What Kind Of Sandwich Are You?

You Are a Club Sandwich

You are have a big personality. It's hard for anyone to ignore you! You dream big. You think big. And you eat big. Some people consider you high maintenance, but you just know what you want... and when you want it. Your best friend: The Tuna Fish Sandwich Your mortal enemy: The Peanut Butter and Jelly Sandwich

What Kind of Sandwich Are You?

Oh Dear...

...mom.

Today when my mom turned the radio off in the car only to start what seemed to be an endless conversation, instead of blanking out like i usually do and go to Ruruland, i listened. I do occasionally listen too, just not as often as i should. It struck me this: my mom is unhappy. This time i'm not the problem and it scares me because when i'm the cause of her unhappiness i know how to fix it, make it go away. But this time i am truly clueless, it's beyond my powers. Usually cleaning my room, revising or talking to her does the trick but this is more complicated.

She is unhappy at work... now there i can't get involved. My mother has been a teacher for 15 years, since i was born, and she is one of if not the best there is out there. However stupid british system does not let her show her true magnificence. I have seen her teach a class (hundreds actually) and she beats my school teachers by a mile, and yet her achievements are not recognised fully here, thus her being a supply teacher and not a stable, fully fledged one as she obviously should be.

Now this must be some sort of twisted God humour, because my mom is the person that annoys me and gets on my nerves more than anybody i have ever met, and yet if she is unhappy i crumble. Like a chocolate chip cookie, only worse.

Well all i can do is hug her and hope it goes away at least for now. -sigh-

What's Your Noble British Name?

Your Noble British Name Is:

Lady Winifreda Anne Somerset

What's Your Noble British Name?

Day 1

There have been a lot of "day ones" lately, but today if day 1 for braces... Oh holy mother of toothache!!!!!!!!!!! It's like somebody tightening up my whole jaw and holding it there whilst telling me that for the next 18 months i'm not allowed sweets or chewing gum- evil or what?? Holy CRAP!!! It's gonna be a longggggg 18 months...
Day 1 and counting..

Ten minutes later: Damnit it's still day 1! This shit hurts.

First Day At Work

First day went awesomenessly!!! =)
Was reasonably busy for a Monday therefore gave me enough challenges. People there are awesome also, which made it so much better... I nearly tripped over a kid whilst going to clear a table- kid was so short!!!- and i think i've polished more glasses today than i have in my entire life.

Had to learn the hard way that one should NOT pick up hot huge plates or knives right out of the dishwasher- this was proven when the knife nearly landed in somebody's eye, but luckily they didn't notice.
Another important lesson was: NEVER wear new shoes to work. Ever. Not a good idea, even if you think they'll be fine, they actually won't. Felt like i was stepping on glass and brushing against cactuses..

One of the pluses of this job is that i get free lunch right from the chef- i had prawns!! =) Lunch took away some of the pain from my feet. =)
Overall a very good start; it felt like i made a good start with all the staff and i enjoy working with them.
Thumbs up! So far so good.

How Green Is Your Life?

Your Life is 76% Green

You live a very green life, and you're aware of how your actions help the earth. Of course, it's hard to be totally green. But when you make a tradeoff, you know why you're making it.

How Green Is Your Life?

Mission Babysitter - Successful

Babysitting last night went pretty damn awesomely. I did of course imagine the worst (having to tie them to the car and run out of the burning house whilst a kid was hanging on to my hair and puking) but fortunately kids like me more than i like them. Yay to that. Actually, i sort of like them- cool kids they are. Somehow i related to them- maybe because their ages relate to my maturity levels? Yeah... shockingly enough we had fun. And i got paid to watch somebody else's TV, which btw is HUGE. Going again next Friday, apparently kids gave me a good report. =)

In Business!

Oh and what a week it's been... and it's not over yet- one more day with 2 more practice exams and 5-6 hours of sweet school torture. I'm in over my head with coursework, essays, exam papers, and this week also food poisoning- not cool.

Tomorrow though is where it all starts spiralling towards long awaited WORK. Yes, tomorrow i officially start working. Babysitting is a start anyways; i meet the brats tomorrow...God help me. Anyways it all gets better Monday- waitressing starts then. =)

Now...since exams don't take any notice of my otherwise pilling up schedule, some chemistry revision needs doing. I want Saturday...........

Oooooo No You Didn't!!

A weekend of ups and downs directly proportional to computer and no computer. Aaaahhhh so i'm grounded. They took Leopold away from me twice, so they were mad at me and i was mad at them. Well, of course i would be mad, it's dear Leopold, my beloved laptop!!! Story goes that on Thursday night i spent "too much time" on it, since on Wednesday i hadn't even turned it on. It got ugly when on Friday afternoon i noticed an empty space on my desk- not good! I gave them the evils and the usual grunting and moaning of a computerless teenager so we came to an agreement. I love that. We compromise on stuff so well that if there was a compromising championship we'd win it. I guess that's what makes this family work. I agreed to 2 hours a day (including homework or research online) on the computer and they agreed to extend this after a while, when they know they can "trust me not to abuse it". Fair enough. I have exams anyways so it actually sounds like a good plan.

Otherwise an awesome weekend with some awesomeness good old quality friends&family time.

What Kind of Cheesecake Are You?

You Are a Chocolate Cheesecake

Rich and greedy, you're attracted to the dark side of life. Nothing ever quite satisfies your inner beast. And somehow, people find that sexy.

What Kind of Cheesecake Are You?