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Today was a day of surprises. Both good and bad.

I had to go to work, despite the fact that I was feeling more or less, because my boss was on holidays (in France) and needed someone “trustworthy” to be at the office receiving calls and visits. First surprise, nothing. I mean, no calls in the whole morning, no visits. So it was kind of boring. It was cold and I was lonely there from 8 o’clock to 13.30. Anyway.

My parents picked me up at work, because they had to go to Vigo to do some shopping. And they took me to my grandmas as usually, because I often have lunch over there. We were supposed to leave for the Vasque country afterwords. The thing is that when I arrived my grandpa and my aunt were fighting and arguing really loud (shouting) about something really stupid (some random guy’s job) and I asked them to stop fighting about those stupid things. They kept shouting and I said that I was supposed to eat in a quiet environment because my stomach is troubled and nerves harm it, and i’m in treatment. I guess my aunt did not like that I intervened and she told me -shouting- that I was just being stupid or something like that. I did not get into the argument, but took my things to leave to have lunch at my house, but my grandma begged me to stay. I did. My aunt did not talk for the rest of the evening, and then I came back home. And we are still here. I mean, we were suppose to leave around 16.00 but she did not call. I did not either, because I do not think I did anything bad. I do not if I ever mention it but my family members love conflicts. Yeah strange thing. They are always arguing about irrelevant issues and I just cannot stand it, so sometimes cohabitating its really hard. Like, I avoid arguing all the time, and they are always seeking it, so… of course its difficult.

On the other hand, when I arrived home I saw a package in the kitchen from one of my best friends, who lives in California. She’s sent me tons of stuff: measurement cups, a really nice wallet, LÄRABARS, American deodorant – yeah I know you think its weird but in Spain they do not smell that beautifully- and body lotion from bath and body works. Ah! and Doraemon socks. I almost cry when I got it. I miss her terrible, and I love the fact that although we have been living apart for years we can still keep in touch and care for each other.

And well, while I am waiting for the cancellation of the trip being definitive I keep translating papers for my applications. I would like to go spend the night at my other grandmother’s house, in the little rural town, where they are really pacific and always avoiding fights and misunderstandings.

Do not get me wrong. I love my family, and all of them are extremely important for me. It is just…

 

 

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About casinoviembre

Soñadora aficionada. Licenciada en traducción e interpretación (inglés, chino) Licenciada en estudios de Asia Oriental (China) Apasionada por todo lo que me rodea. Cine, Asia, Literatura, Idiomas, Salud, Ecología, Actualidad, Gente

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  1. Doraemon socks!!!!! Please, post a picture of these socks!!! What is more, I think all this stuff deserves an entry^^. What I am most intereseted in is the American deodorant…I mean, in my gym bag I have The Body Shop’s, while for daily use I have Occitane’s which looks like marble and it is made of “alumbre”(in Spanish). How is that American one? BTW, two days ago I bought fresh milk in a fair, and I will try from now on to buy only fresh milk!!!

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