I am from Barcelona

Rejection is one emotion I really cannot handle.

I feel like a cassette tape stuck, in a stereo, getting all tangled up! I feel my face getting red; I constantly touch my nose, I become aware of my arms and ironically forget what the hell I'm meant to do with them and then laugh like hyena the instant I realize I'm being rejected.

I am the person who claims i adapt to change.

I state that no plan is fixed and it can be altered to suit ones needs.

Yet as soon as someone closes the door in my face, a few tears(and alcoholic beverages) need to come down in order for me to get over it. 

Then at some point in time I remember that if this door slammed in my face hopefully the next one will be opened.

All this reminds me of my dad and his John Cleese story; the script writer of the famous Faulty Towers. It is interesting to note that everyone told him that the script was a bunch of crap and that it would never be successful. We can all agree that they were truly mistaken and Faulty Towers went on to become one of the most famous British comedic series.

Thus although cliche in tough times i should remind myself that everything happens for a reason!

So Cheer up Pinky and watch some Faulty Towers!!

It can always be worse!

One of life's lessons was taught to me by my dad and I will treasure it as it will help me through life without over stressing my brain.

I am a chatter box! I have been and I will always be a chatter box. (Well they do say that the first step is admitting you have a problem). A little while back I discovered the art of shutting up, the fact that I do not fit in everywhere and I am not the most interesting person in the room. 

This has lead me to widen my knowledge, grow different relationships and led me to realize that it is better to be a chatter box people love, rather than one they avoid.

Also I have come to the conclusion that it is possible to out shine my chatterboxness (I found it necessary to invent a word to discuss my syndrome). I am proud to say that I no longer hold the title of World's Top Chatter Box; I have dropped down drastically on the "Top10 Chatterboxes" list and I no longer have a 2 page spread on the "Headache Weekly".

I have discovered that 'It can always be worse!'. My dad was right! 

Take my chatterboxness (used it twice maybe it will be added to the Oxford dictionary. Did you hear they added Twerk recently?) I am no longer at the top of my game, I am not the most chatty person in the world, thus it can always be worse!!!

This can be applied to any situation. For example; 

• My blondness- I am by far not the blondest person in the world.
• My bad Monday - Some people might have had a worse Monday than myself
• My moaning- There may be someone that moans more than me!
• 'I'm so fat' days- Have you watched Too Fat for 16 lately?

So there I have proved that Yes it can always be worse!

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