It's official now! Ukrainian soccer team is in the quarterfinals. As I am writing this, I still cannot believe it is actually true. I sneaked out of work today just to watch them play against Switzerland... and damn was I excited. Most guys from work were watching the same game with me, but I have a suspicion they were rooting for the swiss. But hey, who cares, the only thing that matters is that we won. Even if we were tied the entire game and additional time too... But we won 3:0 in the penalty shootout. Oh, and by the way, I am totally in love with Shovkovski. He is pretty great for that pay that he gets playing for Dinamo. Too bad he is getting old now and I doubt would play in the next World Cup... I was so thrilled when they got to the second round, so imagine my state when I realized they made it to the quarterfinals.
Now, don't get me wrong, even though I love my team, I am don't have any illusions about them beating Italians, but the fact alone makes me exstatic. And I can always hope they will, I have four more days to do so. Seriously though, I lost all my optimism after they were crashed by Spain in their first-ever game in the World Cup. However, their next three games were awesome and I enjoyed every moment of it - can't say I wasn't nervious at some point, but that's what makes for a great game.
So now even guys at work are aware of who we are and, I am almost afraid to admit it, know the names of some players. I am just as hyped up for them to play against Italy as one of my coworkers was happy for Ghana to make it to the second round. I know exactly what it meant for him. Although Ghana lost after all... to Brazil.
Monday, June 26, 2006
Sunday, June 25, 2006
A much-awaited post....
So thanks to about ten AIM messages from a very good friend of mine {wink if it is you} , here I am trying to recapture the last month of my life. So please bear with me, for this post might... No wait, will be rather long.
One thing that I realized recently is that I still hate doctors. And not only because they are eager to prescribe you some unnecessary medication before they even heard why you came in to see them in the first place or totally ignore your questions thinking since you don't have an MD you know nothing about medicine. No, the best part is when they are basically doing you a favor by simply seeing you - if it ever goes that far. Seems a bit harsh? Maybe. But I am speaking from my own very recent experience that left me with no desire whatsoever to ever go there again. So here is the thing: I finally decided to take off work so I can see a few doctors on the same day therefore saving myself from pain of having to take off work consistently or wasting my lunch hour sitting in doctor's office. My last appointment was scheduled for 3p.m. but since I had some extra time I decided to show up a bit early to fill out those painfully long forms which (I noticed earlier that day) they don't even bother to read afterwards. SO by exactly 3 p.m. -- and I checked my watch-- the nurse had all papers necessary and made copies of all my insurance information. Basically, everything was done so I was sitting there reading some magazine awaiting until they call me in.... After finishing my forth article in that magazine and learning how to deal with annoying roommates and whatnot I got suspicious and checked my watch again -- 3:20. Let me remind you that the waiting room was completely empty so I do not think they were so overwhelmed with patients that they could not see me for 20 minutes. But just when I thought that, the stars were good to me and the nurse finally called me inside. oh, the much awaited moment! Not quite so... She showed me to the room and told me the doctor will be in momentarily. Fine with me. Apparently, momentarily equals 15 minutes in their language. I finally heard the door opening, but when I saw the person who came in, it was definitely not the one I was here to see (in case you don't know, when I called to make an appointment, I specifically asked to be seen by that doctor and was told it wouldn't be a problem). So the one who walked in couldn't have looked more different. Yes, you guessed correctly, it was not the one I made an appointment for. After introducing himself he informed me that my doctor was unavailable to see me right now, but that he would be happy to substitute.... Hello!!! Didn't I just say I had an appointment with someone else, and when I do that there is probably a reason I want to see a specific person. When I said no, he looked surprised (as in why do you care who you talk to anyway), and told me I had to wait for about 15 minutes until his colleague, and I quote "finishes stitching someone else up". At this point I didn't really want to hear any additional details, so I simply nodded and he walked out. Too much information here, anyone? A simple "they are busy" would suffice, thank you. And this is where my phenomenal math skills came to the rescue - 3:20 plus another 15 of waiting plus another 15 to "stitch someone up" equals 3:50 - you can check my math, I guarantee the answer will be the same. Another flashback - my appointment was at three. Well, it would have started at three if we lived in a perfect world, in reality I expected to be seen by 3:10 - 3:15 max. But 3:50? No thanks, that was a bit too much. If you also take into attention the constant the sit-tight-I-will- be-back-in-a-minute 5 minutes-long departures during the visit, I figured I would be stuck there until around 5 p.m. - once again thanks to my fabulous math teacher, it took me less than two minutes to figure it all out. And at this point I was just pissed beyond control. I figured I definitely deserve someone better who wouldn't make me wait for an hour before they show up and who would send a substitute doctor thinking I would just agree to be seen by him because ... oh, I don't know, because they are doing me such a huge favor agreeing to see me in the first place. So I just walked out. I took my chart from that box on the door and went back to the waiting room. While I walked I also reminded myself that it wasn't a nurse's fault that the doctors she works with are simply condescending bastards... Although it did take her 20 minutes to invite me to the room. So I went straight up to the nurse ( who was very surprised to see me out -- did she think it was too early?), and with "I don't have time for this" took out my personal and insurance information papers from inside a folder and handed her a folder - hey, I didn't want to take anything that didn't belong to me or that I didn't come with. At this point, her eyes were a size of a quarter..... I still find it funny when I think about it. And then I walked outside. That's it, no yelling, no throwing things, no drama. Actually, I think I even said my good byes. And I drove away.... And you know what? I haven't felt better in a long time. Not taking shit from people theory not only applies to bars, and clubs, and streets, but also to everyone else who think they are doing you a favor by dedicating their time to you (even though you pay them for it! Big money, too) - only without name calling or finger gestures...
Of course, just as I expected it, once I got home, my dad bitched at me for not staying there, saying that now I have to take another day off work to see this specialist. But you know what, I don't care... Maybe I'll go on my lunch hour after all - how bad could it be? My friends that I told this story to, totally support me....
One thing that I realized recently is that I still hate doctors. And not only because they are eager to prescribe you some unnecessary medication before they even heard why you came in to see them in the first place or totally ignore your questions thinking since you don't have an MD you know nothing about medicine. No, the best part is when they are basically doing you a favor by simply seeing you - if it ever goes that far. Seems a bit harsh? Maybe. But I am speaking from my own very recent experience that left me with no desire whatsoever to ever go there again. So here is the thing: I finally decided to take off work so I can see a few doctors on the same day therefore saving myself from pain of having to take off work consistently or wasting my lunch hour sitting in doctor's office. My last appointment was scheduled for 3p.m. but since I had some extra time I decided to show up a bit early to fill out those painfully long forms which (I noticed earlier that day) they don't even bother to read afterwards. SO by exactly 3 p.m. -- and I checked my watch-- the nurse had all papers necessary and made copies of all my insurance information. Basically, everything was done so I was sitting there reading some magazine awaiting until they call me in.... After finishing my forth article in that magazine and learning how to deal with annoying roommates and whatnot I got suspicious and checked my watch again -- 3:20. Let me remind you that the waiting room was completely empty so I do not think they were so overwhelmed with patients that they could not see me for 20 minutes. But just when I thought that, the stars were good to me and the nurse finally called me inside. oh, the much awaited moment! Not quite so... She showed me to the room and told me the doctor will be in momentarily. Fine with me. Apparently, momentarily equals 15 minutes in their language. I finally heard the door opening, but when I saw the person who came in, it was definitely not the one I was here to see (in case you don't know, when I called to make an appointment, I specifically asked to be seen by that doctor and was told it wouldn't be a problem). So the one who walked in couldn't have looked more different. Yes, you guessed correctly, it was not the one I made an appointment for. After introducing himself he informed me that my doctor was unavailable to see me right now, but that he would be happy to substitute.... Hello!!! Didn't I just say I had an appointment with someone else, and when I do that there is probably a reason I want to see a specific person. When I said no, he looked surprised (as in why do you care who you talk to anyway), and told me I had to wait for about 15 minutes until his colleague, and I quote "finishes stitching someone else up". At this point I didn't really want to hear any additional details, so I simply nodded and he walked out. Too much information here, anyone? A simple "they are busy" would suffice, thank you. And this is where my phenomenal math skills came to the rescue - 3:20 plus another 15 of waiting plus another 15 to "stitch someone up" equals 3:50 - you can check my math, I guarantee the answer will be the same. Another flashback - my appointment was at three. Well, it would have started at three if we lived in a perfect world, in reality I expected to be seen by 3:10 - 3:15 max. But 3:50? No thanks, that was a bit too much. If you also take into attention the constant the sit-tight-I-will- be-back-in-a-minute 5 minutes-long departures during the visit, I figured I would be stuck there until around 5 p.m. - once again thanks to my fabulous math teacher, it took me less than two minutes to figure it all out. And at this point I was just pissed beyond control. I figured I definitely deserve someone better who wouldn't make me wait for an hour before they show up and who would send a substitute doctor thinking I would just agree to be seen by him because ... oh, I don't know, because they are doing me such a huge favor agreeing to see me in the first place. So I just walked out. I took my chart from that box on the door and went back to the waiting room. While I walked I also reminded myself that it wasn't a nurse's fault that the doctors she works with are simply condescending bastards... Although it did take her 20 minutes to invite me to the room. So I went straight up to the nurse ( who was very surprised to see me out -- did she think it was too early?), and with "I don't have time for this" took out my personal and insurance information papers from inside a folder and handed her a folder - hey, I didn't want to take anything that didn't belong to me or that I didn't come with. At this point, her eyes were a size of a quarter..... I still find it funny when I think about it. And then I walked outside. That's it, no yelling, no throwing things, no drama. Actually, I think I even said my good byes. And I drove away.... And you know what? I haven't felt better in a long time. Not taking shit from people theory not only applies to bars, and clubs, and streets, but also to everyone else who think they are doing you a favor by dedicating their time to you (even though you pay them for it! Big money, too) - only without name calling or finger gestures...
Of course, just as I expected it, once I got home, my dad bitched at me for not staying there, saying that now I have to take another day off work to see this specialist. But you know what, I don't care... Maybe I'll go on my lunch hour after all - how bad could it be? My friends that I told this story to, totally support me....
Wednesday, June 14, 2006
I'm too cool to have a title!
Haha, now I definitely remember why I broke up with A. in the first place. Actually no, the real reason is much much simpler, but may seem way more superficial for some people, although still very very important for me. I haven't even been talking to him for 10 minutes and he already managed to annoy me to death. He started off with saying he's sorry he has been an ass and everything and that I must be mad at him. The truth is, I was simply disappointed rather than mad. I guess we wanted different things - I wanted to keep him as a friend, he wanted to keep dating me. And now it seems like he changed his mind. Therefore all I've trying to do during our conversation is to let him know that I don't really want to go out with him to... Well, pretty much anywhere. That doesn't mean though that I will not meet him for drinks, but I am just way to tired to go out tonight. Unless, of course it involves some dancing, in which case I definitely don't want him dragging along.
Hmm, still deciding if I should go out. In the meantime I found out that he colored his hair blond and got an ear ring. What's next? A gender-changing operation? Haha, now I'm curious to see how it all looks.
It's weird though ... How someone can be so attracted to a person at a certain period, and then have absolutely no feelings for them the other. Although, anyone would get turned off after just one try.
Wow, in the past 30 minutes, I got an invitation to go have some drinks, to go to DC, to go for a bike ride or to walk his dog - apparently whichever I prefer, or go have a massage tomorrow. Seems like a bit too much for me. I guess some people just don't realize that others actually work, instead of doing absolutely nothing all day and pretending they are going to school.
It was so weird at work today to hear that "the new kids are coming down this Wednesday so you have to clean out any unused desks in your areas". About time - our unused desk served a purpose of a kitchen and a storage, as well as an occasional game place. What's weird though, is that I am not a new kid anymore. And I just started here - or it seems so, although in reality it has been about three months. It's a weird feeling when I realized that now I have to actually mentor someone, and that some other people would come in to ask me questions and I won't be the only one running around. Though I still feel like I am the one who needs mentoring and not at all in shape to mentor some other kids. I wonder if I see someone from school there that I know, would be so cool. I also wish my friend came working there, that would be fun as hell. Hell of a way to spend my work days. So check this out, except for this week, which has been so extremely busy since I got a new client that I don't like already, my usual 9 am to 5pm day is as follows:
-- I get to work around 9:30, especially if I went out the previous night
-- I have my morning coffee and read some news until about 10:30, while simultaneously trying to wake up
-- I actually do some work until about noon, so my day is not entirely wasteful
-- I take my one-hour lunch at about 12 until 2pm
-- Once I come back, I do some crosswords, solve Sudoku and other puzzle and read a fresh doze of news.
-- Finally I leave around 4:45 hoping to beat the traffic.
So, as you can see, it all can be very tiring and exhausting.
Wow, at least I got something from this otherwise useless conversation just now with A. - I found out the exact name and approximate location of this new club everyone was talking about. Definitely have to get to work tomorrow and tell my co-worker about it- he was so anxious to find out where it is once he went there. Apparently, when he was there he wasn't in a state where he could actually recognize the place or location, let alone read a sign with a name of a club. Oh well, been there, done that.
Now on top of all the perks I've been offered in the past hour, I was also invited to this exclusive club, which is, apparently, extremely hard to get in to unless you have connections. I guess that was a hint that he is my connection. I feel like I am being offered a some sort of dowry just so we can meet up... Extremely annoying.. Although at this point I am almost laughing.
Well, going to go keep laughing or simply go out.....
Hmm, still deciding if I should go out. In the meantime I found out that he colored his hair blond and got an ear ring. What's next? A gender-changing operation? Haha, now I'm curious to see how it all looks.
It's weird though ... How someone can be so attracted to a person at a certain period, and then have absolutely no feelings for them the other. Although, anyone would get turned off after just one try.
Wow, in the past 30 minutes, I got an invitation to go have some drinks, to go to DC, to go for a bike ride or to walk his dog - apparently whichever I prefer, or go have a massage tomorrow. Seems like a bit too much for me. I guess some people just don't realize that others actually work, instead of doing absolutely nothing all day and pretending they are going to school.
It was so weird at work today to hear that "the new kids are coming down this Wednesday so you have to clean out any unused desks in your areas". About time - our unused desk served a purpose of a kitchen and a storage, as well as an occasional game place. What's weird though, is that I am not a new kid anymore. And I just started here - or it seems so, although in reality it has been about three months. It's a weird feeling when I realized that now I have to actually mentor someone, and that some other people would come in to ask me questions and I won't be the only one running around. Though I still feel like I am the one who needs mentoring and not at all in shape to mentor some other kids. I wonder if I see someone from school there that I know, would be so cool. I also wish my friend came working there, that would be fun as hell. Hell of a way to spend my work days. So check this out, except for this week, which has been so extremely busy since I got a new client that I don't like already, my usual 9 am to 5pm day is as follows:
-- I get to work around 9:30, especially if I went out the previous night
-- I have my morning coffee and read some news until about 10:30, while simultaneously trying to wake up
-- I actually do some work until about noon, so my day is not entirely wasteful
-- I take my one-hour lunch at about 12 until 2pm
-- Once I come back, I do some crosswords, solve Sudoku and other puzzle and read a fresh doze of news.
-- Finally I leave around 4:45 hoping to beat the traffic.
So, as you can see, it all can be very tiring and exhausting.
Wow, at least I got something from this otherwise useless conversation just now with A. - I found out the exact name and approximate location of this new club everyone was talking about. Definitely have to get to work tomorrow and tell my co-worker about it- he was so anxious to find out where it is once he went there. Apparently, when he was there he wasn't in a state where he could actually recognize the place or location, let alone read a sign with a name of a club. Oh well, been there, done that.
Now on top of all the perks I've been offered in the past hour, I was also invited to this exclusive club, which is, apparently, extremely hard to get in to unless you have connections. I guess that was a hint that he is my connection. I feel like I am being offered a some sort of dowry just so we can meet up... Extremely annoying.. Although at this point I am almost laughing.
Well, going to go keep laughing or simply go out.....
Live and Learn, plus some scattered thoughts
Never would have thought some people I knew are so inconsistent in their opinions and actions. Why in the wolrd would someone who told me, "I can either date you or not see you at all" all of the sudden offer to meet up for drinks, strictly "as friends". Whatever happened to the either ..or..? I am kind of anxious to find out though. My friend told me to go "just to see what happens". Although I kind of suspect how it would go down - been through it a few months ago. Not all that eager to do it all over again. I guess I can just pretend I never received that message - blame it on the good old Internet.
I also very much miss a good friend of mine who is currently overseas. That's why I was so excited to get a call - definitely made my hectic afternoon go by faster. And even though I am extremely happy for him that he finally went home, I have to admit that sometimes I wish it didn't happen. OK, I take it back - I wish it happened only for one week.. or a day. Anyway, as long as he doesn't get married, everyone should be able to survive this.
I also very much miss a good friend of mine who is currently overseas. That's why I was so excited to get a call - definitely made my hectic afternoon go by faster. And even though I am extremely happy for him that he finally went home, I have to admit that sometimes I wish it didn't happen. OK, I take it back - I wish it happened only for one week.. or a day. Anyway, as long as he doesn't get married, everyone should be able to survive this.
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