Finish line

48209 words. Also, should be sleeping for an hour now.

Also another things are going on as well so had a pretty rough and nervous week. I will be happy to see November go :)

Nothing to write here, move along

Really, there's nothing to wrote about I haven't written about in the last couple of days. Well maybe the only thing is that my cousin wants to build a doll's house for her goddaughter for christmas and now she's constantly thinking about wood, miniaturized lighting and measurements. At least it made the day pass a bit quicker as she came up with something different every time we bumped each other during work.

Bonfire weekend, afterparty

"Remember, remember the 5th of November" - I read today at many places. another very british thing: remembering someone who wanted to blow up their leaders. I think most other places would remember those whose stopped him/them, but not the british, who seem to love everything contradictory.
As for the fireworks, they were going off all weekend, especially at friday and saturday evenings, so i guess those were the big shows - today was much quieter compared to them.

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On a totally unrelated note, one of my colleagues made some baked pasta for the boys and was left with one more portion, so she gave it to me. I always eat her cakes when she brings them sometimes to the pub - I sooo miss homecooked food! Own made doesn't count - so i guess she thought i'd like it. I did aside of the sausage. Can't find proper sausage here.

English weather, again

This morning it had rained so hard i thought i won't be able to go outside at all. Luckily it got much quieter after 11 am so could go and have the groceries shopping done. I took this picture from the train on the way back. It's so typical here: it is raining, but the sun shines too at the same time.

With teeth

... or without. Today at last teabreak i took a bite of a chocolate bar (could have been a banana or a sandwich, wouldn't have made a difference) and my one of my front teeth broke off. The other just beside it grew at an angle so I always had problems with them. I went to my supervisor and explained what happened, and came home. Looked up local dentists but didn't had the composure to call any of them. Now I'll have to look up how this NHS thing works and what the heck can be done.
Like I wasn't ugly enough already.

And my dictionary still hasn't arrived yet. And I'm pretty sure I didn't get the grammar right in that sentence.


Now off to wrote another 1667 words.

Suomi

 It happened after my ex-boyfriend moved out and I asked myself where is my life heading now. I thought about a lot of things to do - changing jobs, go on a Europe-wide trek on foot or by hitchhiking, move back to Hungary, jump in the Thames... I was also free to do things i didn't do while my boyfriend was around and could criticize and mock my quirkiness. I started watching movies and to knit while standing up and doing little leg-exercises, bought food he didn't tolerated like salami, and dug out my meager collection of snowboard movies. Which are either full with finnish guys or are made (partially) in Finland or both.
I've always had a soft spot for Finland and everything finnish. Being Hungarian, i knew from a very young age that the only country where they speak a language even remotely similar to Hungarian is Finland*.  I also loved the fact that they had beautiful forests and beautiful architecture, and the men are blue eyed and blond haired (which are relatively rare in Hungary so i always found them exotic ;) I ended up studying Swedish and Estonian at the university, then came to the UK to learn English - maybe i will write a post about these detours in the future. So this summer I asked myself what are the things I really want to do in my life, and staying here wasn't one of them. Going there, getting to know the country, learning or at least trying to learn the language was. That settled it. I bought a textbook and started to gather learning material on the internet, and started studying a month ago.
I haven't studied a language from the start in a long time and now remembered how hard it is. The one year of Estonian studies are helpful sometimes and a burden at others, both owing to the similarities between the two languages, since they are much closer to each other then either of them are to Hungarian, I'd say like English and German to Persian. It is also one of those languages which make me laugh all the time because they just sound funny for the unfamiliar ears, like Chinese, Swedish and English**. I also love the fact that it has a lot of words who mean something entirely different on another language, i think they are called homonyms.

These few I gathered today:

hinta - fin price, hun swing (the playground toy)
lanka - fin yarn, hun gentle slope
ovi - fin door, hun  kindergarten, nursery
te - fin you (2nd person plural), hun you (2nd person singular) - Hey, we are relatives after all! :)
on - is (to be, 3rd person singular)
helmet - pearls

So, here's for me doing something crazy and too big and completely non-sense again.

Hyvaa ilta! (Good night!)



*At that time, Estonia was part of the Soviet Union and not an independent country so nobody talked about them.
**  Yes, English. I remember i found it sounding ridiculous when i started to learn it at age 9 and dropped it because i felt too embarrassed to say all those funny words out loud in front of other people.

Friday

Here i am again, sitting at home after phoning in to my workplace and telling them i can't go in todaysorry coz blah blah stomach problems blah blah depression blah sorry blah blah. Lately, it's happening nearly every week. Last week i managed to go in every day, this week was just mental. I literally had to fight through the first two days, gave up for tuesday afternoon, and went in wednesday looking the same as i did the previous two days. Yesterday was okay-ish but i think having to work with someone in my state took the toll on my colleagues and they were as morose as i was. Today, i was sort of ok, at least compared to the start of the week. But i gave up. I shoul've put out the rubbish and just couldn't do it on time. My stomach started to hurt - lately, it hurts every morning. It gets better later, but i'm tired of it. I also misunderstood a text P. sent me - damn my english is still not good enough.
So i gave up. I just stood in the kitchen surrounded by rubbish bags. Then i phoned in and gave those stupid excuses - which even tho are true, still make me feel like i'm lying (Had to look up how to spell that. Argh.)
I decided i'll be a good girl. I'll do all the chores i should've weeks ago but couldn't bring myself 'coz "i need the weekend to rest". I'll sort all the papers and official stuff that's laying around. Ask for an appointment with my gp coz i never, ever had problems with my stomach and now i do and it makes me worried. Maybe even go to the shop so i don't have to drag P. out tomorrow.

But i'm still just sitting here, angry at the telly coz they don't have any soothing-nature-documentary on any channels we have. Yeah, that's the biggest problem with life.

Saturday, blah blah

It's amazing how two cr@ppy workdays can totally get me down even in spite of the weekend.

Hightlights of the day: starbucks has they christmas season menu on which means pecan and caramel cheesecake + after 6 hours of playing P did pass the laptop to me so i could play Simcity.

It's 11/11/11

... and not 11/11/11, bloody americans. ;)

Had a very very long day. Bad sleep, horrible morning, bad thoughts all day long. :(

Wednesday

... when nothing happened. Washed dishes, played on laptop, knit a few rows. Yawn.

Coming up tomorrow: back to work. Arrgggh.

Tuesday

I was nervous today all day. Managed to wake up more smoothly then the last two days and also skipped breakfast in the process simply by waking up at 9:59 and eating my tea-and-toast at the teabreak-time. After that, it was just waiting for three o'clock when i had my second counseling session. I spoke a lot again but at this time we did some problem solving too. And it was soooo good that i didn't had to go back to work afterwards! I don't mind working before but having had to go back for one more hour last time, it just made it feel like i didn't even left.
I don't know where am i heading with this whole counseling thing, i guess i'm just trying to see cleaner? And also i've done enough thinking on my own, now i want to know if i did got those things right or not :)

Ah and then watched this " Man Lab" thing with James May (all those guys on Top Gear are crazy lol) and seen the most amazing animal funerals EVER. They attached cameras to balloons, sent them up , then around 30 thousand meters they blew up and the cameras fell back. I heard about people doing the same before to make photos but this was still really cool.

Monday

Done with the monday - now off for the holidays! Two days off work, laziness and housework catch-up on the list. Yes i can do both of them on the same day. With knitting.

Missed saturday

I meant to write something yesterday too but completely forgot about the blog. P was working and i had the laptop for myself all day so i nestled up in the bedroom and watched animes while slowly working through the HUGE pile of clothes that got washed in the last two weeks but never folded up and put away. Now that i'm done with that the room seems much bigger. Not to mention tidier.

Done it!!!

Done. All 40 hours. Went in five times and went back after lunch another five times. Can't count how many times i wanted to give up and just come home and crawl under a rock.
Next week i'll have two days off and my second counseling session. Lots of knitting. Lots of housework.
Yey.

Long week

If i manage to work this week the full 40 hours, without going home early or hurting someone including myself, i'll deserve a medal. Phew. It is hard.

Working days

The Black Dog can f**** off.

Together with the extra spicy Nandos marinade. Thank goodness for milk.

Bye bye October

How come it's this time of the year already? I've had to look up my shawls as it is getting quite chilly in the evenings when i come home from work. I've knitted quite a lot of stuff lately but none of them for myself, except a fingerless glove i just can't get right.

The christmas jumper is progressing well, so far. I'm nearing the end of the first skein so this evening i wound up the second skein, using the cone-shaped part of my yarn winder (the one which fell apart last time i've used it :P) Better then doing it all by hand but P is adamant about me neading a proper winder. I agree. The problem is their price tag. Holy. Cow.

This weekend

I've finished one shawl; started, nearly finished and discarded a fingerless glove; made pictures of the aforementioned items and of dome more; watched telly; felt cheated out of time. Why is it already monday lunchtime?! Last time i checked i just got up sunday 9 o'clock. Bah.

Still friday

Well it's still friday. This was a quite good week despite having had to pull a sickie on monday and having a erm "offical talk" with my boss at thursday. Today i woke up feeling i forgot something. About something, or to do something, or to think about something. As per usual, the uneasiness grew as i grew more tired and bored and fed up during the workday, and when i got home i had no energy to do anything except click away on the laptop.

Then the bomb dropped. P got home totally angry at me. He asked me to check how long the barber is open and i told him till 9. Well it wasn't "open till 9" it was "open at 9". In the morning. I just blew his whole schedule.

Hate it that when i start to think things are going ok i make a small mistake and then have to start all over again.

Thank God for Mythbusters Top 25 Moments though, it totally cheered me up :)

Friday

So, after the likes of Caucescu, Saddam and Bin Laden, Gaddafi got cought too and gunned down. I wish the best for Lybia, hope they can build something better for themselves.

I had a disciplinary (again) yesterday coz i missed too many days and most of them were suspicously close to weekends. I explained, boss filled in the paperwork, end of story. Is 7 days a year really that much btw?