vent

It arrived on Friday 30 October, suddenly, without warning.

My Packard Bell is toast.

I was standed, as though my right arm had been lopped off.

Hours expended in running around to get it sorted.

Blue is not my favourite colour anymore.

who worked for a business colleague, committed suicide the day before yesterday.

She had battled with bi-polar disorder.

I feel desperately sad for her, for her Mom, for her colleagues and friends.

She waited for her Mom to leave on a trip to London.

So sad.

I don’t like internet service providers.

It has taken 1 week of STRUGGLE to get my 3G card working again. And different answers/ assumptions from every person I spoke to. Countless hours wasted.

Note to these people: IT WAS NOT A USER PROBLEM.

No cheers to give, none received.

Expunged. Wiped out. A shadow.

This morning when I went to wash my hair, I almost fell nose-first in the shower. I’ve been feeling dizzy for a while now – perhaps it’s just low (or oscillating?)blood pressure, perhaps it’s too much staring at the computer screen.

If this doesn’t go away fast, I’ll have to do something about it.
I honestly don’t feel very well.

No, it didn’t stop at three.

On Wednesday the electricity company told us we still owed some money (funny how they NEVER owe anything, they NEVER make a mistake). We are extremely careful with their bills and always calculate everything meticulously and pay on time, and still they find some hole where another 10% of my monthly pay has been hiding. And now they want it.

Yesterday the car started slowing down and choking. B took it to the mechanics today, I’m now only waiting for him to call me to tell me the cost. I wonder if we could live on love next month?

EDIT: Mechanic charged another 30% of my monthly pay.
If this continues we will have to think of something, I don’t know what.

Last Friday, I was working late (surprise, surprise) and B came to pick me up in town. Only he came when I wasn’t finished still so he parked the car and came to my office to keep me company (the chance of my boss showing up at 7PM are ridiculously small). When I was ready to go, we found that our car had been towed away! There aren’t words in any language that could describe how furious I was. OK, it was B’s fault that he parked outside the lines, but by the time we arrived there, another car had already been happily parked in the exact same spot and nobody bothered them.

Needless to say, the guys at the towing place were rude and stuck up, but I told them what I thought of them and their jobs at that criminal company that just claimed the entire town and started charging like mad.

When we got home (on a verge of a fight, of course), I found a parking ticket on the back seat, that B had just chucked there without even looking. It turned out it was issued by the traffic police and totally separate from the tow service – both combined, this overtime (my company never pays my overtime hours) COST ME 20% of my month’s earning.

As I said in the title, they always come in threes…yesterday B’s mum called and said they were in some kind of financial troubles (as always) and asked him to lend them some money. A lot. Which we agreed that we would (B told her that he needed to speak to me first, which I found very respectful), but I’m afraid we can kiss that money goodbye.

I’m not happy about this, because helping out is OK, I help my mum whenever I can, but his parents are awful with money, and I would hate them to start seeing us as an interest-free bank – that could lead to many unpleasant situations in the future.
Moreover, B was their little failure all his life, but he’s all accomplished now, isn’t he?

We’ll have to wait and see.
And hope they don’t come in fours. Or fives. Or…

I totally understand the principles behind this. But do any graduates who have slogged through the onerous steps required to get a bachelor’s, then an honours, then a master’s degree, to finally get admittance to a DBA or PhD or D Ed, usually while working at a demanding and stressful job, not feel even a teeny bit aggrieved that with RPL, in certain institutions, some people are getting admitted to , for e.g. an MBA without a basic degree?

Is RPL not being misused?

(Putting aside the fact that such institutions are not usually the top flight ones…)

My feelings: I feel aggrieved,but then I remind myself that I gained infinitely more by going through the whole process step by step.

agaisnt people from other time zones?

It’s SUNDAY here, and I have not one single cheer.

I alos get my cheers in measly dribs and drabs: I want a whole bunch to distribute.

So, of course, my headaches come back the worst week possible right now. I couldn’t study much this weekend, so I missed easy points on my music test, and I’ve got like at least 4 more tests this week (not counting quizzes… ugh). And the stupid band teacher decided to scold me for allowing another good trumpet player to share the solos with me. It’s like, really? He’s just as good as I am, and I don’t need 7 solos right now.

Can’t get a massage (aka: my primitive physical therapy) until Friday, and I know the headache is just going to keep getting worse. It always does. I’m trying to decide if it warrants taking the medicine for it, because I only have like 10 pills left, and no refills. Ugh ugh ugh. I can’t even listen to music anymore, all of it’s just too loud or high or something. Oh, and it’s almost 10, and I’ve just gotten home. For the first time today. And I have about 3 hours of homework, and I have to leave the house at 630 tomorrow for a meeting at the school.

FML.