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>16/5/16 - I paid the bloody fine. I brought my purse full of coins and everything, only SH took pity for me and swapped it for proper notes to pay the librarian. She even smiles at me now.
Last night my brother had a leaving-dinner-and-dance-or-prom-thing, and he showed up this morning at 11, completely exhausted with red eyes and crumpled suit, crooked tie et cetera. Now I'm quite happy he's graduated and everything, and our relationship has improved loads because of this, that we can't be compared to each other any more, so I was feeling quite charitable. Since he evaded lunch complaining of a headache and slept 8 hours straight until dinnertime (now), and still has bloodshot eyes, I quite sensibly came to the conclusion that he was drunk.
A very bad time indeed to be drunk (or hungover?), as my mother will be home in a few minutes. Our kitchen does not contain any Worcestershire sauce (is it spelled that way?), and I am not very keen on giving people salmonella poisoning by way of raw eggs, no matter what Jeeves does. So being the sweet, dutiful little sister I am, I made him some disgusting sugarless green tea instead. I'm proud to say that he got up a short while ago and even requested for his phone, proving that I have succeeded in my little cure.
I've also been very lucky on Tuesday this week. I finally returned the library book I've been too cowardly to give back for two years (hell, I've even avoided the librarian all this while, clever me) - why? Because I might be in trouble for giving it back so late, I might as well return it even later. Yay procrastination! Anyway, I returned it, with much coaxing from my brave best friend, on Friday afternoon. That being the last day of school, I tactfully made myself immune to scoldings as we have a nice long holiday for the librarian to forget. But the damn fine is a ridiculous amount. It should be illegal for schools to charge kids that much money. I told her I'd pay it next year, went home and vaguely told them I'd "settle it myself" and set about looking for those seedy online forums where I can sell my old violins, or kids to tutor (doubt so).
Unfortunately, my very sharp mother said she'd head down to the library after my brother's convocation and ask the librarian herself. Fortunately, she forgot to do so, and she has (seemingly) forgotten about the whole matter of the fine.
Last night my brother had a leaving-dinner-and-dance-or-prom-thing, and he showed up this morning at 11, completely exhausted with red eyes and crumpled suit, crooked tie et cetera. Now I'm quite happy he's graduated and everything, and our relationship has improved loads because of this, that we can't be compared to each other any more, so I was feeling quite charitable. Since he evaded lunch complaining of a headache and slept 8 hours straight until dinnertime (now), and still has bloodshot eyes, I quite sensibly came to the conclusion that he was drunk.
A very bad time indeed to be drunk (or hungover?), as my mother will be home in a few minutes. Our kitchen does not contain any Worcestershire sauce (is it spelled that way?), and I am not very keen on giving people salmonella poisoning by way of raw eggs, no matter what Jeeves does. So being the sweet, dutiful little sister I am, I made him some disgusting sugarless green tea instead. I'm proud to say that he got up a short while ago and even requested for his phone, proving that I have succeeded in my little cure.
I've also been very lucky on Tuesday this week. I finally returned the library book I've been too cowardly to give back for two years (hell, I've even avoided the librarian all this while, clever me) - why? Because I might be in trouble for giving it back so late, I might as well return it even later. Yay procrastination! Anyway, I returned it, with much coaxing from my brave best friend, on Friday afternoon. That being the last day of school, I tactfully made myself immune to scoldings as we have a nice long holiday for the librarian to forget. But the damn fine is a ridiculous amount. It should be illegal for schools to charge kids that much money. I told her I'd pay it next year, went home and vaguely told them I'd "settle it myself" and set about looking for those seedy online forums where I can sell my old violins, or kids to tutor (doubt so).
Unfortunately, my very sharp mother said she'd head down to the library after my brother's convocation and ask the librarian herself. Fortunately, she forgot to do so, and she has (seemingly) forgotten about the whole matter of the fine.