steph

i have just explored the features of this blog in more detail and came across a function to add links. so i did. i just created another sort of blog thing on live journal. i will use this to keep track of my college developments, but it's also a way of preventing endless rants about my course on this blog. so, in case anyone wants to have a look and see how i get on at college and is interested in the sort of things acting students do, here's the link:

http://steph-schneider.livejournal.com/

(not much on it yet, cos it's only been my first day back)

yes, indeed, cos i can walk on water. not knowingly and without any doing of myself involved, but i have been walking on water for the past few weeks. where? in my room. a quick look under the floorboards today revealed a lake stretching halfway cross the house. that certainly explains a lot of things, like the green mould on half of my shoes and several other items, the damp feeling on my bed sheets, sofa throw etc and the eternal drying time for my clothes (4 days). it might just be responsible for my cold as well...

but in order. last saturday (like a week ago) i started to pack for my well deserved holiday, to discover said mould on my shoes. thinking i could somehow trick reality i fled it right there and then into the realms of frivolity and frenzy (no idea what exactly that means actually, but it sounds good and i am too lazy to consult a dictionary - even though google is just a mouseclick away. as an excuse i could claim frozen fingers though...no, oh well, just laziness then). anyway...so i spend some wonderfully relaxing time in bristol (with some added interesting bits concerning a certain person who has got more issues to sort out than i can even think of in my entire lifetime - for sure to be continued...not sure whether i wanna be around then though. confused? well, i certainly was. it's about a guy, what else). getting back to the point (honestly). the week was fantastic, nothing to do or worry about. reality hit me right on the way back. on the motorway. bristol to birmingham already took me the best part of three hours. the whole journey according to multimap should have taken 4.5 hours. i finally arrived at home after 7 and a bit and, of course, it was raining. then i spend the rest of the weekend working (now there's a surprise) and today was my first day back at college, where we did, exactly, fuck all (you will hear about similar occurences in the future).

coming home i discovered that the landlady hadn't done anything about the damp yet (one week), the workmen putting in new doors had left a mess, different workmen will return to paint the doors tomorrow, then the first ones come back to finish the doors. more mess. when i then discovered that i really now finally have to do my tax return, renew my car tax and book the car in for an mot, all by the end of the week, my mood began to sink slightly. and then we discovered the lake.

moral of the story...reality sucks. i am going to go away now in my head to some remote island (dampless) and ... oh, hang on, the phone...my boss...could i possibly work tonight...hm, no, cos i gotta pack, to move house again, and then i'm gonna be busy forming my own religion, because i can walk on water.

(one day i'm gonna post something really nice and cheerful here, i promise.)

it's friday. hurray. it's my last day at work (at least at one of the jobs). three more shifts at the other place and i am facing freedom. at least for a week. a week of doing absolutely nothing. i am probably going away to lie in a field, reading books or something of that kind, depending on the weather.

the week after that i am going back to college. i remember as if it was just yesterday saying that i am not sure how i am going to pass the four months of summer holiday. it's gonna be a long time. and there you go. it has flown by, as usual. one week before i am starting my last year in education. where did the time go? i know i have been working a lot, probably too much, but that quick?

i noticed though that recently i have spent too much time with quite necessary but rather uninteresting things. i always believed that we live to work as much as we work to live, but now i am more of the opinion that that very much depends on the job. sure, if you have a great job which you love, you are going to be 100% committed (at least i would be) and it is important that everything is done and done well. then there are the jobs that are primarily endured in order to make some mone to live (which i have been doing a lot recently). both options have benefits i guess. but i think i have been doing something wrong, cos even though my jobs belong to the second category i did not have any spare time to enjoy myself, because i was so bloody tired all the time. now, once i am back at college, i think i am going to change that. sure the jobs are going to be the same, but i think i am going to be doing more of the enjoyment stuff, cos i really feel i have missed out for quite some time now.

with this and a long list of good intentions for the next semester i think i am going to be pretty busy. so, there's one more reason to have a week of absolute laziness ahead of me. it's gonna be so great.

i just had a really nice tesco-run. after eating crap for about a month i thought i'll treat myself to some proper food. the kind containing vitamins and minerals that is. so, as i was wandering through the aisles, i came across it. the first sense of christmas foreboding. cards, calendars, chocolate...the lot. a warm feeling was expanding inside me, filling me with joy and contentment.

it's bloody september!! what are they thinking. oh, hang on, daft question. they are thinking money. it's not enough that you could save for your christmas vouchers since frigging march, no, now you can start sending out useless christmas cards three months in advance. good move by the post office though to increase the price of stamps just before the christmas rush. i have to admit that i am not much of a christmas sort of person. in recent years i arranged myself with it, mainly trying to avoid it...but at least it's a good time to come home, because all my friends will be there, there's good food and lots of chocolate. but all this hype, honestly, what is the point? i mean, i don't think i shall be getting into a festive mood if people start giving me presents for my birthday combined with my christmas presents (my birthday is in july), just because it seems so convenient to put the two together, since they nearly happen at the same time anyway. and this is not something my frustrated brain is making up. it is getting earlier every year.

soon i don't think there will be any reason to take any christmas decoration down because, well, it's only gonna be put out again two weeks later. actually that would be quite a welcoming development. if we have christmas all year, it's not gonna be that special anymore (hopefully anyway) and maybe nobody will care. and everybody could just be really nice and make each other presents and have a peaceful and harmonious time together without any reason at all, just because it's actually quite a good thing to do. hm...

anyway...do you know those little metal turning things with little spikes on them that produce a sound when they are hit by a metal curtainy sort of thing. i know, not the best or most technical description ever, but i'm sure everyone has seen one of those little music things. they usually sound quite shrill and don't really achieve to capture the full scope of a song. one of the most popular and most terrifying ones is probably 'für elise' (dadadadadadadadadaah dadadaa dadadaa da dadadadadadadadadaah etc...nevermind). now, please imagine this in the sound quality of a first generation ring tone (not the real tones...no no, the really annoying ones that the phone comes with and everybody needs to try out - usually for the entertainment of a whole metro). now imagine about seven different songs (ok, bad versions of songs), put them all in a row, on a loop and make them your default melody for people on hold on your telephone. isn't that just the most wicked way of driving people nuts. i was quite impressed by the sheer badness when i had to listen to it for several minutes today. that is at the absolut top of my list of bad 'please hold the line-music'. yes, i do have such a list. yes, i am bored at work. and yes, i do need to get a life.

Angels are singing it from the sky, birds are pronouncing it from the rooftops: it's international arsehole day. a whole day dedicated to making this world a little bit nastier. what can you do to spread the evil? slam the door in somebody's face? hang up the phone on a total stranger? are you generally grumpy, unfriendly, totally unhelpful, unwilling, incompetent and stupid? why not become an official representative for this memorable day full of back biting, face-spitting and ignorance. Join in the celebrations, give a fierce look to the next random person entering your sight or lie to the next convenient person on the phone. please, help making this day a success. come on, you know you want to.

guess what!

i am having such a GREAT day at work!!!