Today was a slow day in comparison to the past few days, but it wasn't as if we didn't do anything.
My mother got up wicked early to go to the 6:30am mass, without asking my sister and I to come. She claimed she was tired of our complaining. I felt bad, because when I was saying I didn't want to go to church it was late and I was tired and cold and worried about failing BEDA and being stupid.
After breakfast the three of us headed off to the beach. Once we walked to our usual spot (as proclaimed by my mom), my sister and I went back to the pier to use the free internet. :D At one point, my sister got up to see if she could get better connection a little farther down the pier. An old man sat down in her place on the bench, and at one point asked me a question in Polish.
"...I don't speak Polish."
"Tso?!"
"...I don't speak Polish."
That awkward moment when an old man sits down next to you and asks you a question in a language you don't understand.
And I'm fairly certain I spelled "tso" wrong up there. IT MEANS "WHAT", OKAY? XD
My head hurts a little...
A little under an hour of internet time later, we headed back to my mom and chilled on the beach for a while. Around 12:30 we left because the clouds had rolled in and one of my mom's aunts (her father's sister, I believe), was supposed to be by for coffee around four.
On the way back we bought some cake and cheese and frozen pierogis, and then walked in around one to find that our guest was already there. The next few hours were mainly spent, by me at least, eating and listening. Eventually I headed upstairs to read some more, and then at a time that I believe was around five, my sister and I walked over to visit our other grandparents.
Over there I mainly just read more, stopping to listen to some conversation and to eat pancakes. It's really my godmother who knows how to work the internet over there, so I didn't get on. I'm not complaining, though. Hour Game by David Baldacci is really very good. It isn't perfect, but I'll save my in-depth thoughts for when I've finished it.
We got back not long ago, and I showered and now I'm here. I thought of some flesh-out information of the alternate universe of my tentative NaNoWriMo novel (not The Perpetual Business of a Quality Fish Store, I'm afraid), so I think I'll skip off to write that down.
Kiss-kiss,
I miss Vivid. DX
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They still haven't changed. :/
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Sniffing Out Oscars - 8.17.2011
Today...today.
Today was...yeah.
It started off just fine. We woke up to clear blue skies, which meant--according to my mother's memories from growing up--that the day would end up at least partly cloudly. Still, we were on the beach at eight in the morning, and we stuck around until a bit after noon (thanks to my complaining that I was cold and bored, I'll admit. I love the beach, but there's only so much you can take when you're just with your mom who is reading a Polish magazine).
On the way back from the beach, we bought fish cakes and a load of pastries. We stuck around for a bit at home after we ate lunch, and then set off to my other grandparents' house. My mom left with my godmother to pick up my sister from the internet while I hung out there, using the internet.
We ended up eating over there, which was fine and dandy. My dad called while we were leaving, and I ended up having an extremely awkward (I had to say it) conversation with my older brother. Two guys stuck at home with a load of indoor and outdoor plants, as well as a dog, while the gals of the place are on vacation. Do I smell and Oscar?
It was what happened after we left that has been on my mind. When my mom and sister got to the internet palace, I found out that the room my sister was supposed to stay in happens to be infested with wasps. This is the place I was chilling out on the windowsill of, mind you, and it apparently housed an army of wasps. I could've been pulverized. Anyway, my mom vaccumed up a load of them and then my uncle who lives with my grandmother was supposedly taking care of it. My sister let out that it's a bit nicer over there, and she's worried about the wasps because she's never been stung by one and doesn't know if she's allergic (I might be, too, as I stepped on something stingy when I was four but I don't know what it was for sure).
She resolved to stay here a night and then see, and she'll probably call tomorrow to set up quarters at my dad's parents' place.
To say that I'm jealous would be...well, maybe I am jealous. But I feel bad saying it. I am in Europe. The quality of the place I'm staying shouldn't bother me so much. And, you know, it doesn't. Not really. The room in the basement with the shower is kind of filthy, and the entire place isn't exactly gleaming, but my mom's done a lot of cleaning and it really is much nicer. It's not like we just sit around in here all day. We see things. Go places. It's tolerable.
I shouldn't wish that I could stay over there, too. It makes sense for my sister to stay there, since we're leaving before her, and the bee business ties into that somewhere. I guess I just was hoping for someone to talk to other than my mom. It isn't like she'll be totally out of reach. Just nights and stuff, but for some reason it's hovering in my mind, taking up my thoughts.
Buh.
Just...yeah. I don't really have anything left to say. I'm kind of tired, so I think I'll just go over my French clothing vocabulary and hit the sack. Oh, look, I just yawned. XD
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Hours played: 32 hours and 59 minutes
Current team:
- Emboar, 58
- Zebstrika, 56
- Vanilluxe, 50
- Garbodor, 45
- Swanna, 45
- Sawsbuck, 41
Badges: 8
Today was...yeah.
It started off just fine. We woke up to clear blue skies, which meant--according to my mother's memories from growing up--that the day would end up at least partly cloudly. Still, we were on the beach at eight in the morning, and we stuck around until a bit after noon (thanks to my complaining that I was cold and bored, I'll admit. I love the beach, but there's only so much you can take when you're just with your mom who is reading a Polish magazine).
On the way back from the beach, we bought fish cakes and a load of pastries. We stuck around for a bit at home after we ate lunch, and then set off to my other grandparents' house. My mom left with my godmother to pick up my sister from the internet while I hung out there, using the internet.
We ended up eating over there, which was fine and dandy. My dad called while we were leaving, and I ended up having an extremely awkward (I had to say it) conversation with my older brother. Two guys stuck at home with a load of indoor and outdoor plants, as well as a dog, while the gals of the place are on vacation. Do I smell and Oscar?
It was what happened after we left that has been on my mind. When my mom and sister got to the internet palace, I found out that the room my sister was supposed to stay in happens to be infested with wasps. This is the place I was chilling out on the windowsill of, mind you, and it apparently housed an army of wasps. I could've been pulverized. Anyway, my mom vaccumed up a load of them and then my uncle who lives with my grandmother was supposedly taking care of it. My sister let out that it's a bit nicer over there, and she's worried about the wasps because she's never been stung by one and doesn't know if she's allergic (I might be, too, as I stepped on something stingy when I was four but I don't know what it was for sure).
She resolved to stay here a night and then see, and she'll probably call tomorrow to set up quarters at my dad's parents' place.
To say that I'm jealous would be...well, maybe I am jealous. But I feel bad saying it. I am in Europe. The quality of the place I'm staying shouldn't bother me so much. And, you know, it doesn't. Not really. The room in the basement with the shower is kind of filthy, and the entire place isn't exactly gleaming, but my mom's done a lot of cleaning and it really is much nicer. It's not like we just sit around in here all day. We see things. Go places. It's tolerable.
I shouldn't wish that I could stay over there, too. It makes sense for my sister to stay there, since we're leaving before her, and the bee business ties into that somewhere. I guess I just was hoping for someone to talk to other than my mom. It isn't like she'll be totally out of reach. Just nights and stuff, but for some reason it's hovering in my mind, taking up my thoughts.
Buh.
Just...yeah. I don't really have anything left to say. I'm kind of tired, so I think I'll just go over my French clothing vocabulary and hit the sack. Oh, look, I just yawned. XD
PoKEMON StATS
Hours played: 32 hours and 59 minutes
Current team:
- Emboar, 58
- Zebstrika, 56
- Vanilluxe, 50
- Garbodor, 45
- Swanna, 45
- Sawsbuck, 41
Badges: 8
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