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Jun. 13th, 2007 12:36 pmEvery time we visit my grandmother I'm angry. Not at her (usually, somtimes I am, though) but at my aunt and uncle. Everything they do for her has to be paid.
Buy groceries she can't get herself? Extra money. Take her into town. Extra money. That's so... mean. They live in the house she and my grandfather built wihtout paying for anything. She more or less raised my cousins. And now she has to pay for everything.
I didn't see either of my cousins; but it's been years since I last saw A. and I'm not sad about it. He's a very strange and a not very pleasant person.
In the evening we were counting bats. :)
Sunday night my blood pressure was very low - again. I guess I'll get used to camphor. Nya.
Yesterday I had very un-nice headaches all the time. Luckily I didn't have to think too much. Meaning I almost died of boredom - but well, you can't have everything, I suppose.
Today once again that feared Let's-Talk-About-Art-Or-Something-Else-Practise. Man, I hate this. I doesn't really help that much (maybe it would if I really would prepare something, but I doubt that) and I don't like her. So I hope very much that I manage to persuade V. to skip today's class. Have a coffe or something instead and maybe talk. In Spanish, yeah, whatever.
I wish those exams would be over.
Buy groceries she can't get herself? Extra money. Take her into town. Extra money. That's so... mean. They live in the house she and my grandfather built wihtout paying for anything. She more or less raised my cousins. And now she has to pay for everything.
I didn't see either of my cousins; but it's been years since I last saw A. and I'm not sad about it. He's a very strange and a not very pleasant person.
In the evening we were counting bats. :)
Sunday night my blood pressure was very low - again. I guess I'll get used to camphor. Nya.
Yesterday I had very un-nice headaches all the time. Luckily I didn't have to think too much. Meaning I almost died of boredom - but well, you can't have everything, I suppose.
Today once again that feared Let's-Talk-About-Art-Or-Something-Else-Practise. Man, I hate this. I doesn't really help that much (maybe it would if I really would prepare something, but I doubt that) and I don't like her. So I hope very much that I manage to persuade V. to skip today's class. Have a coffe or something instead and maybe talk. In Spanish, yeah, whatever.
I wish those exams would be over.