-He’s worse than Doctor McCoy. -Who? -The TV character that Doctor Beckett plays in real life.
this was one shitty day. just, not good.
0700- alarm rings. here we go.
0715- i get out of bed. i make my bed, which takes quite some time and is a very good excercise. i have to make it into a sofa to even be able to have some space in my room for my chair, so yeah. pretty small room, pretty hard to make the bed. then dad is finally out of the bathroom, and i can get dressed and pretty. sunspawn is on msn, which is fun but weird, considering it's 2 in the morning in the usa.
0750- leaving the house. with an ugly rugsack filled with 200 forms from the train-job. it is very deep snow outdoors, and i'm already pissed. i also forgot to put on my watch, and switch music in the mp3.
0830- the gynaecologist. i say "hi, new contraceptives plz!", she says "hi! sure, fine, whatever".
0840- mum's place. waking mum, we eat breakfast and exchange pleasantries. we watch the news also.
1000- i take my most hated bag and head for the office where i am to dump the forms. on the metro, no one cares for the fact that my bag is omgwtf so goddamn heavy, and give me nasty looks when placing it on one of the seats. the floor is very dirty and wet, mind you! so i so won't put it there.
1100- at the office. it gets a wee bit better here, i get to talk to christer which is always le fun, but sadly all good things must come to an end, and i have to go.
here, i begin to realize that it is utterly weird that even though i've phoned many times this week, mcdonald's, whom i was supposed to work for tonight already, has not called. hmmm...
1140- therefor, i switch bus at karolinska sjukhuset, so i can buy money for the phone, and go to the pharmacy for my pills. pretty smart. so i call mcdonald's. turns out, my boss is sick. he mumbles something about me not going to work tonight [thanx for that info now]. okies. whatever. i also call anna who wants us to meet and buy our interrail cards. i have 200 new forms in an ugly rugsack, something is not right with one of my sinus, and i'm just angry. but i agree.
1200- on the bus. with the rest of stockholm.
1245- at mum's. again. she was surprised. but it's too far home to dad's for me to make it back to 2, and i hate to stress stuff. so i drink some tea and read soem e-mail [OMG! thanx to every one who's commented on my drabbel! my day was so much easier because of you! *huggles teh fandom*].
1400- meets anna. and gunnel, who just happened to be there. and we all talked and omfgwtfbbqmice my phone starts ringing! it's mcdonald's. as i am in the middle of getting an adress from gunnel, i don't answer.
1420- i have gotten money out of my savings account and me and anna goes to the train station to get our interrail cards. which is squeee! now, i call mcdonald's. first, the phone fucks up. then i get some guy on the phone saying: you were supposed to meet the boss at 1530 [i was?] but it has been moved to 1620. oh, okay. well, cya then.
1440- me and anna head home. or well, i do, anna's doing some shopping. i'm mainly angry and pissed and forgot my scarf at mum's and have an ugly bag and have to get to mcdonald's in no time. fuck.
1515- home. making some porridge, because it's good for you, even if the jam is almost non-existent and you're stressed. i change sweater and dump the most hated ugly rugsack in my wardrobe.
1550- to mcdonald's.
1620- i wait. and i wait. together with a girl called michaela, who had gotten an even better call then i had. she had missed her appointment with the boss. an appointment she hadn't even known about. yep. anyway, eric and hugo were talkative and fun, and then we got an introduction about life at mconald's and what to think about and bla bla. then we got our clothes. the shirt is a man's shirt. yaay. i don't need to look more butch, kthxbye. then my jeans are three sizes too small!! i'm not kidding! apparently, my jeans hadn't come yet. heh? 3 sizes? it's either that, or two sizes too short and small. *HEADDESK!* and the sheos they want us to wear... we have to pay for them ourselves. i hope i can get around that. *have faith in my bambi-eyes of i-am-very-poor-and-have-3-zebra-finces-to-feed*
then i got home. and sunspawn was online, and i could change into pj's and chicago was on the telly. so things got better.
now it's only some shit with limewire going on. first it couldn't dl. then it starts dl-ing like.. whoa! and now the programe won't respond. damn you limewire! thou shall not upset a fangirl in search for stargate!!!
0700- alarm rings. here we go.
0715- i get out of bed. i make my bed, which takes quite some time and is a very good excercise. i have to make it into a sofa to even be able to have some space in my room for my chair, so yeah. pretty small room, pretty hard to make the bed. then dad is finally out of the bathroom, and i can get dressed and pretty. sunspawn is on msn, which is fun but weird, considering it's 2 in the morning in the usa.
0750- leaving the house. with an ugly rugsack filled with 200 forms from the train-job. it is very deep snow outdoors, and i'm already pissed. i also forgot to put on my watch, and switch music in the mp3.
0830- the gynaecologist. i say "hi, new contraceptives plz!", she says "hi! sure, fine, whatever".
0840- mum's place. waking mum, we eat breakfast and exchange pleasantries. we watch the news also.
1000- i take my most hated bag and head for the office where i am to dump the forms. on the metro, no one cares for the fact that my bag is omgwtf so goddamn heavy, and give me nasty looks when placing it on one of the seats. the floor is very dirty and wet, mind you! so i so won't put it there.
1100- at the office. it gets a wee bit better here, i get to talk to christer which is always le fun, but sadly all good things must come to an end, and i have to go.
here, i begin to realize that it is utterly weird that even though i've phoned many times this week, mcdonald's, whom i was supposed to work for tonight already, has not called. hmmm...
1140- therefor, i switch bus at karolinska sjukhuset, so i can buy money for the phone, and go to the pharmacy for my pills. pretty smart. so i call mcdonald's. turns out, my boss is sick. he mumbles something about me not going to work tonight [thanx for that info now]. okies. whatever. i also call anna who wants us to meet and buy our interrail cards. i have 200 new forms in an ugly rugsack, something is not right with one of my sinus, and i'm just angry. but i agree.
1200- on the bus. with the rest of stockholm.
1245- at mum's. again. she was surprised. but it's too far home to dad's for me to make it back to 2, and i hate to stress stuff. so i drink some tea and read soem e-mail [OMG! thanx to every one who's commented on my drabbel! my day was so much easier because of you! *huggles teh fandom*].
1400- meets anna. and gunnel, who just happened to be there. and we all talked and omfgwtfbbqmice my phone starts ringing! it's mcdonald's. as i am in the middle of getting an adress from gunnel, i don't answer.
1420- i have gotten money out of my savings account and me and anna goes to the train station to get our interrail cards. which is squeee! now, i call mcdonald's. first, the phone fucks up. then i get some guy on the phone saying: you were supposed to meet the boss at 1530 [i was?] but it has been moved to 1620. oh, okay. well, cya then.
1440- me and anna head home. or well, i do, anna's doing some shopping. i'm mainly angry and pissed and forgot my scarf at mum's and have an ugly bag and have to get to mcdonald's in no time. fuck.
1515- home. making some porridge, because it's good for you, even if the jam is almost non-existent and you're stressed. i change sweater and dump the most hated ugly rugsack in my wardrobe.
1550- to mcdonald's.
1620- i wait. and i wait. together with a girl called michaela, who had gotten an even better call then i had. she had missed her appointment with the boss. an appointment she hadn't even known about. yep. anyway, eric and hugo were talkative and fun, and then we got an introduction about life at mconald's and what to think about and bla bla. then we got our clothes. the shirt is a man's shirt. yaay. i don't need to look more butch, kthxbye. then my jeans are three sizes too small!! i'm not kidding! apparently, my jeans hadn't come yet. heh? 3 sizes? it's either that, or two sizes too short and small. *HEADDESK!* and the sheos they want us to wear... we have to pay for them ourselves. i hope i can get around that. *have faith in my bambi-eyes of i-am-very-poor-and-have-3-zebra-finces-to-feed*
then i got home. and sunspawn was online, and i could change into pj's and chicago was on the telly. so things got better.
now it's only some shit with limewire going on. first it couldn't dl. then it starts dl-ing like.. whoa! and now the programe won't respond. damn you limewire! thou shall not upset a fangirl in search for stargate!!!