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I'm going crazy. I've been through so many emotions today, changing so quickly, that I just have to be crazy by now.
I started out to take my Australian friend and her mother on a tour around my hometown. I learned some things myself on the way, so that was really nice. We had a lot of fun, we took pictures, we joked around. I was happy.
Then we came home, and I started to feel that I didn't have eough sleep last night. See, my friend stayed in my room and we hadn't seen each other for some months. Need I say more? I met her mom for the first time, though, and that was an interesting experience. E., my friend, has been living in Germany for 2 years now, but her mom just came for a ten day visit right from Western Australia. So that was my first contact with Australians, and with Australian English. IT wasn't as bad as I had feared from things I had heard. I had no problem understanding S. We also got along really well, which was good.
Anyway, when we went out for lunch I was really tired, hardly could keep my eyes open. But in the afternoon we had planned on doing some more sightseeing more "in the country". We did, I managed to stay awake, and after a while I wasn't even tired anymore. There were so many things going on, and we talked about all kinds of stuff, it was so interesting. Then E. discovered this summer sleighing track. It's actually more of a rollercoaster type of thing, but you can control your speed and it goes right through the woods. So we went up there. I like rollercoasters. I'm not afraid of heights. But I just didn't like the construction of this thing. I went pretty slow, and didn't enjoy the trip much. (Also because I'm in kind of a bad shape right now, I keep having this pain in my chest that's driving me crazy because I don't know whether it's anything serious or not.) I've decided to ride it again and go a little faster. We'll see.
We just got home in time to pack their stuff and get going, because they had to get their train. Halfway into town, my brother-in-law called me, because he had found somebody's glasses in the bathroom. It were E.'s, so we went back to get them. My folks were worried that we might miss the train, but it worked out alright. So I had to say goodbye to them, which was kind of sad. They only had a day to stay with us, and that just isn't enough.
So I went back home. My fanily had left to visit some friends, and me and my younger brother were alone. Then suddenly the power failed, and I had several tenants complain to me abou that. What am I supposed to do, just magically get a generator out of the air and set it up?
That made me angry and upset, because I also felt stupid for not knowing what to do. It might have been a problem with our circuits. It turned out it wasn't, luckily. And the power did come back eventually.
When my folks came back a minute ago, my sister came in here looking at what I'm doing. I hate that!! You're just not reading somebody else's emails or writings if they don't ask you to. It's none of her business what I'm doing at the computer. I told her, which made her angry at me. She'll sulk all evening, but who cares, really. She's grown-up enought to know these things.
I'm going to take the young couple to Berlin tomorrow. Will be fun. I hate driving in places I don't know my way around. They both don't drive, and getting directions from pedestrians is terrible. But I'll get to see the Chagall exhibit, so that's nice.
My car needs an inspection, though. I'm overdue with that, but didn't have time this week. There are some strange noises coming from the passenger's side that might be indicating a problem with the brakes. Doesn't that sound great? At the last inspection, they told me I'd need to get about 800 Euros worth of work done to the car, which I didn't have. And my father (it's his car, actually) said it wasn't worth it, because who knows how long we're going to keep that thing anyway. So I suppose I'll have to get some part of this work done this time, if I want to drive remotely safely. But I'm not going to find out this week anymore. I just hope I don't break down on the highway. Yes, one of the famed German Autobahn where you're allowed to go as fast as you want to. I'll have to apply my secret trick to get rid of strange noises: turn up the volume on the radio.
Let's hope I'm still alive on Saturday evening...
I started out to take my Australian friend and her mother on a tour around my hometown. I learned some things myself on the way, so that was really nice. We had a lot of fun, we took pictures, we joked around. I was happy.
Then we came home, and I started to feel that I didn't have eough sleep last night. See, my friend stayed in my room and we hadn't seen each other for some months. Need I say more? I met her mom for the first time, though, and that was an interesting experience. E., my friend, has been living in Germany for 2 years now, but her mom just came for a ten day visit right from Western Australia. So that was my first contact with Australians, and with Australian English. IT wasn't as bad as I had feared from things I had heard. I had no problem understanding S. We also got along really well, which was good.
Anyway, when we went out for lunch I was really tired, hardly could keep my eyes open. But in the afternoon we had planned on doing some more sightseeing more "in the country". We did, I managed to stay awake, and after a while I wasn't even tired anymore. There were so many things going on, and we talked about all kinds of stuff, it was so interesting. Then E. discovered this summer sleighing track. It's actually more of a rollercoaster type of thing, but you can control your speed and it goes right through the woods. So we went up there. I like rollercoasters. I'm not afraid of heights. But I just didn't like the construction of this thing. I went pretty slow, and didn't enjoy the trip much. (Also because I'm in kind of a bad shape right now, I keep having this pain in my chest that's driving me crazy because I don't know whether it's anything serious or not.) I've decided to ride it again and go a little faster. We'll see.
We just got home in time to pack their stuff and get going, because they had to get their train. Halfway into town, my brother-in-law called me, because he had found somebody's glasses in the bathroom. It were E.'s, so we went back to get them. My folks were worried that we might miss the train, but it worked out alright. So I had to say goodbye to them, which was kind of sad. They only had a day to stay with us, and that just isn't enough.
So I went back home. My fanily had left to visit some friends, and me and my younger brother were alone. Then suddenly the power failed, and I had several tenants complain to me abou that. What am I supposed to do, just magically get a generator out of the air and set it up?
That made me angry and upset, because I also felt stupid for not knowing what to do. It might have been a problem with our circuits. It turned out it wasn't, luckily. And the power did come back eventually.
When my folks came back a minute ago, my sister came in here looking at what I'm doing. I hate that!! You're just not reading somebody else's emails or writings if they don't ask you to. It's none of her business what I'm doing at the computer. I told her, which made her angry at me. She'll sulk all evening, but who cares, really. She's grown-up enought to know these things.
I'm going to take the young couple to Berlin tomorrow. Will be fun. I hate driving in places I don't know my way around. They both don't drive, and getting directions from pedestrians is terrible. But I'll get to see the Chagall exhibit, so that's nice.
My car needs an inspection, though. I'm overdue with that, but didn't have time this week. There are some strange noises coming from the passenger's side that might be indicating a problem with the brakes. Doesn't that sound great? At the last inspection, they told me I'd need to get about 800 Euros worth of work done to the car, which I didn't have. And my father (it's his car, actually) said it wasn't worth it, because who knows how long we're going to keep that thing anyway. So I suppose I'll have to get some part of this work done this time, if I want to drive remotely safely. But I'm not going to find out this week anymore. I just hope I don't break down on the highway. Yes, one of the famed German Autobahn where you're allowed to go as fast as you want to. I'll have to apply my secret trick to get rid of strange noises: turn up the volume on the radio.
Let's hope I'm still alive on Saturday evening...
