Zabadany torture

Now at last..a year passed at work as system administrator !! and I was nagging my heart out for the internet connection. Finally they gave me access ..yeeey
So Zabadany torture .. since the day that my Dad bought the new house and it was a sleepless Friday and Saturday for me . I can't sleep there and it seems that in summer I had no choice . but hey . collage will be starting next month . and Fridays will be less sleepless than now anyway . it started with a messed up dinner and an episode of CSI about hit men and flesh eating cheerleaders.. and I finished reading Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince for the second time in a row , well maybe the third time will start three days later . as Grayfox always says, I have a Harry Potter obsession . I’m fascinated with this series . anyways .. the evening comes and the family talk breaks out of nowhere . tempers rise and I am not allowed to turn my back and go finish my book . grandma started her views and I couldn’t take it anymore . please let me out . I get to bed and the night seem to triple . hour after hour of staring at the dark ceiling. And catching the microbus early in the morning with a strange combination of early rising people heading to the city . God I hate this . dashing like crazy to change and go to work with a very bad temper and puffy eyes . and it starts all over again .
so you have no idea how dipressed I am and annoyed I am

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