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I don't think this entry has a real point, but I think I'll decide on this later, after I'm done.
I have just finished the first peace of assignments for that IFRA organization everybody's writing for. I'm glad I forced myself to work a little on the newspapers - it means less work over the week. But having said that, I have a little pile of work on my desk I need to get through by Tuesday, and that's excluding the Economics folder I forgot at school.
Judging from the already mentioned work, I will probably be laying off that Hochriegl party tonight (unless anybody else wants to go? Sofie?). Even if I do go, the club is said to be snobby and the people that are going are not particularly my close friends, so I won't be having much fun. (Wow such a pros / cons list). But I do feel a little bit obliged to go - I somewhat promised to go, and it's so close to my house I can always leave whenever.
Yesterday was a pretty good day; after watching "The Devil wears Prada" we talked for some time about more serious stuff, and then I made my way to Fiona's party (or whatever it was) alone. When I got to Grinzig, everyone was already quite tipsy / drunk, so I felt a little out of place. I stayed around for 2 or 3 drinks and then hiked all the way back to my house. It took me... 25 minutes to get home, I guess I should've taken the bus (?). Who knows.
Good news is mom is back - bad news: she's leaving on Friday. Yesterday, when I came back, she was all mad because she didn't spend time with me. I felt like screaming out loud that she cannot expect us all to drop our plans just because she's 'visiting' her home - but I controlled myself, I know how upset she gets when I use the word 'visiting'. She thinks she lives with us.
Hochriegl or not Hochriegl? That is the question.
I have just finished the first peace of assignments for that IFRA organization everybody's writing for. I'm glad I forced myself to work a little on the newspapers - it means less work over the week. But having said that, I have a little pile of work on my desk I need to get through by Tuesday, and that's excluding the Economics folder I forgot at school.
Judging from the already mentioned work, I will probably be laying off that Hochriegl party tonight (unless anybody else wants to go? Sofie?). Even if I do go, the club is said to be snobby and the people that are going are not particularly my close friends, so I won't be having much fun. (Wow such a pros / cons list). But I do feel a little bit obliged to go - I somewhat promised to go, and it's so close to my house I can always leave whenever.
Yesterday was a pretty good day; after watching "The Devil wears Prada" we talked for some time about more serious stuff, and then I made my way to Fiona's party (or whatever it was) alone. When I got to Grinzig, everyone was already quite tipsy / drunk, so I felt a little out of place. I stayed around for 2 or 3 drinks and then hiked all the way back to my house. It took me... 25 minutes to get home, I guess I should've taken the bus (?). Who knows.
Good news is mom is back - bad news: she's leaving on Friday. Yesterday, when I came back, she was all mad because she didn't spend time with me. I felt like screaming out loud that she cannot expect us all to drop our plans just because she's 'visiting' her home - but I controlled myself, I know how upset she gets when I use the word 'visiting'. She thinks she lives with us.
Hochriegl or not Hochriegl? That is the question.