"tecnical reasons"?!

Have you ever had a day when everything goes against you? when nothing you plan works? when you know that you aren't late for a bus and when u come it's gone? have you had a feeling that it's just not your day??? but at the same time you weren't upset, but intertained by the fact that nothing works and everything around is working agains you but to make you smile on what you didn't succeded at? :)
well, I just had that day yesterday... Funny that it happen to be combined with my visitors arrival whom I still call my norwegian host-family :) one of the nicest days I planned to wake up and do all the things I had to finishe last week, so first of all, I managed to oversleep :( when I really woke up it was too late to finish my first planned task.. I was a little bit angry at myself, but I couldn't even picture what was expecting me later.. the day wasn't that pleasant either: hot > grey> stormy > thunderstorm > heavy rain > sunny > hot > hot > cold.... nice day isn't it, "how can I even want to go out today?" I though... later, I managed to force myself and do another exploit: and what u think? nothing! my second and then later third tries ended up failure - for some unknown resons they were ALL saying the same thing : "we don't work today for a tecnical reasons"... grrrrrrrrrrrrr!!!! I gave up for acouple of hours and went to my work to make a "welcome" sign for my guests... I made the sign, I took underground to get ti the airport and I went out on the last station to take the bus... and here I got to laugh for a bit :) Usually on the last stations they ask every body to leave the train, so what I and most of other ppl did, and while I was walking back to "above the ground" I got to observe a vert funny picture: (I'll do my best to make it funny) one of the obviously russian guys (I say obviously, coz he was very drunk and not under control) wanted to get out like every body else did, but suddenly the doors have closed and he couldn't realise what is going on for a long time.... I was starting at his lost face and thinking how much fun it would be to get somewhere , where only drivers get... I also thought to run to the first vagon and tell the driver to open the doors and let poor very lost guy out, but I didn't do it for some reasons... so I was following him untill the train dissapear in the darkness... well, I won't hide, but I was drawing all kind of possible ways for him to get out of there and it made me to forget that I was going the wrong way... so right before I wanted to leave the metro and see the light, I realize:" I'm supposed to be on the other side, so in order not to cross some amount of roads up there, I decided to come back and walk through the station again, but on the other side... and what do you think made me laugh so hard when I got down? I saw that poor guy again :D the same lost and very drunk face and he dafinetly wasn't sure where he was and how he got back... (I'll explain here a bit: the train went around and came back in order to take ppl back to the center of the city, so the guy just had a longer drive around and got back safely)... I was honestly laughing with my hands covering the face, but I can't even describe the expression on that guy's face whose short peace of life I was trying to recall :)
For some reasons I remembered a short phrais that came out just like any other stupid thoughts use to come up to our hands: "God takes care of kids and alcoholics" :) - ALL TRUE! believe me ;)

well-well-well, this five minuts that took me to cross the station made a big change in what I was doing later: I did miss Ingrid with her family! and it costed me just 10 minutes of extra waiting... but I didn't give up coz I promissed to get them and to guide everywhere... I know what it's like to be in the city where no one undestands you and where everything is "french" (sorry Elo :P ) ... acutally, I shouldn't have worried about them coming to the hotel - they managed perfectly without me... in general, the whole staying in a foreign city like Moscow didn't scare them away so far and I realized that I'm not in such a bit need for them, especially when they are all family who wants to speak norwegian and not to think about ppl around like me :$ I did succede in showing them a bit of the center in the very first day and it really was a very long day...

I think, I shouldn't write so much, coz otherwise I'm becoming boring ...
Just briefly: summer is hot for me and not as much relaxing as I would love it to be, but well, I'm happy that I have a chance to go to St Petersburg :D soon...

love and peace

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I haven't been writing for a while... I guess I'm too busy or too nervious about the visit of my norwegian host-family... I still don't know when they are comingo on Monday... yeah, it's not easy...
well, I just wanted to post smth and mention that I'm boling in this deadly hot Moscow :S most probably I should come home every winter and not summer, I prefer to freeze than to die from heat attack...
hmm... I bet I'll have lots of stories to tell after I come back from St Peresburg where I'm hopefully going to meet Lena and my old friends... and just too see my fauvorite city...
for now I don't have anything else to add, just hope everyone is doing great and having a blast this summer ;)
peace and love

WORK, WORK AND WORK!

oh, it's not easy to be working 6 days a week... I'm there now, among tons of different smart books, different in size, different inside and outside, for all kinds of smart ppl... but it's too much for such a person like me, who discovered that reading can be fun only this summer, and who loves book, but only if they have pictures inside :P yeap, so now I realize that I need to grow up and read smart books, but the first look at those gigants scares me :S... thanks god, they've got internet in here, otherwise I would immideatly fall asleep right here, on this table... Saturday is a boring day, only young ppl and thiefs come today and use our naivete, coz it's only me and my mam here, instead of 4 ppl who mast work here... but it's also a very quite day, meaning that I can either chat to my mam (she refuses giving me any kinds of work) or read a beautiful book of a french writer Georg Sand...
oops, I guess, I need to get back to my responsibilities :P
well, I'll be back some time soon ;)
peace!