19 September 2005 Sick. Again.I left work after 2nd period today because I'm begging, praying, pleading, hoping above all hope that the common cold is not fatal. I've become a whining, kleenex carrying, Nyquil sipping fool since Sunday morning and I am not a happy girl. I hate leaving work in the middle of the day but it was either come home or pass out at my desk. Teaching and napping aren't exactly happy bedfellows, regardless of what my 1st class today might think. The upside of it is this. I'm home alone and I'm not at work. Living with boys who are neither my husband nor my partner means constant compromise, sharing responsibilities and none of the perks of someone to share a bed with me. I usually give up what I want to watch on TV for them to watch sports or The Simpsons or anything animated that originally aired on Fox in the US. I'm not morally opposed to animation or Bart Simpson but every single day? We do not need to watch the 2 hour marathon on SkyOne EVERY DAY at 6pm. Once in a while, I'd like to watch the news and Eastenders without having to put a damn sign on the TV. Last night, Dominique and I went to see "Pride and Prejudice" because I simply must find a way to get Matthew MacFadyen to run away with me, live somewhere warm and have lots of babies. It was a gorgeous film, lovely soundtrack but the plot had some holes in it. I've been busy with the rest of my life and torn myself away from being online for a while. As much as I enjoy being online, there's too much to think about elsewhere with work and new friends. BUT I miss London. I miss the bustle of the city, the ease of getting around, the shopping, my friends, the freedom I had with no job. My days now are completely absorbed with school and when I come home from work, there's more school talk going on with Housemates and friends next door. It doesn't feel like I ever get a proper break from it all. I feel like my brain is turning to mush. |
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