Uuuggghhhh is how I feel this Monday morning. I spent all (yes ALL) weekend locked up at home studying. I hate studying. I hate the FE1's and I want my life back. This round of staying at home with my nose in the books is a zillion (no I'm not exagerating) times worse than either of the previous times with knobs on. I'm like the antichrist today and I'm just going to take this opportunity to vent. Luckily for you, you don't have to read it! But you can if you click onwards!
Ok so yes I did get quite a load of work done this weekend but I'm still behind in my study plan which I get quite anal about and the fact I'm not following it as its laid out really stressed me out. IS stressing me out. This is not helped by the fact that I will be on holidays from this Thursday. I am of course really looking forward to it, however when I get this worked up about my study I would prefer to keep going at it until I was in a better position. So I have to battle with my inner demons to RELAX! Pathetic isn't it?
My poor abandoned little sister who has recently been released from the Gaelteacht (Irish speaking college for those of you not in the know, and who are gluttons for punishment and are actually reading this post) contacted me yesterday and compounded my misery by requesting that she be allowed to come stay with me for a while so we could spend some quality time together because she misses me. I would love to do this more than anything else, but you've guessed the Plan won't allow it. So I had to compromise with her and she is now coming to stay with me for the Bank Holiday weekend in OCTOBER. Isn't that crap am I not a bad selfish person? The poor thing was really good about it as well and said she understood and was really looking forward to it. I'm going to have to really pull out the stops for her for that weekend to show her that I'm not a boring old fart with no life... Oh hell.
The boy was great this weekend, very supportive a cuddly as per usual. He brought DVDs home for me to watch, all designed for my enjoyment. So we watched Ice Age (very funny) and Seabiscuit (gentle and relaxing with pretty horses) and that and the fajhitas I made were the highlight of my weekend!
The good news is that I feel much better now after all that venting. So if you have read this post thanks for listening!
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A good vent is reputed to be theraputic, but I wonder if a 'puter vent is as theraputic as reputed. Incidentally, how many zeros are there in a zillion? I've always wanted to know.
I have it on good authority there are 13. - Honest!
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