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Thursday, 27 November 2008 21:14I am truly dead tired! This week feels so full of stress, somehow. We had an office meeting after work today, and those things always stress me out. Not so much during them as before them, though. I really 
don't like conflicts and stuff like that, and meetings always end with discussions. It's not that our meetings are even that bad, I think. I can't say for sure though, as I've never been to staff meetings at other places ... but somehow there is always some underlying aggression, especially from some people. We don't really have any major problems at work, but some people make every little thing huge, and get upset about pretty much everything. It's tiring. I mean, sure, I get irritated at my colleagues at times too, but the way I see it, one has to weigh the negative effects of nagging about things against the importance that those things ... and most things aren't worth any fuss. Also, one should try to shake things off ... the only thing that happens if you keep thinking about irritating things forever and keeping grudge with people is that you fill yourself with negative emotions and hurt yourself. It's usually better to just let things pass, unless they are real problems, no? Anyway, the meeting wasn't that bad ... it was just long (almost three hours) and in the end we didn't say much that we haven't said a zillion times before ...
When I got home (tired from biking against the wind in the dark) I forced myself to not sit down to relax and then not be able to get up again for the rest of the evening, but I started tidying and cleaning the hall. I take the apartment one room at the time. The hall is, of course, the easiest to tidy, as there isn't that much stuff there ... But it's also a bit boring, as there isn't much to do to it when it comes to decorations. I did a little bit of cleaning in the bath room too, but still have work to do there ... and I have the kitchen and bedroom left to tidy - the worst rooms. The kitchen is still better than the bedroom ... Had it just been a bedroom and nothing else, it might not have been so bad ... but since it's the room where I keep my desk, my deco stuff, my magazines, a lot of teddies, my journals, papers etc ... Well, I think you get the picture! It has a tendency to get very, very messy.
Work is a bit stressful at the moment too ... Not that we have an extreme amount of calls to answer - even though we've been short of staff most of the week, due to people being ill - but because they've given us lists of customers that we're supposed to call to check if they're interested in buying some of the new articles we've got in stock at a discount. I usually don't have too much problems calling customers from work, in spite of my phone phobia, as it's somehow different when it's the company calling rather than me ... but this type of calls is way outside my comfort zone. I truly hate phone calls from sale's persons myself, and know just how annoying they are. It might be a bit different when you get them as part of your work instead of at home, in your free time, but still ... I can't lose the feeling of disturbing people, know what I mean?
And French class yesterday was a bit depressing. Well, most of it was nice, as usual, but ... In the current chapter, we're supposed to learn the difference between "que" and "qui" and well ... It's not that I don't understand the difference; I could even tell the rule for when to use which, that one is used for a subject and one is used for an object, but ... it ends there. I never was any good at syntax, and when it comes down to actually deciding whether the word alluded is a subject or an object, I get lost. Not when it is a really simple sentence with just one verb, but when there are more than one and ... argh! I get so frustrated I could cry. It makes me feel so stupid! But it's really not a new problem ... already back in 7th or 8th grade when we were studying this in Swedish class I remember
bursting into tears when I was doing the homework together with my mom ... I just don't get it, and I doubt that I ever will ... especially since most of the time it doesn't make that much difference to a Swedish sentence ... I guess that I will just have to pray that the ear that I have for language can help me get it right anyway. It has happened before 
I never was a grammar wizard, but I tend to get it right rather by having a feeling that "this sounds right" than knowing the actual rule ... This said, if anyone thinks that he/she could teach me to do the syntax thing, you're welcome to try;) Beyond telling what's subject and predicate in a simple sentence like "Le lapin est joli", I am truly lost! I think my frustration might have amused Pierre a bit though.
Hm, I think I will treat myself to an episode of "NCIS" now and then go to bed. It'd be good if I got up a bit earlier tomorrow than I did this morning ... Oh, but first I just have to mention this really silly e-mail that I got from the spaces.live page yesterday. This guy had written "Hello. Would you be able to write an analysis of Jago or Othello in the book "Othello". That would be very nice of you. If you have the time, could it be ready some time next week. Thank you!" What? Does he honestly think that I would do his school work for him? *shakes head* Why on Earth would I do that? People! They never cease to amaze me! But perhaps I should take it as a compliment, as he must have found my book blog good, eh? Perhaps I am mean, but my thought was rather that he'd contacted anyone who wrote about books at all ... especially since he actually misspelled the word 'book' in his e-mail. I would guess that he was the kind of kid who never read a book his entire life and does not intend to do so just because some teacher tells him too. But honestly ... how can people live without books?
don't like conflicts and stuff like that, and meetings always end with discussions. It's not that our meetings are even that bad, I think. I can't say for sure though, as I've never been to staff meetings at other places ... but somehow there is always some underlying aggression, especially from some people. We don't really have any major problems at work, but some people make every little thing huge, and get upset about pretty much everything. It's tiring. I mean, sure, I get irritated at my colleagues at times too, but the way I see it, one has to weigh the negative effects of nagging about things against the importance that those things ... and most things aren't worth any fuss. Also, one should try to shake things off ... the only thing that happens if you keep thinking about irritating things forever and keeping grudge with people is that you fill yourself with negative emotions and hurt yourself. It's usually better to just let things pass, unless they are real problems, no? Anyway, the meeting wasn't that bad ... it was just long (almost three hours) and in the end we didn't say much that we haven't said a zillion times before ...When I got home (tired from biking against the wind in the dark) I forced myself to not sit down to relax and then not be able to get up again for the rest of the evening, but I started tidying and cleaning the hall. I take the apartment one room at the time. The hall is, of course, the easiest to tidy, as there isn't that much stuff there ... But it's also a bit boring, as there isn't much to do to it when it comes to decorations. I did a little bit of cleaning in the bath room too, but still have work to do there ... and I have the kitchen and bedroom left to tidy - the worst rooms. The kitchen is still better than the bedroom ... Had it just been a bedroom and nothing else, it might not have been so bad ... but since it's the room where I keep my desk, my deco stuff, my magazines, a lot of teddies, my journals, papers etc ... Well, I think you get the picture! It has a tendency to get very, very messy.
Work is a bit stressful at the moment too ... Not that we have an extreme amount of calls to answer - even though we've been short of staff most of the week, due to people being ill - but because they've given us lists of customers that we're supposed to call to check if they're interested in buying some of the new articles we've got in stock at a discount. I usually don't have too much problems calling customers from work, in spite of my phone phobia, as it's somehow different when it's the company calling rather than me ... but this type of calls is way outside my comfort zone. I truly hate phone calls from sale's persons myself, and know just how annoying they are. It might be a bit different when you get them as part of your work instead of at home, in your free time, but still ... I can't lose the feeling of disturbing people, know what I mean?
And French class yesterday was a bit depressing. Well, most of it was nice, as usual, but ... In the current chapter, we're supposed to learn the difference between "que" and "qui" and well ... It's not that I don't understand the difference; I could even tell the rule for when to use which, that one is used for a subject and one is used for an object, but ... it ends there. I never was any good at syntax, and when it comes down to actually deciding whether the word alluded is a subject or an object, I get lost. Not when it is a really simple sentence with just one verb, but when there are more than one and ... argh! I get so frustrated I could cry. It makes me feel so stupid! But it's really not a new problem ... already back in 7th or 8th grade when we were studying this in Swedish class I remember
bursting into tears when I was doing the homework together with my mom ... I just don't get it, and I doubt that I ever will ... especially since most of the time it doesn't make that much difference to a Swedish sentence ... I guess that I will just have to pray that the ear that I have for language can help me get it right anyway. It has happened before I never was a grammar wizard, but I tend to get it right rather by having a feeling that "this sounds right" than knowing the actual rule ... This said, if anyone thinks that he/she could teach me to do the syntax thing, you're welcome to try;) Beyond telling what's subject and predicate in a simple sentence like "Le lapin est joli", I am truly lost! I think my frustration might have amused Pierre a bit though.Hm, I think I will treat myself to an episode of "NCIS" now and then go to bed. It'd be good if I got up a bit earlier tomorrow than I did this morning ... Oh, but first I just have to mention this really silly e-mail that I got from the spaces.live page yesterday. This guy had written "Hello. Would you be able to write an analysis of Jago or Othello in the book "Othello". That would be very nice of you. If you have the time, could it be ready some time next week. Thank you!" What? Does he honestly think that I would do his school work for him? *shakes head* Why on Earth would I do that? People! They never cease to amaze me! But perhaps I should take it as a compliment, as he must have found my book blog good, eh? Perhaps I am mean, but my thought was rather that he'd contacted anyone who wrote about books at all ... especially since he actually misspelled the word 'book' in his e-mail. I would guess that he was the kind of kid who never read a book his entire life and does not intend to do so just because some teacher tells him too. But honestly ... how can people live without books?
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I am pretty sure that guys don't want to know just how much girls talk about them! And Mu does not seem to mind turning thirty. No age crisis. That is good 
I guess that I will never be a morning person, but I think it's really unfair that it's so easy to fall asleep at all times when one is not supposed to sleep and so hard to do it when it's bed time. Sweet dreams, folks!
M's smile is still haunting me. I am so stupid, I just can't stop myself from analyzing every gaze (is it neutral? not caring? interested?). Why do I even bother? Or rather: Why couldn't he had told me straight out that he wasn't interested back then? Then I would have known, no need to contemplate. That would have helped me so much. Hurt, yes, but helped still. He's so damn pretty … it bothers me. *thinking about the DM song "I want you now" suddenly* I wish I could just tell him just how beautiful he is in my eyes. Whatever good that would do. It would still feel good, somehow. That is, if I would ever be able to find the words …
M has already called me twize today; about a customer who was not in her shop when she was supposed to. Well, she showed up while he was talking to me, but whatever. It feels weird to speak to him like that. It always does, doesn't it, talking about work-related stuff when there is so much else in your heart that you would like to say. Damn! He never seems to stop getting to me, does he? When he called the second time I so much wanted to tell him "Oh, I feel popular today" or something else silly (like "I thought you did not want to talk on the phone with me?") … or perhaps tell him not to curse so much, which he did. That really isn't attractive, if you ask me. (Well, I doubt that he cares what I find attractive, but whatever!) I would be so much better off if I could just get him off my mind, no? But he does not help me … Like this morning when he asked me for the telephone number to a customer and wondered if they would really be there at that hour etc and then he smiles (that smile! It kills me every time!) and says "Otherwise I will call you, you know that". Yeah, right. What am I supposed to say to that? "You can call me anytime you like" was the answer I wanted to give him … 
M really haunted my mind throughout the day though, as he looked particularly cute again yesterday. Don't ask me to explain what does it, but some days he gets to me more than others ... When our eyes met at some point I felt that familiar connection, the one that says to my heart "the two of you belong together", but I suppose that he does not feel it ... Argh! Sometimes I just want to yell to him. "Do you even know how beautiful you are or what you do to my heart?", but of course I do not. Or I would like to quote Depeche Mode and tell him "don't say you're happy out there without me I know you can't be". It's really weird (as I've stated so many times before) that you can feel so strongly that you belong together with someone, while the other person does not feel it ... the same thing for the electricity that you can sense in a room when you're both in it. So crazy. Damn! I would so much want to be the one to make him happy, make him smile that fabulous smile ... 
M calling, which didn't exactly help me when my mind was already busy. It's very interesting how nice and chatty (work-related, of course!) he always is when he calls on the phone, while he hardly even said hi this morning. He sort of got on my nerves, cause he always seems so eager to point out how good he is, how careful about work etc. Yes, it is a good quality, and I like that about him, but there is no need to brag about it, right? Well, in a way I suppose that it is a positive sign that he does get on my nerves. Probably means that there is a chance I can get over him, right? But damn, he's so cute. Still, he effects me less than he used to, which is good. But I won't say too much, as I've thought like that before, and as late as last Friday again I almost felt knocked-down by his cuteness … These things are never easy! I just hope that it won't end in that awful empty feeling that sometimes catches me … I am so sick of feeling blue!
M seemed to be in a really bad mood this morning, but luckily that did not effect me. Nor anyone else, I think, cause most people seemed to be in a good mood today. (Except perhaps that grumpy customer that hung up in my ear, but let's not care about her, she obviosly had a bad day) Actually 
then *sigh*
M's beautiful smile in the morning [and wondering if he does smile in the morning, as he does not seem to be one of those people who "rise and shine"]*)
Now that would have been interesting! Whatever. Today I kind of feel like "whatever, I don't care about him, so what that he is cute" ... let's pary the feeling will last. I so need that! 
