dinsdag 29 oktober 2013
Money can't buy happiness.
Blair Waldorf once said: ' People who say that money can't buy happiness, don't know where to shop.' and I agreed, until I went to Greece... I saved some money to get through the first month and you cannot even imagine how fast I spended it. The first week, we had everything, a fridge full of beer, loads of cigarettes, soda's, cookies, crisps, everything! And than I realized that there was no money left and payday was still far away. So from that moment on I started to live without money. I didn't had any, but I was the happiest girl ever, I couldn't care less. We had days that we had to search in the flat for a couple of euro's just to get a taxi, so we still could go out with the team. We had a bottle of Coke in our purse, some desserts we stole from the restaurant and roll-up cigarettes because we couldn't effort normal cigarettes. On day-offs we went to the beach to get tanned and enjoy the view with the same bottle of Coke from the night before. And of course we hated it sometimes, but we loved it aswell. Money doesn't compare to the experience of being somewhere else. Well, I'm not going to say that it doesn't make things much easier, of course it does. But there are more important things in life. So I'm changing my point of view; `Money can't buy happiness, but it can buy a one-way ticket to another place, and that's pretty close.`
zondag 27 oktober 2013
London
My plan was to go to Londen for a couple months in July. Why july? I'm studying for a degree in Tourism and my exam is in july. I've been thinking a lot today, I don't know if it's because of the biggest hangover day ever, or because I actually start to hate people, but I came up with another plan. Why not go next month to London and stay there until july, come back, do a kick ass exam, get my degree and go somewhere else. I actually can do it, work and save money in London, so when I come back, I can discover another place. This would be pretty cool, winter months in London and spending summer somewhere in South Europe and than next year starting to go outside Europe. Looking forward to be anywhere but here!
zaterdag 26 oktober 2013
People I met ( Part I )
The first person I met there was Stuart.
A proper Geordie boy, casanova and an ego bigger than the Mount Everest.
The first couple of days we pranked each other all the time but soon we became really close,
he was like a brother to me. (Don't get me wrong, there's no one on this earth who can compare to my brother). But well, at the other side of Europe I needed a big brother to take care of me, so he did.
After 2 weeks came our chief animator, Alessia, girl from Italy. Since she was there we started going out everyday, we even forgot to practice for our shows, but we had an amazing time. We had rough times with her aswell, but after all the mess we've been through, she was the best chief ever. She met the love of her life, I couldn't see anyone happier than them. The cheesiest couple I've ever seen in my life. Sometimes it is kinda annoying when the perfect couple is being cute all the time and you're just sitting there being single. But well, my point was, after this season he moved to Italy for her and they're still together uploading cheesy Facebook pictures! Now THAT'S romantic!
Our dance choreographer who came 10 days later, the best I've ever met in my life. Nicole is like me, but older and I wish I could say more responsible, but she's not. Life was complete when she was there, work in the morning, beach in our breaks, work in the evening and party at night. More or less 4 hours of sleep a day, but well, that's how we roll! Meeting her was probably the best thing ever, you cannot even imagine how retarded we are around each other. We didn't even had to talk we just knew what we wanted to say. We did have fights, but soon we were begging each other for forgiveness, that was a daily program. I could write a book about all the mess we made together, but I don't think that's a good idea...
That leaves me with the next person, I'm not gonna use names with this one. Once I thought this boy was the love of my life. He did make me feel that way. You know that feeling? When someone looks at you, you get instantly blush on your face and your knees feel weak. And if he's with you, trying your very best not to act like a complete idiot (which is the hardest thing ever at that moment), that feeling when he talks to you, you just wanna jump him and cuddle him, that feeling your heart is beating to fast that you think you're going to die and you feel those stupid butterflies tickle your tummy? You know that feeling? Well, I had that feeling, until he ripped my heart out of my chest and decides to stand on it.
The biggest idiot I met in my life, can't believe how much time I wasted wanting him instead enjoying my being single. I can't deny it, I really was in love with him. Oh well, just never fall in love with a British guys, they are the biggest twats on the planet, their absolutely gorgeous accent is it really not worth it, just saying.
Ok, this was the childish part that had to come out. Now back to normal.
A couple of days after Nicole arrived Stuart had to leave. Why? Because he was a total twat and had fights with our chief all the time. So there came a new boy, Jay! The professional dancing, gay lad (we thought). Which was pretty uncomfortable when we found out it was not. Jay was a decent guy, well he wasn't he just looked and acted like a decent guy but deep inside he's a proper badass. A little baby when he doesn't get want he wants, but at the end, we were all stubborn little babies. And that's when the A-team started.
Alessia, Nicole and me at the beach at night.
Best friends keep each other warm at cold evenings.
Jay, Nicole and me on another night out
Giving each other a massage, that's how we roll!
A proper Geordie boy, casanova and an ego bigger than the Mount Everest.
The first couple of days we pranked each other all the time but soon we became really close,
he was like a brother to me. (Don't get me wrong, there's no one on this earth who can compare to my brother). But well, at the other side of Europe I needed a big brother to take care of me, so he did.
After 2 weeks came our chief animator, Alessia, girl from Italy. Since she was there we started going out everyday, we even forgot to practice for our shows, but we had an amazing time. We had rough times with her aswell, but after all the mess we've been through, she was the best chief ever. She met the love of her life, I couldn't see anyone happier than them. The cheesiest couple I've ever seen in my life. Sometimes it is kinda annoying when the perfect couple is being cute all the time and you're just sitting there being single. But well, my point was, after this season he moved to Italy for her and they're still together uploading cheesy Facebook pictures! Now THAT'S romantic!
Our dance choreographer who came 10 days later, the best I've ever met in my life. Nicole is like me, but older and I wish I could say more responsible, but she's not. Life was complete when she was there, work in the morning, beach in our breaks, work in the evening and party at night. More or less 4 hours of sleep a day, but well, that's how we roll! Meeting her was probably the best thing ever, you cannot even imagine how retarded we are around each other. We didn't even had to talk we just knew what we wanted to say. We did have fights, but soon we were begging each other for forgiveness, that was a daily program. I could write a book about all the mess we made together, but I don't think that's a good idea...
That leaves me with the next person, I'm not gonna use names with this one. Once I thought this boy was the love of my life. He did make me feel that way. You know that feeling? When someone looks at you, you get instantly blush on your face and your knees feel weak. And if he's with you, trying your very best not to act like a complete idiot (which is the hardest thing ever at that moment), that feeling when he talks to you, you just wanna jump him and cuddle him, that feeling your heart is beating to fast that you think you're going to die and you feel those stupid butterflies tickle your tummy? You know that feeling? Well, I had that feeling, until he ripped my heart out of my chest and decides to stand on it.
The biggest idiot I met in my life, can't believe how much time I wasted wanting him instead enjoying my being single. I can't deny it, I really was in love with him. Oh well, just never fall in love with a British guys, they are the biggest twats on the planet, their absolutely gorgeous accent is it really not worth it, just saying.
Ok, this was the childish part that had to come out. Now back to normal.
A couple of days after Nicole arrived Stuart had to leave. Why? Because he was a total twat and had fights with our chief all the time. So there came a new boy, Jay! The professional dancing, gay lad (we thought). Which was pretty uncomfortable when we found out it was not. Jay was a decent guy, well he wasn't he just looked and acted like a decent guy but deep inside he's a proper badass. A little baby when he doesn't get want he wants, but at the end, we were all stubborn little babies. And that's when the A-team started.
Alessia, Nicole and me at the beach at night.
Best friends keep each other warm at cold evenings.
Full moon party with the A-team and hotel guests!
vrijdag 25 oktober 2013
My experience in Greece.
Before I knew I found a job on the Greek Island , Kos. 5* family resort as holiday rep. I was so excited to go but 2 weeks before I was going to leave I started being a bit scared. I mean, I was going to the other side of Europe, I don't know where I was going, I didn't know anyone, I was leaving my friends and family and the biggest one, how the hell was I going to take care of myself? Without my mom cooking for me and doing my laundry? Oh God, I was scared.
In a blink of an eye that week passed by and I was in the airport with my best friends and family, first we were joking in the car and the next minute we were crying our eyes out at the check in. That was probably the most heartbreaking moment in my life. I was leaving my very best friends and my family. What the hell was I doing? After 4 cups of Starbucks, a couple anti-stress pills and a lot of crying I was ready to go. Well, I wasn't but I had to, so I jumped on the plane with red-cry-eyes. Everyone probably thought I was on hard drugs... I wish I was at that moment. I didn't know I was more scared to fly with RyanAir or to go to a foreign country for 6 months, oh well I was on my way, and hoping my that RyanAir plane wouldn't crash.
The plane arrived in Kos, probably the most shitty airport I've ever seen in my life, but I came outside and I fell in love with the view. I was smoking my cigarette while enjoying the sun and the wind playing with my hair (which ruined my hair, but still, it was a nice moment). My ride was there, while enjoying the view and talking to the taxi guy, I was secretly hoping not to die because driving in Greece is HELL. After the scariest trip of my life, I finally arrived in a proper quality 5* resort that was going to be my home for 6 months. My life was complete.
In a blink of an eye that week passed by and I was in the airport with my best friends and family, first we were joking in the car and the next minute we were crying our eyes out at the check in. That was probably the most heartbreaking moment in my life. I was leaving my very best friends and my family. What the hell was I doing? After 4 cups of Starbucks, a couple anti-stress pills and a lot of crying I was ready to go. Well, I wasn't but I had to, so I jumped on the plane with red-cry-eyes. Everyone probably thought I was on hard drugs... I wish I was at that moment. I didn't know I was more scared to fly with RyanAir or to go to a foreign country for 6 months, oh well I was on my way, and hoping my that RyanAir plane wouldn't crash.
The plane arrived in Kos, probably the most shitty airport I've ever seen in my life, but I came outside and I fell in love with the view. I was smoking my cigarette while enjoying the sun and the wind playing with my hair (which ruined my hair, but still, it was a nice moment). My ride was there, while enjoying the view and talking to the taxi guy, I was secretly hoping not to die because driving in Greece is HELL. After the scariest trip of my life, I finally arrived in a proper quality 5* resort that was going to be my home for 6 months. My life was complete.
Let's go anywhere.
Today I made myself a bucket list, a list of places I want to go before I die. And I realized something...
Or I have to marry a goodlooking really rich man, or I have to win the freaking lottery. For godsake, why is traveling so expensive?
The first time I went on holiday, alone, without parents, just with friends. I went to Egypt, nothing special, but I totally loved it. Being away and just get lost in a place I've never been before. My friends wanted to party and get tanned. I wanted to discover and ride on camels, the typical stuff. Since that I was sold, sold to the world. While my friends were having the perfect sun kissed skin, I was enjoying aqua gym and yoga with the holiday reps. I was jealous at their job. I knew that that was a job I had to do. So as soon I got home I fell apart. I didn't wanna be here, I just wanted to see the world. So me and my best friend Google started looking for jobs!
Or I have to marry a goodlooking really rich man, or I have to win the freaking lottery. For godsake, why is traveling so expensive?
The first time I went on holiday, alone, without parents, just with friends. I went to Egypt, nothing special, but I totally loved it. Being away and just get lost in a place I've never been before. My friends wanted to party and get tanned. I wanted to discover and ride on camels, the typical stuff. Since that I was sold, sold to the world. While my friends were having the perfect sun kissed skin, I was enjoying aqua gym and yoga with the holiday reps. I was jealous at their job. I knew that that was a job I had to do. So as soon I got home I fell apart. I didn't wanna be here, I just wanted to see the world. So me and my best friend Google started looking for jobs!
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