Saan's spent her day living through the physical hangover from yesterday. She was tired, not in the mood for anything much, hadn't had any homework really done and the headache haunting her since Thursday morning was back with a vengeance after she spent her morning clothes shopping. Two and a half hours of fitting clothes without finding anything. The rest of the day was spent on Latin and chemistry, with the attention span of a goldfish on crack. And now Saan's mom's flipping about something or the other, and it's driving Saan up the walls.
And then there's always Monday to look forward to.
Saan's ended her Maks!-day with loot. One nicked, humongous balloon, with Maks!-logo (which was kindly donated to the Salivating Sister Fund later in the day). One pimp'd Maks!-tote bag. Seven badges. Several paper bits. This month's Maks!. Several given free hugs. One Cécémel Frappé bandana.
Saan's most memorable fun bits: -playing with (one) fire poi. It makes a spiffy noise, as long as there's fire. A lot heavier than her own poi, less control than the tail poi, though more than the tui or LED poi. -spending ninety minutes watching things get pimp'd. -making Tah PiTERMINATOR put on Yif's pimp'd white skirt (think lips. Lots of red lips) and then steal his trousers. And watch him go on stage for one hundred people. It'll teach men to volunteer to do something, but make a woman arrange everything. It's emancipated revenge. Or petty teenage pranks. Same difference. -hugging two kids. (The T-shirt will definitely return. Definit'ly.)
Then Saan got home. She redecorated her desk bookshelf with nearly all badges and some other things from the loot. And amused her sister for fifteen minutes with a one minute song. When that failed, she made up 'The Secret Undercover Life of Mom's Left Sleepy-Sock'. So far, it's a psychotic, singing creature that humps its boyfriend, the blue alarm clock, eats bandanas and murders all other socks.
Saan's already did (part of) her homework on a Friday night, which can only mean one thing: the project pi gang is up to no good!
Tomorrow, they will make Leuven and all it's suburbs (okay, so part of the center, really) unsafe for all logically-inclined folk on the annual 'WEG MET MAKS!'-day. Saan's 'Free Hugs!!'-T-shirt is only slightly defective in positioning on the hugs and design of the R, but it's clearly legible. She still needs a bit of money for the train and all mischief to be made in a rather popular city, but she'll probably get that tomorrow morning. She's inscribed, she told the Pi-sters that she would be coming (sort of last, last, last minute, but hey). Miss H will be playing a bit of hooky in her Chinese class to not miss out on all the fun and bring her own 'Free Hugs'-T-shirt. Yif is coming with Saan. Saan has freshly showered away her school-week-smell. Batteries for the camera are loading. Ready... Set... *A-Team Intro*.
Sun's broken through the morning chill today, and kept Saan toasy warm all day through. Relatively easy day, though she's still vacation-tired and has a test tomorrow. Passed the 250K border on neopets yesterday. Went shopping for clothes, which was its usual hell, but at least she's got a few new things.
Saan's just finished her chem-assignment and is sitting semi-socially in the living room for the goobye-drink of the next-door-neighbours (in the house of the ones who moved to France), who are moving to South-Africa. A less confident person would feel a bit insecure with half the known neighbourhood either moves out or develops...sudden death, life-troubling ailments. It's gonna be lonely with the big empty house next door. Hopefully, the next people who hire it talk to Saan, unlike the first neighbours and very much like the current ones. Hopefully, the next ones still like the cats. And don't have troubles with puppies or dogs.
She finished her first real homework-evening of the day and will start looking for her PE clothes after the visitors leave.
She still needs to clean up her behemoth of a binder with her first term of notes in it, and her chem notes.
The possible puppy has just gained a little more substance in possiblity. Saan's mom paid an international call to the Dutch breeder, who was very helpful and already informed of the number of pups expected. It's likely that one of them will end up in Belgium, in Saan's household. Pup's are expected around early to mid-May. Four weeks later, Saan's neck-deep in exams, and the first visit is allowed. In the mean while, Saan's family can e-mail all their questions to the breeder. ... *miniscule happy dance on Saan's part*
Saan is a'huntin' English cocker spaniel pups (preferably to be born in late august this year) once more. The downside of it is that she lost track of time enough to forget she still has to pack her bag and fill in her blog. So far, she's had two results, one of which is a possible (note that word) pup at a reasonable distance, and the other is located in Ukrain, and thus a wee bit too far to be healthy for the critter. The main problems are: 1) the time limit, 2) the specific color, needed to ensure all peace in the Saan residence and 3) the fact that you can't, as a responsible owner, shove a pup in a car with unruly AC for hours on end. So no Ukrainian puppies for Saan. Hopefully a Dutch one. Fingers crossed for that, or a new strike of luck.
So Saan did finish feeding in all her translations, but she didn't print any homework, nor did she scan any Geo-notes. The printer-scanner-fax-copy-machine wouldn't work. Her brother had pulled the plug conntecting it to the network, and Saan couldn't find the right sequence of plugging to get everything right. But he's back now, so that's solved. She just has to scan her stuff. And ask him about the virus-but-not-seen-as-such thingy on her scanner.
The wireless network was also being difficult today, so Saan just messed around some on neopets and then gave up on trying to revive the conntection. Apologies to all who received a rather harsh goodbye on msn because of it. Which meant she spent most of her pc-time doing pokémon emerald tricks, and still not reaching level 30 with all her critters. She has gotten nearly all of them at level 24 now, and will try not to give up on the big 3-O by 25.
And she'll stop here, just in case the connection decides to drop out on her again, in the middle of sending the post.
Original, premade message: There was no message on the 13th of April 2007 because Saan's still in France. And she's really coming back today, or she's gonna cry.
Edit: Saan's been back since late last night and is now back home. Today she is making homework, rearranging her schoolbooks and notes, adding empty pages to binders and drilling holes in papers that need it. And typing out her Latin translations, and scanning her geography notes for G., who needs them (how you can lose two terms of notes in one small locker is something Saan doesn't want to know.) and will probably start doodling on Saan's if she keeps them back that much longer. But it's not her fault if Saan has this miniscule illegible scrawl when writing with her GIMP'D pen. Which sounds cooler than 'the biro filling with some strings woven around it'.
She's just put herself up for a bit of fun, Saturday next week, and people who care about the event will understand what she's saying.
And if there's some time left, she'll turn back to her Pokémon simulator thingy, because her virus scanner is giving wonky messages, and her brother won't be back until tomorrow.
Saan's going to France after all, and she'd rather stay home. So no real posts until next Thursday/Friday and no real one tonight because she's gotta pack.
And scrambling behind the pc, back from her first day home comes...
...One tired Saan. She saw a lot of stuff in London. She only recalls the ones she bought souvenirs from, the last museum (Natural History Museum, by the way), the Millennium Bridge and St. Paul's Cathedral.And the underground. And hurrying. A lot. Which was tiring all on its own. Having roommates with no sense of time and a taste for alcohol (God knows how or when they got it, or what it was), fatty snacks and partying. Ensuing in vomit and an overly tired Saan.
Normally, she takes a few weeks before she snaps. This time she took a few hours. The next day, she was a zombie; balance problems, the world spinning, half of all things said sort of avoiding her ears. That evening, she was, quite honestly, psychotically hysterical to the point that she was wishing out loud (the neighbours will testify to the loud bit) that she was home and her roommates would drop dead. And that she hated her roommates. When she still wasn't the full 100% the next morning, she got permission to leave for some sleep instead of doing London by Night on Your Own Without Supervision. She got two hours of sleep and shocked her roommates by her Amazing Ability To Be Civil. Her next breaking point luckily was about an hour after twelve, the night she got home. She got home late, but still managed to hit the pillow before eleven. Heavenly.
So today, she slept in. Checked her e-mail. Visited her daily sites. Revived the Official IFD Neopets Account. Read some. Dusted off her Nordic Walking poles because it was nice weather. Got out of a week fo Southern France (Don't argue, a week at home is good). Got visited by Yif. Updated her MP3-player until it was finished. Finished uploading Project Pi pictures. Posted a link on the Project Pi site. And filled in her blog. She hopes to do the London pictures tomorrow.
