1. Early weekend, since Lorna and Maggie don't need me tomorrow. No alarm clock for the rest of the year!
2. Ben showed up! I was astonished because his German is good, and he is very agreeable to talk to. He has very strong views that really further a discussion.
3. Saturday! Wohooo!

I feel strange

Something is not right concerning my health. Just when I thought I had got rid off my second cold, my throat started hurting again yesterday. I had trouble swallowing and just before I went to bed I realised that I had a fever which kept me up half the night. When I woke up, it was gone, but I still didn't feel rosy, so I had a lemsip. Now, although I feel okay, I don't trust it, hence I told Sandra that I wouldn't be able to make it to the cinema today which is a shame because it's our last weekend together for the year, but then, I don't want to be ill next week (for obvious reasons). I'll just have to sit this one out, then. Blast!

Calm again...

...but nothing to say.

Bugger, Fuck, Shit, Bollocks, Cunt, Mo*****fucking Cocksucking pile of crap!

Mood? Fucking A! Sixt has finally decided to send us the fucking bill for the pranged van and they want 750 fucking Euros. I mean, yeah, that was the excess, but considering that they didn't feel the necessity to inform me that I could've lowered it by paying a bit more for the rental in the first place, it feels like a goddamn ripoff! There go my savings and the dream of new speakers! Remind me never to rent a van from Sixt again! Graaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!
Good thing I've decided not to go to London at the weekend, because now I couldn't even afford it anyway...

PS: Excuse my French.

It's just plain wrong...

...if you have to set the alarm clock at the weekend. Still, that is what I did this morning, because they were having a German Christmas market at Pate's and Sam asked me to help, so of course I did. Between 11am and 2pm I sold loads of German Bratwurst and even the odd Glühwein. One person got a discount for ordering in German, one told us that he just came back from a stay in Nuremberg and that our sausages looked a lot like the ones they sold over there (he was glad to hear that they were original Nuremberg sausages) and one just babbled something about Weißwürste which I'm still suspicious of, probably because I'm not Bavarian.

Internet is not working regularly anymore. It didn't work last week at all, so I guess the neighbours have decided only to use the internet at the weekend. Thus, it might take me a while to answer messages.

School is still the same, some pupils are nice (especially the ones who tell me they can't make it to their session) and some are just the same old farts. That might sound harsh, but I can only guess here, because I still haven't met my favourite pupil, although the head of languages told him off big time last week and she told me that he was incredibly ashamed and would definitely show up. Well, he didn't which led to me waiting for three hours again (okay, I admit, he had a little help from another pupil who didn't show up) for nothing whatsoever.

I realised that if I cut back on the expenses for DVDs just a bit, I might buy a Playstation 3 in February and send it back with the exchange. But then, I still haven't heard from Sixt who will want money from me at some point, so maybe I shouldn't be making any plans just yet.