Tuesday, 5 May 2015

Eh bien, c'est une catastrophe!
The plane was an hour late, yesterday, so we had to pay the taxi man more for waiting. I felt really unwell all day (*ahem* period) and very tired, too. Then, when we got back, d'you know where we went? That place of horrors - THE DENTIST. Yep. We both got our braces tightened, plus I had a weird elastic thing stuck around each bracket, and now I'm being pretty much forced to wear elastics. I'm so fed up with braces. All I wanted them for was to straighten my teeth. I don't care if I have a very slight over bite and might have jaw-joint problems when I'm forty. No one else in my family's got them, I don't think I'm the sort of person who'd get that and, even if I did, I could flipping well sort it out then!! And I have to brush my teeth after every single meal and take out the stupid elastics every time I need to eat and change them three times a day. And right now my teeth really hurt. It's about 3.30 and do you know what I've had to eat to day, all because of my hurting teeth? - NOTHING. Two cups of tea and a glass of really liquid banana yoghurt. That's it. I'm starving hungry, and there's nothing at all for me to eat. Marvelous, huh?

Oh, and while we were away a plumber, painter and some other people were supposed to come and fix a few things and paint some walls and some floors. The result was the main catastrophe I was talking about at the beginning, since they painted a whole load of cupboards they weren't supposed to, walked in the wet floor paint and left foot prints which are going to have to be repainted, the plumber did an awful job putting a new tap and shower thing in (seriously, I could have done better than him) and - oh, the list is endless. The place was so dirty; there was dust and bits of rubble everywhere, not to mention pots of paint and - ugh. I slept on the sofa and Mum, Dad and Aili all shared a mattress on the floor. I don't know about them, but I didn't have any supper (went to sleep before them).
Well, g2g, need to finish my blasted French homework where I need to revise the conditionnels, imperatifs and indicatifs...what even is an indicatif?

2 comments:

  1. Aww, I'm sorry for you! Braces sound terrible.
    What is an indicatif? 0_o

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    1. Thanks *sigh* they are...
      An indicatif is a, er...kind of conjugation thing. I'm not too sure exactly *cough*

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