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Thursday, January 18, 2007

i no to speak english (or woman)



i woke up way too early this morning, feeling like absolute crap, and hopped the bus to the induction base. i took a bus to the area i needed to be in - turned out to be a silly thing to do, i never realized how close the place is. i walked into the building, made my way to the correct office, sat down and handed over my degree.

"i can't process this, it has to be in hebrew."
i started arguing with her, but gave up pretty quickly due to my impatience and frustration. it's an israeli certified degree, studied in israel under the army's supervision: what more do they need?!

i walked out, and made my way to pick up my new dog-tag. now that i have two i plan on wearing them in the american style :P [the things soldiers get kicks out of - now if only they weren't such ugly tags, they'd be great]

i returned to my base, taught piles a couple of things about the organization and how to manipulate it, and i spent most of my afternoon chilling while piles and some guys from our supporting crew achieved a serious breakthrough. the only productive thing i did was start on my cv, but i was interrupted by a visit from our branch commander.

after our BC's visit, my SC called me aside; turns out that the conversation during which i got shouted at the other morning was a fairly important one, and we're going to have to get hold of the guy on sunday to see what's up... buggrit, more time wasted.

i finally got through telephonically to the university during the afternoon, and i now have to get over there tomorrow morning to pick up the translations :S
why does mailing things have to take so bloody long?

i've run out of meds. as of the last hour or so i'm feeling a bit better, but most of the day was hell.

i spoke to sunshine this morning, for a short chat. songbird was around at the time, and in the afternoon we had the following argument:
i maintain that if things get to the point where both parties are aware that there's something going on, then the female should be the one to make the first move. simply because when a guy seems to be interested, and i mean interested, then it's more than reasonable to assume that he is.
girls, on the other hand, have some fairly strange ideas of how to display / not display affection, so just because a guy is confident that she's keen doesn't mean a damn thing.

the only way i can think of handling this is
"i have a stupid question to ask you: how obvious has it been that i'm completely besotted with you?"

1 comment:

  1. Please tell me what the result is for that question :)

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