I wish I were a kid again

Not going to start listing trouble and anxiety again, I'm quite sick of that.

Two days ago, I went out with mum to find out things about possible insurance, jobs, education, etc.. Not that I found out much, but when I came back I saw a chestnut (one of their kind, anyways) on the ground. (We have a big Chestnut Oak right next to the house I grew up in.)
When I was 7 (well, before that, too, most likely) all my classmates and I used to have a spot of competition about who would collect the largest number of the shiny brown things.

In class we'd be all kinds of creative and make figurines and the like out of them, or fill a pot with them as decoration. I remember using it as a body for a spider (See? I always have been morbid, it's not a new phase)

Anyways, I saw it on the ground, picked it up, and saw another one. Within the span of three seconds I was distracted so much by the feeling of wanting to pick up and find even more of them, that I told mum I'd be right inside, and dove into the bushes to collect them.

Within five minutes I had collected a total of thirty shiny bling-bling nuts, and I totally felt like a kid again. No worries, no strains, just "Ugh, need. to. reach. It's. too. far. Grrr... YAY! Gotcha!"
And that's brilliant.

I took a picture to post on here, with my phone. Soon afterward I wish I had not, for it became clear that there was no easy way to get the picture from my phone onto my laptop. The phone being from the Middle Ages, it has no such thing as a cable to connect to a laptop. Even if it did, I very much doubt my virus-attacked-whimpy-laptop would even have accepted the connection at all. (Which I highly doubt, seeing as it refused to accept the bluetooth drive I plugged in a million times, even though it worked alright before. Just not when I /need/ it to work. Ironic.)

After 24 hours (admittedly, not doing much to try, I've been busy working and being sick), I finally found that it was doable to plug the bluetooth driver into my sister's laptop, send the pictures to her, have her email them to me, so I could download them onto the drive and upload them. Piece of pie? I thought not.

Here you go,
You better enjoy D;

Woot for creativity?



xxx
The Gypsy

Keeping Busy..

Which is what you do when you get depressed.
Or become a liability to depression.
Because honestly, no matter how rotten I feel here, I never sank into that stupor I have back in Egypt.. Yet, anyways.

So I've been keeping so busy I barely sleep.
Just about 4 hours a night, give or take.
My weekdays last week consisted of a daily at-least-5-hour-shift at McDonalds, back home for a shower and a change in clothes, then going from door to door in our neighbourhood with sis to collect for KWF (Cancer-fighting Funds) for about two hours, to return home and work for 4 hours online (work, not play/chat), then feed myself, and read till I finally fall asleep.
How is that for routine?

Today though, no work. Kept busy anyways, although I did first sleep something like, ten hours.
We went to see a mill today!
From the inside!
It was sooo cool. =D
I made some pictures and videos, maybe that would give you a better idea then me explaining how it looked and felt.

The inside:

The outside:

Also, they had some bee-thing downstairs, selling the wax and honey and stuff bees made.

*Shiver* So many of them.


Zoetermeer really is the prettiest little town.



Some cam-whoring xD







Me and Mummy Dearest.



When we came back home, me and sis returned the Collecting Tin we had used this week, and it turned out we had collected over 80 Euros (83,62 to be exact) !!! in change! Which is like, wow, seeing as everybody put in just a few cents, I'm amazed we got so much. (To be fair, one lady gave us a 5-Euro-note. But that was a one-timer).

Then me and sis went for a bike ride, fed ducks, went to MacDee to drink something before heading home.
*yawns*
I better be off soon.
Only decent sleep I get is on weekends.

xxx
The Gypsy.

09/09/09

I've been working nine hours (both MacDee and freelance translating)
Have more than nine bruises (I'm sure)
It's just a few minutes past nine (now, anyways)
I have nine windows open (Wooh for multi-tasking)
Hoping Ralf scored a nine for his exam today (That's an American A, I think >.> Or a German 1 or 2?)
And today's date would be nine, nine, two thousand and nine.

Today was the day I was hoping to be special.
In a way. With good news.
Maybe that Tamara would get news about getting transplanted..
Or that arguments were over at home..
Or that we didn't have to go back to Egypt in two weeks..

No such luck.
Besides, I'm getting the strangest rash ever. Which I had in Egypt.
Little bumps on my skin which aren't any particular color (ie. Skin colour), which itch like hell until I give in and scratch myself open.
They're not like any insect bites, nor do I know that I ate anything to give me this kind of rash.
Conclusion: My allergy is from Egypt.
Observation: Not helping me much, knowing that. Doesn't change a thing.

xxx
The Gypsy

Downsides of a klutz

I managed to fall. Again.
Now not only my right knee is not bending without torture (which makes stairs of any sort painful), but also my left hip is completely bruised. Black, actually.
Gypsy is a klutz. Unmistakeably so.

Oh, yes..
Since I started working, my brain has been having all sorts of.. what can I call it best? uhm.. well, weird reactions, basically. It does maths a lot faster (woah), it makes me scarily organized, so much so that it's becoming really effective, and it's having me zone out a LOT more than usual, which makes me so much more a scatterbrain (to make up for the organizing and quick calculating, I'm sure).
I can actually stare ahead of me and NOT think ANYTHING. At all. And it's brilliant. Usually I can't shut my brain off, now it shuts itself off even when I still need to use it.

o.o
*cough*
So yeah.

I started painting again. ^^;;;

xxx
The Gypsy

A week's ins and outs.

All things considered, stuff is looking pretty.. positive?

Although I've had the worst week I've had in a while, physically and mentally (Lack of sleep, lack of good news, and an abundance of bad news and karma, ditched by friends...), I have not once uttered a desperately depressed "I want to die...".

And that, considering I used to say it quite a lot under less drastic circumstances, is quite a good revelation, and I confess myself pleasantly surprised.

~*~*~

I just received several books from the other side of the world, which made me happier than I've been all week.

Oh, a few days ago I was knocked of my bicycle in a storm xD Now my knee is damaged, and I can't move it without it hurting. (Which makes sleeping in the attic a nightmare.. All those stairs. D; )

The night before that, it was raining, and past midnight, I sneaked out of the house for a late night stroll. I've never done that before.. It was.. intense? Because it was scary yet awesome at the same time.

I think that was it for random fun facts about this week.

xxx
The Gypsy

MacDee

Alriiiiight.
So me and my twin are now working in the same kind of branch : ie, junkfood.
To be more exact about me, specifically: I got a very-part-time job at McDonald's.
Very because it's only once/twice a week, for a couple of hours.
Although it's good I found anything at all. It's been driving me crazy that half the town has my CV right about now, and nothing's happening yet.

Johnny prophesied that I'd get American customers if I got the job there, cause they'd wander to the nearest "homely" thing in a foreign country. That being, obviously, MacDee. xD
Cutting a long story short: He was right. xD There are quite a few regular customers as well. Americans, I mean. Or well, I would assume they're regulars, seeing the way they greet the whole staff so cheerfully.

One thing is sure though.
I appreciate those behind the register (and in the kitchens/delivery) of any McDonalds over the globe a LOT more now. Of any junk food place, really. Maybe of any food place generally.
I've honestly been underestimating working there. Might be because I'm still getting used to everything, but yeah. It's not all that easy. xD

xxx
The Gypsy.

Wickedness

This weekend might've been one of the best weekends I've had in a very long time.
Good company, good discussions, good jokes, a good movie, good food (after sunset), good drinks, good everything! =) We actually went "pubbing" and didn't get home till around 2 o' clock or something (at night, that is).
We being my cousin, Judith, her boyfriend Ricardo and a friend of theirs. Well, and me, of course.

After going to my cousin's place, we spent a bit more talking and hanging around, drinking coffee and eating chocolate (aka more good stuff), until Judith headed to bed at around 3 am. I stayed up till 4 to eat ( readying myself for another 17 hour fast), then went to bed myself (which took a lot longer than I thought it would. Maybe it was the fact I'm not used to sleeping in just any bed?) then woke up after three hours only to find the house dead quiet, and my body refusing to go to sleep again for at least three more hours.

Me and Judith were in the garden/terrace (they'd just bought new trees and plants for it Saturday) trying to uproot some very adamant plants from a big case which apparently had an entire ants colony at its bottom, when Ricardo came with a rented movie. :) More fun and laughs at that, and halfway mum and my siblings came to "pick me up", and watched the rest of the movie with us :)
It was all much funs. :3

xxx
The Gypsy