I'm leaving on a jet plane

Today, it is my last day of summer holiday. My suitcases are packed, my room is squeaky clean, my tummy full and I'm ready to spend a quiet evening at the movies with my parents, watching "The Time-Traveller's Wife."

Tomorrow, I leave for university. There are are a great many new things to do: new places to explore, new people to meet, new rules, new freedom, new responsibility. I feel ready as I'll ever be, and to mark the occasion in the true spirit of the blogosphere, I am starting a new blog over at wordpress. It's still in a very rough draft (as I have yet to find my way around things) but it'll continue to take shape once the foundations have been laid.

Without further ado, here's to a merry blogging future over at Terra Incognita.

Girl, 18: Licensed to Party

Today, I got told (by my mother) that I "shouldn't worry too much as long as I end up with a decent diploma - a 2:2 or similar."

I don't think she was joking, either. Well, excuse me, but...

...I did not bust my ass for over 10 years, make it to private school and then to a Top 20 uni with straight A's just to end up with an "average" diploma. I mean, ok, this is looking far harder than anything and I am supposed to also go out and have fun, but I didn't necessarily go there to drink my uni years away in a smoke-induced haze of bodies grinding on a dancefloor.

Yes, I do understand I'm going to have to be far more social than I have been so far (and boy, is that scary...) and yes, I do know that this is pretty much my last chance to learn how to make friends...but I did go there first and foremost to study. And that's how it's gotta be.


So I'm aiming at a First. And yes, it will be the end of my proverbial world if I don't achive what I set out to do.

Insensitive, but funny all the same...

Today is 9/11.

According to the Bulgarian tradition, today is the last day of the summer.

According to the Arabians, today is the National Aviation Day.

Hah.

Insensitive comments aside, a moment's silence in memory of all the victims.

When the shit hits the fan...

...you're supposed to duck.

Well, I didn't duck today.

(technically, yesterday, but who gives a damn, really...)

Instead, I started my day with correction a computer's translation from Italian toEnglish, and by the Soggy Balls of John the Baptist did it make me hate computer translators even more than I did before. And that's saying something.

My day picked up markedly after that, though - I went shopping and came back with a couple of pairs of jeans and several tops. Oh, and slippers. Don't forget the slippers.

What I also came back to, however, was far less pleasant: a ten page brochure on a village (and its surroundings), parts of which I had translated before, needed translation. I get told about it at 11pm and it's needed by early morning. So here I am, at 4:02, translating bullshit. The vast majority of this isn't even relelvant, and had it been given to me in a more normal time (say, last week, when it was ready in the first place) I'd've discussed and altered it accordingly. As it stands, the boss is asleep and I am left trying to communicate the Communist real estate procedures of yesteryear. Oh, and the tourism trends. Oh, the joys.

More later.

Full House.

Today, my family is having a Big Dinner. When I say my family, what I actually mean is my dad's side, as the same Event took place with mum's side last week. Yeah, my family doens't really get together.

Anyway, today is Big Dinner day, the reason for it being that me and my cousin both got into uni to do the courses we aimed for. Hence, right now, I am cleaning, dusting, scrubbing - you know the drill! I have one of my grandmothers around for the weekend, too, so she's helping me.

Other than that, it'll be fun to see everyone again - haven't spoken to them since Easter, so it was about time, really. Although I suspect it'll turn into the usual proud-parents-fawning-over-the-kids affair. Better than nothing, right?

In other news, I haven't been sleeping well recently. No idea whatsoever as to why, but there we have it. With just over 2 weeks until uni, nothing really left to sort out, all my home-friends gone back to school and my parents away, there isn't really much to occupy me. Oh well. Guess I should enjoy the break, but the summer's draaaaaaaaagging far too much for my liking.

By way of conclusion, I have a thought from "The Art of War." It's a very interesting thought, and one which I think is worth remembering:

A warrior must not be an advocate of war, but of peace.

Emoticons.

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And sometimes, in the evenings, when it's really, really quiet...

...I can hear them screaming.



Tonight is not gonna be a good night.