Since the exam results were out yesterday, there were the inevitable mails of my class-mates. I expected that. what I didn't expect was that people would be so mean. Ok, not all of them meant it mean I guess. I'm sure some of them were just meant curious. Strangely I didn't get any mails from the people I got along really well, but that weren't the kind of people concenred with the question who was best. Most of them worry about passing. Eventually I'll have to work up a response to the mails, uhh, so not looking forward to it.
If I think about it I shouldn't even care what people are thinking / saying about my performance. I wasn't too sure whether I could actually take the exam because I was already not well then and I did as well as before in my classes. Shoule be happy that I took it and passed well enough to go the univ3rsoty next year, if I can afford it. That's a big if. To hell with certain people! That's easy to say, especially since they live several hundred miles away. One of the perks of having attended a boarding school: you don't have to see they people you didn't like ever again. Unfortunatly the same goes for people you do like.
On the more trivial note: I discovred that I'm totally stuck in routine, I eat the same stuff for breakfast every day, same goes for lunch and dinner. I was at a total loss when I was out of oat flakes this morning (now there is a real problem for a change) I solved it by having diet coke for breakfast.
->Note to self: It not a good idea to drink soda on an empty stomach.
TvT is back up, uploaded my two seeds. Now picking something to leech. Probably Sex and the City. But first I have to get my sorry self to the grocery store, if I'm late they are going to be out of milk again.
I hadn't realized just how far downhill things have gone, until I decided to clean up my dunegon. A couple of weeks ago the glass of a picture shattered, because in some freak accident, the quote dictionnary fell from the shelf and on the picture when I was trying to climb on my stupid bunk bed. If I had the room, I'd sleep on a matress on the floor. Anyways, that happened weeks ago and I still haven't cleaned away the glass shards. I had just pushed them under the table which I can't use for lack of a chair. Bah. I should clean up those shards today. The basement where I spent all day because the computer babe resides there needs some cleaning too, my eight-legged friends are starting to populate it in legions. Not having something to do is bad for me. I already miss job number 1. This afternoon I'm at job number 2. Not looking forward to it, teaching German to a class of kids who aren't interest in the slightest isn't fun. Better a job than no job, I guess. Just hoping I don't fall asleep before that. I'm still kinda down because of the exam results emails. The worst thing is that I know I shouldn't care.
Uploaded nicely, kinda weird though, the transitions aren't all even. But the light effect came out as I wanted it. I wish I had as much luck with the DVD authoring, I'm working on transfering my profiler tapes onto DVD (you've got to take advantage of a brother's DVD burner. If that works I'm going to get the CSI dailies to DVD as well, they take up a lot of space on my harddrive. But so far only two messed up DVDs, nothing usuable. But I think I now know where the problem was. Need to get self to bank to see whether I got paid yet, have to pay back my brother, he's been nagging for days.
Survived another afternoon as a teacher. It was pretty peaceful today. Learning wise a bust as always but nobody expects any results from me. It's a government mandated language course for asylul seekers. They hire people like me without qualification because then they hardly have to pay anything for their teachers. Did something about young people and old people today. I'm not sure whether everyone is sure yet what I am doing there. But by the end at least two of my students were familiar with the old vs. new concept. After I kicked out one guy last week, he was quiet this week. I don't have a class tomorrow, the next is Thursday afternoon, a 4 hour class. Can't go worse than last week. My newspaper job boss called, he said he might hire me again, once I'm better. That's great, cuz I really love this job. But now I have to find that work permit card thingy or if I can't find it I have to get one. Still haven't written that mail about my results, talk about porcrastination.
I knew that my father wasn't into that parenting thing but I was really stunned when he asked me over dinner whether I was finished with school already. I thoughjt that was public knowledge by now.
I switched on TV to watch Sex and the City on Pro7 and the image was all fizzy. Went to check on the satellite dish, turns out my dad had the great idea of tying his tomato bushes to the satellite dish, so they would grow upwards. It didn't even occur to him that it might be bad for TV reception. Of course the tomatoes are not moving, so reception will suck until they are all ripe, which might take a while. Actually this isn't really a reason to get all upset, i guess, so I'll just shut up.
It's the same as most nights. I am tired but my mind is running crazy, i can't sleep and start getting all anxious. I don't get why I always worry only during the eveing that mush. Right now, I'm going for distraction, making the rounds of various on-line communities checking new post and making a couple one's myself. Did some updating on the CSI dailies, there are still new people interested. I should really get to sleep, I have to go early for groceries. I decided that i need something more to do, just floating through the day just doesn't work for me, maybe I should take up language studies again. There is still that mail to be written, but i'm going to do that now. I still feel bad about it though, but putting it off won't help much.
Clicked the send button, it's done. Wasn't as hard as I had imagined, after all I am really happy for her, I'm just a bit sad that it didn't work out that well for me.