Let’s go Ravens let’s go!

The world at my feet, Bim in my heart

This post is about a new activity I’ve picked up since coming to Valencia. No, it’s not a Spanish activity unfortunately and I’ll be honest I never ever thought I would be caught dead doing it. What is it exactly? Why it’s the lovely sport we all know as cheer leading (insert smiley cheer face here!)

To understand how I managed to pick up this activity I must bring you back to the date of June 28, 2012 when I first met the one and only Saby. You can probably tell from my previous posts (that is if you’ve even read them) that Saby and I are quite close. Well, if you had told me we would be such good friends that first week I met her, I would have told you that you were mental. Why? Well, quite simply, one of the first things Saby told me about herself…

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Dream on

Dreams….

I’ve always been good at remembering my dreams, considering we forget 90% of our dreams In the first 5 minutes of waking up. If I have woken up with an interesting dream, I make sure I think about it over and over again so I don’t forget, then tell the first person I see (No strangers)

I used to have normal dreams and then out of the blue Phil Mitchell from EastEnders would pop up! I mean, why? I don’t understand. I don’t have a thing for him?! Well I don’t think I do…maybe I just loved EastEnders that much.

I find it fascinating trying to figure out why I dream of certain people and storylines. I always think through what I have seen the previous day and try and fill in the gaps.

Since I’ve been in Spain I have been having unusual dreams practically every night. It must be the heat! I’m going to talk you through the ones I remember, and  thought were strange yet amusing!

Dream one…

I had a dream about this boy from my primary school…I’m not going to mention his name as he may read this and think I’m a complete psycho. The dream was about us reuniting and getting into a relationship…I have no idea why, as I haven’t seen or spoken to him since I was 11. However, I do know that he has a girlfriend and a child…I obviously know this through Facebook.

People say dreams are about things that you want/want to happen. Honestly, why would I want to be a homewrecker and get with someone who already has a family. It obviously was not to do with him being my soulmate and wanting to marry him and live happily ever after…

I then figured out that I may have had the dream because I had read something about Macaulay Culkin, apparently being a heroin addict, along with seeing some lovely photos of him vomiting in a bush in the middle of the day – LOVELY.

I guess I thought Macaulay Culkin in Home Alone looked like this boy from School….weird.

Second dream…

This dream involved Joe Hart and Andy Carroll.

First of all I know why I had this dream…Footballers and their reputations as man whores.

Mercedes has a major thing for Joe Hart and I love a bit of Andy Carroll.

So, I had a dream that Mercedes had done the deed with Joe Hart….obviously I did not witness it in my dream haha. But, It began with her telling me about it then moved on to us finding out that she was just his mistress. She wasn’t just his mistress, she was his mistress in that particular city. He had lovers in every city he had ever visited…Mercedes was his Valencian one.

After that part of the dream, some random came up to me and asked me whether I liked TV. I said yes I do, why? He then responded with – My friend likes TV too, let me introduce you to him, I think he will want you.

So I’m guessing that means a guy who loves TV will be the one for me! If you like TV, I’m coming after you… 😉

The day after this strange and saucy dream I told Mercedes all about it, she practically hugged me saying…

I LOVE YOUR DREAMS SABY!!! I WISH THEY CAME TRUE.

I then thought I would be an amazing friend….and as you do, use a bit of basic Photoshop skills to make her this.

😉 I’m too kind! Love to watch her blush!

And that’s it! Have you had any unusual dreams lately? If so, tell me…I would love to know about them.

Love Saby

Quotes from the Italianos ;)

This post is dedicated to the two mental Italian boys that I have met whilst on my internship. Their quotes are just brilliant!

IVANO

He is always singing, super friendly, an amazing dancer and just comes out with the weirdest and perverted sayings!

Mercedes you are so fit, what do you do?! Fit tits, fit legs, fit bum JUST FIT EVERYTHING.

Christine you can eat anything! It is just going to go to your tits *Attempts to squeeze her breasts*

Mercedes please have mercy on me! (This was after he accidentally kicked her computer….think he meant sorry)

Saby I love the way you dress….just like a bitch……I mean….you dress like you are going to the beach!! Thanks Ivano!

Mercedes where are you going you sexy thing?

Mercedes…Saby What?!?! Why can’t you go out tonight? What’s more important….el sexo?

I can’t dance to this music, I have to pretend. *Meanwhile dances like carlton from The Fresh Prince of Bel-Air*

Saby – So Ivano do you have a girlfriend or a boyfriend? Ivano – No, but I am in an open relationship with everyone!!

EZIO aka STONE THROWER

The typical stoner, always late for work, but super friendly and generous…especially with food and drink!

I ask Mercedes – Is he high? It’s like 11am! Look at his eyes!

Mercedes – No he can’t be, maybe he is just tired as he stayed up late.

Me- Hmmm, I still think he’s a stoner.

Mercedes – Let’s give him the benefit of the doubt, it’s the morning!

Me – Okay.

Mercedes – Oh he’s definitely high!!!! I can smell it!

Me – Told you so!

Me – Mercedes! Let’s go Google translate what stoner is and ask him whether he was high this morning!

….The direct translation – One who enjoys throwing stones haha! Not quite – but a great nickname!

Me – Ezio, were you high this morning at work?

Ezio – Nooooo! I just went to bed late. I hate that stuff!

Me – Oh…really?

Ezio – Why? do you want some? *Takes out of pocket*

Me – Hahahaha!

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Inspired by Ivano

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Inspired by Stone Thrower

Hope you enjoyed the quotes! Thanks Ivano and Ezio for making me laugh! ♥

Love Saby

Human Jaws

I went to the beach today with Mercedes it was 37 degrees! Yes amazing, I’m going to miss this weather!

I hope you are prepared for this story, honestly what an unusual and shit experience to have! I’m livid!

Mercedes and I were sunbathing, as usual I overheated and needed to go into the sea so I put my bikini top back on (living the true Spanish life and going topless) and headed for the sea. There were loads of waves today so I had good fun jumping over them 🙂

This guy then appeared, I would say he was in his thirties, chubs and strangely wearing sunglasses. He started jumping over the waves like a wally, which I found quite amusing to begin with.  I was then busy trying to do my cheer jumps in the water haha when I noticed that Mercedes had swam off.  She used to swim competitively, so she is fast! I started to swim out to her, when a ball hit my arm, I turned around and of course it was the weirdo from before, I threw the ball back to him and he threw it back to me again…what is this? are we playing a game of catch now?!? So, I tried my best to swim to Mercedes when I noticed this guy was swimming pretty close behind me, Mercedes had a worrying facial expression and began to swim away. I started to follow, then all of sudden I felt something grab my legs, I automatically thought ahhhhh JAWS but no, it was just this creep ‘pretending’ to accidentally swim into me then slide his hands on my hips and stomach…What the fuck is going on?!!! I turned around shocked and Mercedes grabbed me and we started to swim away.  This guy didn’t even give up, he swam to me again! At this point I couldn’t even touch the ground and I felt so uncomfortable that I thought I was going to drown, especially with all the waves! Luckily I had Mercedes to save me! We then saw two girls next to us who were closer to Jaws, so we used the opportunity to swim back to shore. He had then chosen not follow us, but settle for the two other girls.

Honestly what the hell?! Who actually does that! He never said a word to us, just tried to grab us, thank God we got away otherwise I don’t know what he would have done!

I just don’t understand, I mean fair enough if you are at a club and a guy gets too touchy feely with you and you say your not interested and he goes away, but for someone to prey on you in the sea! It’s now got me scared.

It’s not just sea creatures under you, watch out for human jaws!

Has anything like this ever happened to you?

Love Saby

The Spanish love a good wink and….

😉 😉 😉

If someone of the opposite sex started staring at you, then out of the blue gave you a cheeky wink, what would you think?

My friend Mercedes and I found it rather intriguing when we arrived at our placement in Valencia. We realised a wink for the Spanish is more like a smiley face to us.

At work we communicate via MSN and Yammer. So if someone writes to you saying – Are you coming downstairs 😉 What do you automatically think?

I found it very odd to begin with, but now I’m a devoted winker 😉

I’m just going to the bathroom now Mercedes 😉 Want to come?!

What will I do once I’m back in England? Will people assume I’m coming on to them?

So apart from the winking…The problem the ‘international’ girls seem to be having is – Hot Spanish guys. We see them walking their dogs topless, at the beach with their incredible abs running out of the sea, like they are in a Dolce & Gabbana commercial – oh so very sexual and great for the eyes 😉

So what’s the issue? Their height!! Why are they so short? I mean I’m a smurf as it is, and I feel tall here! No need for them heels, my feet can relax. I’m 5 foot 4 and that’s even pushing it! I’m considered the midget out of my friends, but here I finally know what it feels like to be tall and look over people!

The Spanish love to wink and size always matters! Pun intended.

Ella Parry

Why is height so important? Would you get with someone shorter than you? Tell me what you think….

Love Saby

The night I freaked out

I was planning on writing a blog post on ‘Why are some people so fucking fickle?’ but other stuff has happened this evening, so I thought I would write about this instead. Plus I’m sure this will entertain you.

Bit of background Info – I am currently living in Valencia whilst I do a 3 month internship at a digital communications company. I love it! This past week my flatmate has been away, so I have been taking full advantage of the apartment, walking around in my underwear singing and dancing…that sort of thing.

Anyways, I was just about to go and grab my towel as I needed a shower after my cheer workout (yes I’m a cheerleader) when I saw a LIZARD, a white lizard. I don’t think I’ve ever freaked out so much. I had to call my mum on Skype so she would sort me out! Christ, how embarrassing! Even I’m cringing at myself. You know the scenes in Tom and Jerry when the woman jumps on a chair each time she sees Jerry, well that was me…standing on a table in the room next door screaming. Seriously who am I?! An absolute pussy, that’s who I am!

The fact is I would consider myself as a brave person, now….not so much.

My thought at the time was – If I was at a camp/farm fair enough, in my room? No way!

So now, I’m going to have a lovely sleep on the sofa! May even pray for the lizard to leave my room – yes I know they are harmless but I’m still too much of a wimp!

Who knew I was scared of lizards!? What are your fears?

Love Saby