up too early on my first day of vacation...
I'm trying not to be grumpy this morning. I really am. Despite everything, I'm strangely determined this morning to be productive and in a good mood.
Spent last night lounging. Had a very greasy dinner and retired to the shack. Am plowing through Breakfast of Champions and watched some episodes of Sex in the City.
I'm glad I didn't drink any beer. Woke with a god-awful migraine this morning. It feels very much like a tight fist at the right side of my upper neck. It pounds against the base of my skull, shooting pain up through my right eye.
This is called a 'tension headache'.
I call it a vice-grip on my head.
My mother has been very snappy at me lately. She's had a pretty bad cold over the past week and I've become the target of her crankiness. Went over last night to make some dinner, and she got upset that I didn't want what she making. She then blamed the faulty pipes on me.
That was the last she saw of me last night.
Upon checking my emails this morning, I received yet *another* email from the French Embassy. This time saying that the evaluation of my poor French skills may be null and void if this person didn't teach me a traditional curriculum.
I am two steps away from telling that embassy where to shove that program.
I swear, I have never encountered so many problems with just trying to apply.
It's almost not worth the bother for all the money I've spent thus far (on Hep A/Hep B shots, passport, etc) or all the people I've had to ask for recommendations.
All to just TEACH ENGLISH.
I'd bang my head if it didn't already hurt so much.
Spent last night lounging. Had a very greasy dinner and retired to the shack. Am plowing through Breakfast of Champions and watched some episodes of Sex in the City.
I'm glad I didn't drink any beer. Woke with a god-awful migraine this morning. It feels very much like a tight fist at the right side of my upper neck. It pounds against the base of my skull, shooting pain up through my right eye.
This is called a 'tension headache'.
I call it a vice-grip on my head.
My mother has been very snappy at me lately. She's had a pretty bad cold over the past week and I've become the target of her crankiness. Went over last night to make some dinner, and she got upset that I didn't want what she making. She then blamed the faulty pipes on me.
That was the last she saw of me last night.
Upon checking my emails this morning, I received yet *another* email from the French Embassy. This time saying that the evaluation of my poor French skills may be null and void if this person didn't teach me a traditional curriculum.
I am two steps away from telling that embassy where to shove that program.
I swear, I have never encountered so many problems with just trying to apply.
It's almost not worth the bother for all the money I've spent thus far (on Hep A/Hep B shots, passport, etc) or all the people I've had to ask for recommendations.
All to just TEACH ENGLISH.
I'd bang my head if it didn't already hurt so much.