Killing Spree

[mothwing]

Today, I am being good. I am trying very hard NOT to kill everybody...

Who walks slower than I do. Which, in Glasgow, is pretty much everyone.

Who bumps into me.

Who cannot make their own decisions. GRRR! Stop pestering ME!!

Who bothers me with stuff I have no interest in, like some friggin' election at the Uni. I am going to vote for the person whose ugly face has NOT been thrust into my face five hundred times in a row.

Whose face I see next to the message "Vote for NAME!"

Who thrusts some useless flyer in my face.

Who pesters me with stuff I have no interest in.

Who tries to teach me stuff I already know.

Who uses "already" in that weird new usage. BWAH! Just use "endlich", which is German and means what you want to express! Alright, alright, not my decision. It just sounds so... Sigh.

Who is under 18. That should be outlawed in general.

Who keeps me from being at home in bed with a book, a hot tea, some painkiller and a warm blanket. Being a student sucks. Having a cold sucks.

... off to Russian now. Garrr.

On a happier note: Rebecca's choir has pictures online!! SQUEEE!!! Crocky in robes!!!

Comments

[count-tygath.livejournal.com]

Really sounds like one of "these" days. I had that on Saturday I think it was. But I´m quite ok again now. Must be, due to this term paper about the maiden in our favorite book. ;)

Didn´t know you´d be at the uni this week. Hope you get better soon. *hugs*

[mothwing.livejournal.com]

It is. *grumphs*
And I have just found out that the tickets to go to Fort Williams, the place we want to visit, are around £40 each. Who am I? Croesos?

What happened on Saturday?

[count-tygath.livejournal.com]

Saturday was just one of "these days" here... ;)

Over the last two weeks quite a lot has happened here at home which could be stuff for another letter, hun, to be honest.

Dad, granddad, mum... In fact it all began already on new year's eve when I was in Ratzeburg spending the night there, and it, you know, summed up till about now and on Saturday, well, on Saturday it all broke out of me, or rather out of us, mum and me, where we then sat down and talked it all through once again. And especially mum was in quite a bad shape there... I'll write you soon. :)

*Off to start the term paper on "Heinrich, the Unfortunate", finally.*


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