Why does that sound so much better that I'll be home in about 4 weeks?
We had a Euchre party on Thursday, what's that you ask? Canadian card game, obviously. I had to arrive early for the "training session". I didn't win the cash prize, shocking. We also had the creek relay this weekend; it was interesting to say the least. My driving and tolerance for frustration were proof positive that I wouldn't necessarily be the best partner on the Amazing Race. We were lost and I refused to do a U-turn because it was illegal, I think Jess's comment was something like, you want me to get out of the car and drive? The run was put on by the Hash Harriers, which is this drinking/running club that is all over the world. The prize ceremony included people drinking beer from their shoes. We went to Barasti to celebrate.
I've apparently been attempting to burn down my apartment building. First, last night I made the decision that I would run out "real quick" and move my car from the school parking lot to the parking garage with the gas stove on (it was at least just "simmering"). Needless to say that was a poor choice. I was stuck in traffic without my phone convinced the building was going to burn down and since the alarm goes off all the time we have all just started to ignore it. Fortunately that did not happen. Then I'm sitting at work this morning and I get this text message from Christine, did I mention that I finally hired someone to mop my floors? So anyways this is the message that I get "Madam i almost finish when i smell something that comes from electrical, ur iron in ur hair is still on. I take the plug madam." What is wrong with me? Apparently I just don't learn, my mom used to get mad because I did the same thing when I was growing up. If I remember right, she just took the curling iron away, I hope Christine didn't do that. So, work, I just found out the other counselor that has been in the states for a couple weeks dealing with some family things is not planning on coming back until March 8th at the earliest. I would be doing the same thing if I were her, but I'm going a bit crazy trying to do both our jobs when I can't even keep up with my own! I've also been in contact with the new E.S. counselor, it's hard to give an objective view of this place. She probably thinks I'm crazy.
Sunday, February 24, 2008
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