Ok, it's high time for some bitching, ladies!
It's been decades since I've last posted here. Nothing good happened, anyway.
Brief summary: I am exhausted after the CAE, not sure if it even went well in the end, but oh-well. The essay I needed to write for the university sounds much like a huge piece of crap, but oh-well. And most of it all, Private's grandma died just a week ago. Seriously, I need this holidays. Not sure, if what they promise will be given to me. But, oh-well.
The issue at the moment is that I can't even get rid of this tension. It's cumulating inside of me, around my stomach and steadily swoops my power, will and - of course - hope. I don't feel either relieved or released, considering the worst two weeks of December are behind and now it can only be better.
I just wish that something could get to this pitch ball, through my throat, and take it out, throw it away and never let it come back again.
Ho-ho-ho!
Brief summary: I am exhausted after the CAE, not sure if it even went well in the end, but oh-well. The essay I needed to write for the university sounds much like a huge piece of crap, but oh-well. And most of it all, Private's grandma died just a week ago. Seriously, I need this holidays. Not sure, if what they promise will be given to me. But, oh-well.
The issue at the moment is that I can't even get rid of this tension. It's cumulating inside of me, around my stomach and steadily swoops my power, will and - of course - hope. I don't feel either relieved or released, considering the worst two weeks of December are behind and now it can only be better.
I just wish that something could get to this pitch ball, through my throat, and take it out, throw it away and never let it come back again.
Ho-ho-ho!