BITCHIN’

EN: Warning: This post is over two years old, so it's possible that the views, opinions, links or instructions reflected on it do not correspond with the way I think now or the way things currently work. I have evolved (and so have the World and the Internet), so it might be advisable to just take this entry for a glimpse into the (my) past. :)

ES: Atención: Este artículo tiene más de dos años de antigüedad, de modo que los puntos de vista, opiniones e instrucciones que se vierten en él pueden no corresponder con cómo pienso ahora o cómo funcionan las cosas en la actualidad. He evolucionado (y también lo han hecho el mundo e Internet), así que probablemente lo más recomendable sería entender esta entrada como un simple reflejo del (de mi) pasado. :)

My sister and two friends are here in Poland with me. They came on an 8 hour delayed plain on Sunday, more precisely in the last flight of Air Polonia from Madrid to Warsaw before they got into bankrupt :dead:.

We managed to spend quite a nice day in Warsaw on Sunday in spite that all the three girls got mad on several occasions, but what it was really annoying was when my sister and her friend started bitching at me about my (a)sexuality, my job, my relationships, my nutrition, my everything… It may be that I am extremely sensitive these days, but that annoyed me a lot, and if we take into account that they did that on several occasions from Sunday till yesterday, it’s little wonder that I am in quite a bad mood… I would send them to hell, but that would be behaving like them, and I am not like that.

The most annoying thing is the fact of realising that all their crap annoys me so much. Blah! :mad2:.

Changing the topic: I have just had (less than an hour ago) the oral paper for the Cambridge Advanced Certificate (I’m doing it just for fun, because I got bored in September and I signed up for it :P); the boy I did the exam with was sooo bad at English. I regret to say it, but it was the truth. I tried to not interrupt him with all my soul, but I had to say some agreement words and stuff like that twice because he had a tendency to get stuck in the middle of his phrases… People is really brave here: it’s the ADVANCED, how do they dare? Maybe I am too prudent: I’ve been told that I should try the Proficiency one in spite of my occasional spelling mistakes and some Grammar extravaganzas :geeked:.

Whatever. I’m not a Certificate obsessed, as quite a lot of people in Poland seem to be.

I’ve got loads of stuff to do, but I really need some sleep first, otherwise I’ll kill my sister and her friend (the other girl is a friend of MINE) as soon as I see them again this morning.

Oh, übringens: f*ck*ng be the bl**dy f*ck*ng spam.
There.

Have fun.