back from the vet!
so, first of all, my lizard is a girl, which means esteban doesn't suit her any longer, need to find a new name, probably guam...

second of all, my vet is a strange annoying proud of himself inhuman man: he knows what he does but he only sees a patient and not my little friend, besides, he managed to break her tail by holding her too close from a metal table...

so, to conclude, my little fellow had an anesthesia and both feet open to get the pus out of them (my friend called her jesus...), and i have to give her an injection every day for ten days and to clean her feet as well.

it was the "first injection" time so i prepared everything, got the lizard, had my boyfriend hold her, and did the injection (difficult but i managed).
then i put the lizard back in her home and i discovered my boyfriend was almost dead on the couch: apparently he's scared of injections !
i must admit i didn't feel like "i'm the king of the world!!!" but after that i felt courageous and amazing because i was coldblooded and aware and took good care of my girl, whereas the man of the house was all green, i had to give him a glass of water!

yeah! i have superpowers! i can bear the pain (of others). i rule!

special thanks to charlotte and anais who supported me during the vet episode!!!

well, back home after a few hard times with the kids, the end of the year is just a pain, they just think about holidays and are sure they don't need to work anymore...
i'm bringing the lizard to the vet today and i'm a bit anxious about that, i hope he won't be cold or anything, specially that he just took a bath and i prefer him dry for the trip, i'll wait till he's all dry to put him in the travelling box (a shoe box in fact, but cardbord keeps warm and let him in the dark, which prevent him being too nervous like his mistress is right now).
i've smoked a lot today and have started eating everything i found, i must admit a care too much about this little buddy!

6am is just not an hour to wake up. i should tell my boss about that...

i' m a bit scared right now, i'm going to the vet for my lizard tomorrow because he has a swollen foot, it's the first time he will leave his vivarium since i have him and i hope he will be fine...
yesterday we spent the day outside selling some old stuff in the street, it was windy and then it rained and then i went home and i got sick! yeah!
i'm still waiting for the final answer but i obviously passed my exams.
my boyfriend and i are not speaking to each other just because i didn't want to go to a third motorbike shop on saturday afternoon and he decided i was boring and it has spoiled the entire weekend, no sex, no cuddles, no restaurant or cinema... yerk.
so, to recap, my lizard is sick, i'm sick, my relationship is sick. and there's nothing on TV and nothing in the fridge.
hell!

hey!
whoever you are, you must know something, i'm fuckin' exited cause there's a thunderstorm over my head. i live on a mezzanine floor and i'm enjoying the show right now, it's raining so much i feel like a goldfish!
anyway, i like storms.

i keep going on educating the hobbits:
sometimes they look like a whole bunch of alley cats. don't they have any parents?
i always have to tell them not to call one another "bastard, fucker or virgin"...
anyway, yesterday i had a problem with a kid, the one who started the rebellion on friday and who thought he could go try it again, i had to send him away since i couldn't deal with him (couldn't stop talking: "stop looking at me, it's not me, i'm not talking, you're always punishing the same pupils, i tell you i'm not talking, stop saying it's me.....)
that was awful i couldn't stop him! what a good teacher i am... then i had the greatest idea: i phoned his mom!!!
and i win again!
the end.

well, my job sucks, i know, and one day i'll have enough money to breed mini goats and mini chinese pigs and open a pub where there will be lots of plants and lizards crawling freely on the wall and a pool in the middle full of turtles. and monkeys will cook some tapas.

here we go again!
tomorrow i'm gonna go back to school (not that i am a pupil, i am a teacher...)
i'm gonna torture the kids (i've planned a surprise test )
i'm gonna be tortured by the kids :last week i had an eraser fight, (they cut small parts of their erasers and threw them at each other when i turned my back) and a rebellion (since a lot of them were missing -bank holiday, yeah...- the other decided they wouldn't work, but i discovered who the chief was, punished him, and the others got too scared to go on, i win!)
i love my job!

we have so much bank holidays in May that i've printed my butt on the couch!
so still on the couch with beer, i don't even know why we're not working, i think it has something to do with Jesus elevating to the sky... (i'm so bad at religion, i shouldn't be allowed to get my day off).
i'll probably go to the cinema this afternoon since it's raining, so i'll print my butt somewhere else.
yesterday evening we went to the pub with Praisegod. we usually go to the same since it's the cheapest and the waiter is nice enough to save us when drunk boys start annoying us (which happens quite a lot, there must be a scientific explaination to that...). but yesterday the waiter was strange, he kept smiling at us saying we were gorgeous and he finished offering us a beer (niiiiiiice!). i'm sure he was on drug, but we don't know him enough to ask him. maybe next time...

spent the whole day with gerbil and lizard and boyfriend on the couch, eating chocolate and drinking beer, nice!

fuck!
i successfully passed my exam, everything is fine, all my concellors want to validate me, but no!!!
they annoy me anyway, want me to be inspected one more time. then i have to take private lessons with a qualified teacher and that's 30fucking euros!!!! fuck!
if i can't be an english teacher then tell me right now before i spend my money for nothing...

my life sucks...