Tuesday, July 8, 2008

Just one of those days…

I have a headache. It’s been raining all day, leaking thru the roof and dripping on my ceiling, making my headache worse. I should have gone for coffee with a friend but I ended up not going. My mother is driving me crazy. My bank can’t issue a check book for my type of account, adding so many straws to my camel’s back that it’s thisclose to breaking but it would just be an immense hassle and a waste of money to do so now. I need to solve this for uni but I just can’t get a check in pounds. I got my final accommodation letter today so I know where I’ll be staying come September but for some reason I can’t be happy about it. The nagging feeling that comes from past experience won’t go away. Things are just adding up and I’m stressing out. Could someone send a Mojito, some chocolate and a hug my way?

Monday, July 7, 2008

I suck



If anybody ever needed proof that I suck at pretty much every sport, well, here it is!



(This was the worst game but still...19 points *hides*).


And just because nothing is cuter then a puppy in the sun(don't tell him I added a PINK frame):


Monday, June 30, 2008

Stupid comment of the month

I was outside yesterday, reading a book and generally wasting time. Mom comes outside.

Mom: What are you reading?
Me: Jane Eyre.
Mom:That doesn't look like our book.
Me: It's not. This one's in English. The other one is in the living room.
Mom: Oh...you can read in English?

*headdesk*

I did mention that I' moving to, you know...England, in less then 3 months, right?

Never again…

…Will I bash a movie before seeing it.* I finally got around to seeing Pathology yesterday and I liked it. I expected to like it because it should have been a cheesy horror movie that made me laugh and instead I got a decent thriller. Ok, so there are a few things that irked me but I won’t go into details here because I don’t want to spoil it for anyone who hasn’t seen it yet(but only a couple and not during the movie, but after, when I started thinking about it). A few sex scenes and quite a bit of gore and blood but the movie is called Pathology so it’s not like I didn’t expect that. All in all a good movie, especially considering the trash that comes out these days. And let’s just say that if this obsessed fan girl decided that Milo’s naked ass(but damn, boy! *drools*) wasn’t the best part of the movie it’s worth the watch.

*This does not apply to any movie Paris Hilton might make. I reserve my right to bash those mercilessly even without seeing them.

Thursday, June 26, 2008

Dear ladies at the store...

Dear ladies at the store,

When you saw that I had been standing in the same place for at least 10 minutes, couldn't it have occurred to you that I might actually want to buy something? I understand that your conversation about the best way to make chicken soup was absolutely vital but one of you could have spared a minute to ask me if I needed something, even if not for my sake but for the lady at the counter who was trying to juggle 3 customers. Also, when the boss finally came and you moved your butts to work and asked me what I wanted and I said I wanted that fan, I really didn't appreciate the raised eyebrow and "You want to buy it?" question. No, I want to hug it and call it mommy. I was dressed nicely and I had money. If you think it is beneath you to sell fans then take them out of the store or find a new job. And after I assured that I indeed wanted to buy it, maybe one of you could have helped me instead of sending me to the front of the store, to wait for the cashier. You are obligated to show me that the product I'm buying works. That's why you are there and that's what you are paid for. I'm sure the cashier appreciated having to do all that for me. So thank you. Until today I had only had pleasant experiences at your store but I guess that you honestly wanted me to have a story to share when other people are talking about the awful customer service you have. Please be sure that I won't be coming back any time soon.

Wednesday, June 25, 2008

Why in the name of…?

I said on Monday that I was going to start booking stuff for England. Guess what…I didn’t. But I have a really good explanation: I said I was going to start when I have just 3 months left and since I’ve decided that I’m no longer leaving on the 23rd and instead on the 25th…well there you go. Ok, so tonight I got an unusual shot of energy and so I wanted to book things. Mainly my plane ticket. Guess what? I cannot buy one because I do not have a credit card. I do however, have a debit card, which has money on it but I can’t use that because…? Nope, I can’t think of a reason. People, charge me now, I don’t mind just let me buy my damned ticket, will you? Let’s rationalize this for a second…if I had a credit card, I could buy one, even if you technically don’t have actual money in that account and you may have an overdraft of hundreds of dollars but if you have a debit card, with money on it, you can’t. Argh! Who the fuck thought of that? I swear, I’ll tick boxes, you can take my money now, I have no problem with that but could you pretty please let me buy my ticket? Let me further rant on their stupidity. British Airways lets people who leave from the UK buy tickets online use debit cards, but no one coming from the outside. Ok, I can deal. But then why doesn’t our national airline do the same? So now, I must spend quite a lot of time this week(because last time I postponed the price of tickets went up)tracking down a travel agency and buying a ticket from them(and I have never had a pleasant experience with a travel agency in my town). Joy of joys. Did I mention that temperatures around here are well in the 90s so walking is going to be a pure pleasure…


So why in the name of all things holy can’t they let me buy my ticket???


It's a conspiracy, I tell you! They're out to get me :D !

Monday, June 23, 2008

Croatia(and Venice) in pictures

Over the hills and far awaaaay




La,la,la



La,la,la


That's amoooooreeeee




Somewhere, over the rainbow



Way up high



There's a land that I've heard of


Once in a lullaby



Somewhere over the rainbow


Skies are blue


And the dreams that you dare to dream


Really do come true