Sunday, February 26, 2006

Sunday...or is it "Stressday"?

Ugh, i'm sick and tired of always being sick and tired!! (over quoted) i've been having like a sore throat and headaches for a few days but yesterday and today i've tottally felt like crap. crappy crap. crap is such a fun word. crapitty crap, crap crap. yesterday, saturday, i was in Narva for a Salvation Army thing. they call it english "days before the word" but i don't think that name makes any sense. what the heck does that mean anyway? i prefer it in Estonian, "Sõnapäev", or "the day of the word" or "word day" if you want to translate directly. but anyway so we were at this big thing and after two and a half hours in the car sitting next to Andrei (always a *sarcastic* pleasure) we finally got to Narva, found the school we had taken over for the event thingy, and unloaded our people and stuff. we brought a whole van load of people from tartu, Karl-Gustav, Andrei(boys), Liis and Maret(girls) as our youth type people, and two older women, named Ülle and Taisi, as our friends from the homeless shelter, and then there was me, my dad and sister to round it all off. my mom and brother stayed home because my brother is also sick. so we had a nice day praying, singing, looking up stuff in our bibles and all that fun stuff. but by the end of that my already sore throat sounded horrible, i could barely talk! and i was so upset because it was right in the middle of that song "he has made me glad" that my voice just died, and i love that song!! but that's not all that happened, because i am the ever convenient teenage guy standing around i was being constantly put to work. "Chris, can you move this table there?" "Chris, can you carry these five heavy bags of food from the van into the building and then back again?" "Chris, can you..." "NO!!" so somewhere in the middle of all that i hurt my knee, which has been sore since the summer anyway, so now that's two things i can complain about. but then on the wonderful trip back it was dark, horribly dark, and therefore we could not play the games that had helped us survive the first trip up. (magnetic chess and mini travel connect-four) so i was stuck with Andrei next to me saying "is this tartu?" "no" i would reply "we haven't even started the car yet!" and Liis in front of me ordering me around saying "TALK!! i need you to talk so i don't fall asleep, and i can't fall asleep because i won't get my homework done tonight if i do!!" and so of course that hurt my already very sore throat even more, because two straight hours talking non-stop hurts!! and i found out this morning that it was all for nothing because she DIDN'T DO HER HOMEWORK!!! and then to my great anoyance one of the boys (no need to be specific) was saying that he thought he had fallen in love with one of the Narva girls. "you met her four hours ago" said i, "i know but i really, really like her" to which i replied, simply, "you met her four hours ago, shut up"

so then after that wonderful trip and a six pack of sucret/lozenge thingys, plus some headache medicine (alwasy important after a long car trip with teens who won't shut up) i knocked out myself and slept like a very human looking log, only to wake up with my throat feeling like i had swallowed some needles. i stumbled out of bed, turned on the light, gasped as i was blinded, and immediately smashed my light switch off as i collapsed back on my bed. and then i slept for another hour. got up again and this time did not turn on the light, went upstairs and saw that the only person awake was my dad, looked to see if we had milk for cereal (we didn't) and then stumbled back dowstairs to bed declaring "i'll be back!!". and i was, 45 minutes later. it was now 9:45 and for the first time in forever i had bright sunlight shining into my room past the pile of snow. now that i couldn't ignore, i boldly stomped up the stairs, expecting that either someone interesting would be awake or someone had brought thier pet cow and was going to give me milk for my cereal. neither happened, Maret was now awake as well as my dad so i slumped down in a chair and tried to way the chances of whether or not they had a cow in thier back pockets. sadly no cow was forthcoming and therefore i just decided to get myself some yugurt instead, it's like i always say "if worst comes to worst, there's always yogurt!!" ("have you ever heard him say that? i haven't" "neither have i, i think he's just crazy" "agreed") so after some yogurt and staring grumpily around for a while other people started to wake up, and then after even more of a while they all ran off to go to church at kolgata, while i stretched out on the couch and considering going to sleep again. then off course my parents had to interfere by reminding me that our church service was starting in three hours and the house had to be clean and the meeting room set up with chairs and stuff. so as i worked Liis showed up, and sat on the couch and watched us, and believe it or not she was actually slightly compassionate about the fact that because of my sore throat i sounded like i was roughly 138, her and Maret are the only ones who care about me, so sad. so anyway after we had finished cleaning i played a nice game of chess against Liis, nice because i kicked her butt, and then we played some horrible games of connect-four, horrible because she's really good at connect-four somehow and kicked my butt, over, and over, and over, and so on.

then after a while of that everyone sort of came all at once, mostly, and sat around, played some more chess and connect-four, ate noddles and hung out, until three when we started church and had a really good meeting because we had three boys there (Sergei who prefers to be call "Serka", Kuido, and a boy i think is called something like "õss", i'n not sure his real name) who, despite the fact that they disrupted everything, did hear what we said in church (i hope) and asked some good questions. so that all went well, mostly, but now it's 10:50 at night and i'm dead. my knee still hurts, my throat feels like i ate sandpaper, and i'm about to collapse of exuastion, but that's the way i like things, this is Chris, signing off!




wait a minute, that sounds really wierd, lets change it to "ok, i wrote the stupid thing now go away" or something like that. ;-) Cya everyone!!

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

just to let you know: the third guys name is Maidu and he prefers to be called Konda...and thank you for saying that i care , cause i do...hope you'll get better soon!