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[wiseheart]

I dunnow what's with the Net today. Hotmail is sluggish like Hell, LJ is eating my posts... Ah, well...

Behind the tag, you'll find some pointless whining about why my life sucks. It's utterly boring, so I thought I'll offer you a chance to escape...


I've spent filling in application forms - online - for secondary school. For my own eight-term-class. And for that of a colleague who is a very nice lady but computer illiterate. That meant staring at the same screen for 9.5 hours. My brain is officially fried now.

Then I came home and decided that it was time to finally get rid of the poor Christmas tree that still stood on the balcony. Now I have needles in the most uncomfortable places. I just found several handfuls in my frigging pockets!

Tomorrow, although it's Saturday, I'll have to go back to school, as my class - and three other eight-term-classes - begin preparation for the waltz they are meant to perform on the main cultural events of our school. It's a tradition that eight-term-classes, being the oldest students of school, make a dance performance. Only, until now it wasn't on Saturday mornings. *sighs*

Plus, we'll have guests for lunch. The uncle who's just lost his wife and a cousin, who, while being a nice lady, too, can talk more than an entire village of Hobbits. Hell, she can talk more than frigging Neelix!!!

On Monday and Tuesday, I'll have to gather the application forms again, now decorated with the signatures of all parents. I'll have to sign them, then put them into envelopes, so that they can be sent into the centre on Tuesday. Which means we'll spend Tuesday afternoon at school, too. As a friendly coincidence, there'll be a general mass transport strike on Tuesday, so I'll have to walk to school on foot (and probably back as well), since I don't have a car.

And finally, on Wednesday afternoon, we'll all have to go to the funeral of my aunt.

Comments

[kln1671.livejournal.com]

Oi! It sounds like you have a very crappy week ahead! I would send chocolate, but I don't think it will get there in time, so a virtual hug will have to do. (((((((((((((S)))))))))))))

[wiseheart.livejournal.com]

Thanks, wirtual hugs do help a lot.

[jilba.livejournal.com]

For the talking cousin, I suggest ear plugs.

[wiseheart.livejournal.com]

Unfortunately, my mother has this weird idea about hospitality that we're not only supposed to feed visitors but to listen to them as well.

No idea how she came to this, but, well, it's too late...

[jilba.livejournal.com]

I can suggest turning off your brain for the duration of the visit so it doesn't get contaminated by her talk, and to yes and no occasionally so she thinks you're listening.

And good luck, I had a visitor like that today too.

[wiseheart.livejournal.com]

Surprisingly enough, after my uncle left things take a turn for the better. My cousin and I started talking about travelling and places we've already visited or wish to visit. So, even though my ears are still ringing, it could have been worse. :)

[jilba.livejournal.com]

Hopefully, the rest of your week turns out better than expected too.

[nerwen-calaelen.livejournal.com]

*hugs* Hope you survive it all, sounds like it is going to be a very hard week for you.

[wiseheart.livejournal.com]

Yep, I'm a survivor all right. Even if a battered one. *g*

Thanks for the moral support. It's good to have friends all over the planet.

[eye-of-a-cat.livejournal.com]

Oh, what a horrible-sounding week... Add my virtual hugs to the ones you've got so far, because it sounds like you could do with them.

[wiseheart.livejournal.com]

Thanks, virtual hugs are nice. So is your review to Annúminas. I'm glad you liked it - you've just made my day. Yes, I'm a review junkie, what can I say?

[ithilwen.livejournal.com]

I'm sending you all the good vibes I can spare, in hopes they'll help you endure the upcoming week!

[wiseheart.livejournal.com]

Thanks, Ithilwen. I seriously hope after that we'll have a wee bit of rest. It's high time.

I'm obviously getting older. Ten years ago, stress like this wouldn't even have bothered me.