My parents just came back from their one-week vacation.

Suddenly, the house feels too small, noisy and absolutely overcrowded.

*sigh*

On the plus side, they're back and mum's going to do the household again.
On the minus side, I need to give mum her car back, I don't have (most of the) house for myself and they're ging to start nagging again.

Damn my sentimental side. I'm actually glad to have them back! °_°;

Spent the whole afternoon looking for a new one. There's two that'd interest me and I kinda would like to compare them directly - except, it's not possible. Looks as if no shop sells both of them.
Kinda weird, actually...

Bloody hell, I could walk the walls from this headache. It's sooo wonderfull, to wake up with a splitting headache. I mean, it's not like I did something to merit it, like drinking myself into a stupor.
Maybe that's what I should have done. Drinking until my eyes cross. At leat then I'd have deserved that headache.

oh joy, is a headache not something wonderful?

Especially since I managed to get out of bed in time for the too-early-morning lessons...
And then, when I was waiting two hours for the next lesson, this stupid headache comes home to stay. I bloody hate headaches.
So I waited two hours at the university before going home to try to drown in headache remedy.

Owing to the half of the wine bottle from yesterday evening, I slept until 11 o'clock. Didn't plan to laze in bed this long.

Then I went to make lunch for my granny, just warming up something my mum precooked. Only, I'm sensitive to smell very much and what she cooked has a few of the things I simply can't eat (if I don't want to vomit at least)in it. I cooked next to the open window and the smell was still enough for me to almost puke.

In the evening, my friend and I went to get chinese takeout. Had to wait almost 40 minutes before it was finished. And they got me the wrong thing. Oh joy!
But at least playing FF5 was nice again.

I could just keel over right now and go to sleep.

Not enough that I need to get up at six this morning, I also slept badly. I woke up three times, dreaming that my alarm had gone off and it was time for me to get up. It took me three minutes to realize that half past twelve in the night was in fact not my normal waking time.

Then the seven hours work at the supermarket.

And, oh joy, taking dinner to my granny.

But I managed everything!

And as a little treat for me, I bought a nice bottle of wine from the supermarket. Together with my friend we're going to drink it this evening, playing Final Fantasy 5.

Today, on the train, I meet someone from school. I wasn't fast enough and she spotted me, clinging to me the entire ride.

I so hate that. I mean, all right, I've known her for seven years. We weren't the best friends but friends. But I've discovered that since I finished school and don't see these people everyday, I've got nothing to talk with them. And I absolutetly detest these conversations. I'm not really interested in how her life's going and I see no need to tell her much about mine. And I'm sure as hell not interested in how the people I've been glad I don't see any longer fare. But I guess I'm too good mannered to tell her that. Instead I sit there quietly smiling, faking interest and trying not to die of boredom - hoping she'll leave soon.

There are a few people who I keep close contact to, but leaving school, I was glad to leave the vast majority of people. But I know, I'm not the only one who feels like that. Normally I manage to avoid "school buddies" entirely.

Since our parents are on vacation, my mum drew up a plan for my brother, me and a few other people to look after my invalid granny.

This evening it would have been my brothers turn to take dinner to her, because I'm not home until seven pm.
Ten minutes after I got home I was heading for the shower when the phone rang.
Surprise! My granny called, asking why my stupid brother didn't come at half past five! To my luck, she had had help from a neighbour and didn't need me to come anymore.

Naturally, I phoned my brother, asking him where the hell he was. The idiot was still at university, having forgotten totally that it was his turn.

I mean the cretin is 19 years old. He insist on being treated like an adult but most of the time behaves like a spoilt child. The damn plan is pinned to the frigde in plain sight.

Bloody hell! Whoever decided that those JAVA-lessons should start at eight o'clock in the morning should be killed. Slowly. And painfully!

Plus, it's raining like there's no tomorrow...

On the upside, since my parents are going on holiday in approximately four hours, I've got permission to drive with my mum's car to the station. That means, I got the train only slightly soggy instead of soaking wet. What's with the damn wheather anyway. It's not like we've had a draught - no need to rain like that.

Well, at least JAVA was interesting enough, to keep me from yawning most of the time. (courtesey of my parents who decided that they needed their route planned yesterday evening when I'd have like to go to bed. did I mention they needed my pc which is sitting on my desk in my room?)

And today's the longest day of the whole week for me. From eight in the morning until six in the evening. With just one break... I so love this term!

There's one good thing about my timetable this term: I managed to keep wednesday free of everything. No need to get up at such an ungodly hour, no need to fight with school children and commuters for the last seat in the train.

Just me and some quality time with my pc/playstation - and too much to learn and do for that.

Somehow I spent the entire day with my mother, helping her, driving her to the weekly shopping, the car sale, the shoe shop ....
Tomorrow my parents are going on holiday and she has quite a lot to get ready until then.

so no free time on my free day... *sniff*