Money

Money buys us happiness, or that is what we try to believe.
We are all slaves of monies; willingly or unwillingly.

Two thoughts, one meaning.

Most of us, since our sixteenth birthday, or the legal work age (even not, sometimes!), we make our way to a recruitment agency to find a job, even if it is the most shameful and humiliating. Just to fulfil our desire to own stuff... cars, house, computer, clothes, shoes, booze, cigarettes, games, cameras... you name it!

When buying things within reason, there is nothing wrong with it... But living for the sake of having material objects is ridiculous. Even if it makes us happy for a while, we all know that sooner or later, we'll have to get something new because our other stuff is no longer satisfactory or fashionable. We hide our sorrows by dressing up, going out and getting drunk, rather than coming into terms with things, talking them out, learn to deal with them and become a better person. And what happens the next morning after the drunken episode? We feel brain-dead, a little more broke... and the problems are still there. So, what's the point of it all, really?

Lets face it, when we strip all the materialism off our lives, and have just the bare necessities, we end up realising that we are so alone. Why do we try to impress people and look the best through money, rather than making someone likes us for who we really are?

Even though money is an attraction, and people will like you for it.... In the end you are still as powerless as the rest of us... Money doesn't buy you real love and heart-warming happiness. Money helps keep yourself *look* younger, but you're still as old and you will die too... And most probably, no one will remember you other than for your money.

Make a difference in life by your actions, not by your stupid money!

Day 1: Sun-kissed Malta

It is true, what they say... That absence makes the heart grows fonder.

St. Julians, Malta

Last week, my boyfriend and I visited Malta, after not being there for over 5 months. The least I can say is that I was plenty excited of being in sun-kissed Malta, of sitting on the shore watching the waves play and tease each other, of seeing my family and friends once more.

We didn’t have a terrible winter in the UK, and Spring has been sunny, partially cloudy, but I yearned for those bright blue skies and a little breeze. Being in the UK,  all I see is canals and lakes, which I do love.  But I missed that salty smell the sea brings to the plate.

First day in Malta, Mark and I spent it in St. Julian’s, being lazy at the beach. I’ve tasted Cisk XS again, and I have to say, that nothing tastes better in the sun. No, not even ice cream! We’ve also been to the cinema  and watched Intruders. I do believe that it was a low-budget movie, but we both enjoyed it and I’d suggest it to anyone in the mood for a thriller movie. For those of you who are interested in knowing who starred in this one, the main actors are Clive Owen and Carice van Houten (apparently a rather famous Dutch actress).

Later on in the day we also met Carly for a drink. Being the eve of St. Patrick’s Day,  I celebrated it by drinking a pint of the beloved Guinness. And for those who are wondering, no I am  not an alcoholic, but I do love beer. And wine. And Jagermeister. And Jack Daniels.

Stay tuned for more updates and photos from our long weekend in Malta!