Dream

I had a vision last night. Suddenly I was in a stygian and mistifying place. I had the feeling that I had been there before but everything was so unfamiliar. I saw a sad and lonely woman standing in the middle of nothing. She was glaring at something I couldn't see. Then other strange people appeared and tried to help her but she showed no reaction. She was glaring intractably and obsessively. I wanted to go closer and talk to her but I couldn't move my legs and couldn't open my mouth. Then the woman seemed unreachable and became more and more stygian, and abruptly everything disappeared.

(from my SE)

ThOsE gOoD oLd DaYs

When Joe mentioned that he had used to deliver newspapers I started thinking about my last summer. I did the same job for some weeks in Dunaújváros. Actually it was my sister's part-time job for three months but sometimes she tired of doing this. So I undertook to supply her place.

She said that it won't be easy. I had to wake up at 4 am from Monday to Saturday. (Fortunately we had no newspapers on Sunday.) So after getting up so early I had to accept the pack and check it. That was the easiest part. Then I had to tear about. I had to deliver 43 kinds of newspapers in about 30 streets by 7 o'clock. That sounds much harder then it is. Only 9 of them are daily papers. The others are weekly or monthly. All in all it wasn't as bad as I thought it first.

However I had to learn some things. First of all that's not a disadvantage if you have a good sense of direction. Sometimes I have lost my way but I have always found it back. Anyway it's not a bad idea to follow your list. Believe me that the worst thing is when there is one paper left in your bag. Then the only thing you can do is to keep it for yourself and wait for the call which says that someone is missing his/her newspaper. I also had to learn which key of the huge bunch of keys opens which door. And I had lots of code numbers for the other stairways too. But it's not so hard to get the hang of this job soon if you have a good memory and you are creative.

Sometimes one of my friends came with me so it wasn't boring. We always had a good time during earning money and spent our days in my sister's flat while she was on holiday. We often recall that good old days.:]

.yesterday.

It was 7 o'clock in the morning. The alarm-clock rang. I tried to switch it off without opening my eyes but I knew that I had to wake up before I slept back. I was in a hurry so I wanted to reach the bathroom to refresh myself as soon as it's possible. But it wasn't that easy. As I opened my eyes I realised that it happened again: I forgot to remove my contact lenses.

It has happened only once before. Last year I did tha same mistake. Maybe I was too tired or my thoughts were somewhere else again... The first thing which came to my mind was that it won't be my best day ever. I was right. That was one of the worst.

I was able to survive the first lesson without doing any harm. But the case wasn't this on the secound lesson. The teacher asked us if we have read anything for the class. That was the time when everbody glared at the ground trying to avoid that gimlet eyes. But we had no chance. Finally the teacher couldn't stand the silence any longer and told the ones who had forgotten to read the copies to leave the room in a moment. We were shocked but left. Only 4 students stayed (from about 20).

It was a really tiring week. Maybe that is because of my heart disease too. I get tired earlier than others. Sometimes I feel that I have a lot of power and I feel like doing something but I'm too tired to do so. I usually have no energy by Wednesday evening so Thursday is a big challenge to survive. But I'm trying...

’The best little sister all over the world’ :D

Her parents and mine also divorced long time ago. Then my mom and her dad met. I have got to know her for about two and a half years. It was the time me and my mother moved from Dunaújváros to Dunaföldvár, to her father and her. Firstly we have met not long before. However we had some entertainment with this new family, at that time we were only strangers for each other.

I always wanted to have a little sister as I am the youngest child in our family. By now this wish has been fulfilled. She is now sixteen and attends the local secondary grammar school in her hometown. She has no other siblings but me and my two older sisters. So now there are five women and only one man in our family. :D

During these two and a half years, me and my little sister have done everything together. She is very clever and really good at nearly everything except for English which she hates. :S She also plays handball and will take part in the national competition this April, in Pécs. :) We spend nearly all our time together when I am at home. And I can say that we are like best friends. :)

When I was thinking about what to write into my blog I asked her. She suggested contentedly that I should mention her…as ’The best little sister all over the world’.:D I have no basis for comparison but I have to agree. She is very sweet, helpful.. and really persistent. She is my favourite little sister.:)

New sublease

Last weekend was a bit hectic for me. My roommate (who was my classmate in the primary school) and I moved to an other sublease. Because of this I couldn’t travel home on Friday so I stayed alone in our previous flat and packed everything up. My mother and my stepfather arrived on Saturday afternoon, and we carried everything from one flat to the other. The boys were really helpful.

After unpacking my things with mom, we went home to Dunaföldvár. Unfortunately, by the time I felt at home I had to come back to Pécs. However I was really excited because of the change. My friend's father brought us back on Sunday and helped to carry up our things. Our sharers, Peti and Tomi still weren’t there. While we were making our room homey (which was a successful process :D) we had a lot of fun. Then we wanted to take all the food in the fridge but when we opened its door we were a little bit shocked.

When I told one of my friends (who is a boy) that we will live with two boys he said that we are really brave. I didn’t understand why it was so strange but when I caught the sight of those unrecognisable entities and empty plastic bags in the refrigerator I saw what he meant :D. They were a bit careless. Fortunately there are two refrigerators in the flat so we put their things in one and after cleaning the other out we put everything in it.

After this we thought that they are messy, but I realized that they are surprisingly neat and tidy considering that they are boys. They usually (not always! and not just boys..) don’t care about washing up and things like this but these two boys do. And we like living with them very much. :)

Confused

Sometimes you find a strange friend. I mean a special one. Someone who is dreadfully similar to you. With whom you say the same words in the same time after a long break. Someone who writes you a message while you are thinking about writing him/her. Someone who is staying up all night with you to have a long talk on MSN if you are 110 kilometers apart. At such times you are susceptible to think that this person is your soulmate (or I don’t know how to call it).

If this friend is at the same sex, there’s no problem. But what about the opposite sex? Till now I have thought that it can work without any doubt but recently this theory has changed. That doesn’t mean that you cannot have friends from the opposite sex, but now I know that there are some exceptions where this can’t work without hitch…

Some say that friendship with the opposite sex is like dancing on the edge of the sword. Now I really understand what they meant!