long, long day

and mixed up, too. i just got back from training, so my legs feel good and the rest of me broken - one of the new kids beat the snarf outta me... i really enjoyed myself ^_^

i started off the day pretty early, went to the immigrant authority first. on the way i overhead a "religious" american threatening his wife, and when i looked in their direction i saw she had a black eye.
i really wanted to do something, or say something, but i knew that anything i said or did would only make it worse for her.
life just sucks sometimes.

turned out i didn't need to be there - so i went off to the "city officer" for some papers. i wish they'd let them use airconditioners, the place was BOILING, and it wasn't very hot outside. i'd hate to think what summer there's like.

i called the girl from friday night - i was SO nervous before calling - and the phone call was nice and easy. i don't know why i panic so much.

i went to the jerusalem bank, which turned out to be a pleasant experience... minus the fact that i have to *HOPE* that the money they're supposed to give me goes through, because i didn't have my new account number.

i went to a random bank branch, they were most unhelpful. so i returned all the way to my bank branch, where i hit "rush hour". fortunately, after waiting 20 minutes some elderly gentleman let me talk to the manager, which took all of 5 seconds.
always happens like that.

i made my way back to the base.

i tried to quit smoking. i tried to chill a bit. but the second i resolved myself, everything in our office went completely nuts. one of our systems went down, and one of them needed working on. i had to learn a completely different system while trying to find the problem with the first. and my team leader disappeared.

let's just say my stress levels were nothing to be jealous of, and by the time suppertime rolled around i was ready to kill myself, and take everyone else down with me.

supper sucked, as per usual, and waiting for the bus home did nothing to lift my spirits. due to all these things, i hit upon the ingenious idea of going to training.

and it was totally worth it.

some girl from the university recognized me, but i have no idea who she is. when she saw me, she just stared, and i stared back - for about 10 seconds things were really quite awkward. after that it was fine, and we had an enjoyable conversation about stuff^tm.

met up with the dog, took the bus to training (i managed to lose my balance, and didn't catch onto a handrail in time... most unsoldierly of me - i hit the window to gasps and guffaws), and the rest is written.

so yeah, i let out a lot of aggression, and i feel better for it.