Bank Holiday weekend is over, and it's back to normal way of life, except I'm having my exams on Thursday and Monday. FUCK! I hate exams. Luckily these are only orals, so I it's possible to dig yourself out of the hole.
Friday consisted of work before heading up to my grandmother. Me, my mom, two uncles and an aunt helped her moving shit out of the living room. She's redecorating or whatever the word is. Basically we're tearing down the tapestry and pro's will arrive tomorrow(that's Tuesday) to put up some new shit. After moving shit out and tearing down some of the tapestry I was sent out to mow the lawn. Now, this isn't one of them small lawns that you see downtown where you can barely fit a grill and a table with four chairs. This lawn is part of a Caravan Park, meaning fucking big. Took me a good couple of hours on Friday and a good couple of hours today to get it done. If I had to do all that with one of those small ones instead of the tractor kind I guess I would be doing the shit all weekend, and not just a couple of hours.
But God damn it's boring work. You're just sitting there, following a trail and waiting for that loud fucking noise that tells you that it's full and needs to be emptied. And then suddenly it decides that now is a good time to stuff the "tunnel" from the knives to the bag in the back, leaving a trail of mushy grass behind you, which in turn requires you to stick your arm down and dig out the grass that's gotten stuck. And to top it all off I'm now heavily sun burned on my lower thighs. I had sunglasses and music so it wouldn't be a miserable time, but I forgot sunscreen. It hurts. It hurts really bad. Fucking sun. Why is it that you never notice the sunburns before it's too late? And people say that God doesn't have a sense of humour.
Saturday was a good day though. I spent most of the day with my cousin(after mowing the lawns at home YAY!) drinking beer and coke and playing Wii. Wii is a genious invention. Mostly we played Supersmash Bros Brawl. We played and drank until about 4 a.m. Had a look out the window and noticed it was beginning to brighten up. Never a good sign. Well, we passed the 10 hour mark at least and the day after(woke up at 2 p.m) we passed the 500 K.O. mark. Hoping to reach the 30 Hour mark next time.
Well, not much more to talk about. Until next time, Brawlers.
Flyttet inn i "slottet" - en sniktitt
15 years ago
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