April 1st 2001

Today was a pretty nice day. I had set my alarm clock to 10am so that I still had time to tidy up the apartment before my brother came home. It didn't take me as long as I thought it would, and I still had time to take a bath, wash my hair and finish a review before we met with my grandma for lunch at 12.30pm. I was extremely happy with me being me today, I felt good in the clothes I was wearing and about the way my hair looked. It's not a catastrophe when it doesn't look 'perfect', but it pleases me immensely when it does look the way it is supposed to be. My grandma was already waiting in front of the restaurant when we arrived. She was in a good mood, and we always had something to talk about without having to think hard. Once the conversation was going, it kept going.

We were back home not long after 2pm. I spent most of the afternoon watching TV since my brother was online because of a clan war with another Counter Strike clan. Later, I finished the review I'd started in the morning, made some changes on Silver Reviews, closed the submission form, updated some things on Immortal. I have been having some ideas, some single phrases in my head that make me want to write again. I hope that will work out, I miss it to write. I can't force myself to writing only because I feel like it, it has to come from itself. I hope it will soon.

My parents will come back from their vacation tomorrow. I'm curious to hear about it. My mom and I have been exchanging sms since Monday, but that's not the same. Also, I hope to visit my grandma (the other one) in the hospital tomorrow or on Tuesday. I'm really looking forward to seeing her, I need to see her alive, and I need to see her smile. I miss her a lot, the way she always speaks her mind, her jokes, the way she smiles and laughs. It's not the same when she doesn't visit us every Friday. So until she can do that again, it will be us to visit her. She needs us now, and I want to be there. I was so scarred of her surgery, and when I called her yesterday in the hospital, when I asked her how she was doing, and she answered with 'I'm wonderful', as she always does, I had tears in my eyes and felt so happy.

I might have an Economy test tomorrow, eventually a Chemistry test too. Chemistry is not important at all, but I think I should study a bit for Economy. I don't really feel like it, but who likes studying. I think we'll get the results of our History test tomorrow. I'm curious about it. I want to know how I did in that interpretation of the text.
By the way, my interpretation of a chapter of the Little Prince that we had to do in our French exam was excellent, as my teacher said. I knew I had some pretty good aspects and explanations, but I didn't think I could express them with my French, with my incredible lack of extensive vocabulary. We will get the results on Tuesday. Since I totally screwed up the translation French/German, my result may not be that good. But we'll see.

Tobias emailed me earlier asking me for help for his English report. Such things piss me off, yesterday he sent me a quite unfriendly email that he wouldn't make it, 35 minuets before we were going to meet, which I was very mad about. And today, he sends me an email with a 'luv ya' in the end, and asking for help? What's up with that? DO I look like if you could treat me like shit the one moment, and get help from me without an excuse the next? If Tobias really thinks so, he's one poor guy and will be quite disappointed. I'm not his jerk who runs to help him whenever he needs help, or when he thinks that I am good enough. Men.

I want the sun to shine tomorrow, I want a day with a sun that warms my skin. I want to smell fresh cut grass or the ocean. I want to get out of here for a moment. I think I already hear the plane to LA on Saturday..

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