing I love more than strolling home barefoot on a beautiful sunny 24 degree october afternoon heels in hand, mascara round face, polka dot tights - shredded, smile - intact.

I hopped across only the white road markings to cross like a child playing frogger, dived into the most convenient convenience store and purchased una tortilla de patatas with wild excitement on the rememberance that i still have 1 sachet of Maccers (McDonalds) ketchup in the fridge. RESULT!

The only disappointment of the day is I don't have a ticket to the Guns 'n' Roses concert tonight, sob! But I wore my tshirt last night to show my support!

Today I got lost in fairytale land...

We passed Aladins kingdom..

Ventured through the forests of the Lion King..








Got lost in Wonderland..





Climbed the stairs at the Palace of Beauty and the Beast..





And sat in the doghouse..





And finally had a little play in the park..







This park is absolutely beautiful. You actually do feel like you are on an adventure through time, space and Disney movies!

It is called Parc del Laberint (laberinto meaning maze in spanish) and is located close to metro station Mundet (on the green line)!

Seriously now, for every day that goes in my favour, about 3 months of disaster follows. It used to be self inflicted and well deserved but I just don't know anymore. It seems like the more helpful, sincere and honest I become - the worse things turn out for me.

Also, the past keeps creeping up on me and biting me in the bum. Painfully and viciously too. So much for forgiveness and second chances aye! Where are all the Jesus lovers when you need them? I really think I have changed from the selfish, reckless, drunken party animal I once was. And perhaps it's only now I notice how much of a bitch life is now that my head had been re-sewn onto my shoulders.

So within the past 2 weeks I have missed 1 flight (almost 2), had to pay an extra €40 for printing the wrong boarding pass (ok i printed the booking confirmation instead - idiot mistake) on top of the 100 for the flight, 15 for the taxi to the correct bus station and 20 to the airport, been hired and fired from a bar job in the same day - 11 hours apart (due to a tiny unproffessional party-lifestyle-related cock up I made a year ago. Yes, a year ago. No exaggaration.) I have one of thoses faces - I can't get away with ANYTHING.

So after 2 days of tediously searching for a bar job - which involved visiting and distributing C.V's into every single English and Irish bar I passed/could think of/google researched! I received a call inviting me to a trial 7pm on Friday...which was cancelled half an hour later.

Absolute nightmare.

So by this point in time I am pretty fed up and restless of the city - well not finding work in the city at least. I was eagerly anticipating a change of scenery, change of people, change of employment. A friend and I have been looking for apartments in Andorra to work the season there, chill out, snowboard and most importantly - save. This little electric ball of excitement has been jiggling around inside me for about a month now until about 20 minutes ago when I virtually puked it up, upon a recent phonecall to my mother in London who was not so delighted to inform me the police report I had been awaiting for 40 days ( this is necessary to receive a green card/work permit) in Andorra has arrived with a nice little offence on. FUCK. SHIT. BOLLOCKS. I was informed that - because it was such a petty mistake that would not show up on any files. MOTHERFUCKERS.

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And that was just this week!

I sometimes feel like the dopey character in a fast paced tv show, I wish I could press pause and take a breather from life for a bit!!

Hopefully next week the bread will land butter side up.

Welcome.....

....to the 'online diary' of a hopeless, romantic-less, disastrous individual living in the hectic, dramatic yet soulfully enlightening, artistically encouraging and architecturally admired city of Barcelona.

A place where anybody can be somebody; beggars, thieves, human statues are a way of life; the cool, the classy and the glamorous, the edgy, the intellectual and the bi-lingual; the cerveza beer men, hash, shish, coke, marajuana.... nothing's hard to find here..

-ESPECIALLY AFTER SUNSET.....