Saturday hell

I mentioned yesterday that my Saturday was out of the ordinary. I was at the crack of dawn, since I had a lot to do. First I had to post a polish for a swap, and the visit to the post office early in the morning was a total bitch-fest. I have no idea why, but every time I need something at the post office, the workers (all women) go out of their way to be as unhelpful as possible. This time was no exceptions; in short, they refused to mail the package, citing that the mail does not ship any liquids. No liquids, my ass. I'm not even going to mention that I have sent polishes before, received perfume by post last month, or that there's no 'no liquids' info on the national post web site. The best part - when my dad went to post the same package, not only did he not encounter any problems, but he was not even asked what was in it. [In my family we lovingly refer to this whole situation as class hatred]

Anyway, after that I actually had to go to the university. A few weeks back my university together with the British Council announced an English language competition. Well, I like English well enough, and answered the preliminary test just for fun. Lo and behold, I made it to the final. That's where the catch lies; each person had to make a speech on a specific topic and I don't enjoy public speaking, I get really nervous and my vocabulary goes down the drain.
Yesterday was no exception, plus I had to go first. Oh dear! When I finished and took my seat I nearly burst into tears, that's how bad I thought it went. Many speeches later I didn't feel as bad, but still was ashamed at my attempt at public speaking.
Apparently the judges looked at other factors other than nervousness, so when they announced the results I won!! Call me totally gobsmacked! I won a whole bag of British Council goodies and a Kindle. I love the Kindle!

This brings the number of Kindls we have to three, one for each family member. I love them!! They are so handy and we all love reading.

Also I don't believe that I shared what my parents gave me for my birthday last month - lots of polishes. A lot of them are my mum's taste, like pale ones and pinks, but she also picked out some more unusual shades. I usually pass by all the copper and brown shades, so I was surprised that I really like how Suzi Loves Cowboys looks on me.