My 9.00 lesson was cancelled this morning so I hung around town, then went over to the old flat, where Ivana had invited me over to cook curry for a few friends. It was meant to be lunch, but delays being what they are ended up as dinner, and was alright. A quiet day, then home, changed into civilian clothes and back into the centre.
Another month ends and I find myself getting up at 7, or earlier, wearing a suit, living in a proper house and only drinking on weekends. It really does beat not having anywhere to stay… and hopefully I will soon be making enough money to actually buy stuff. In the meantime, I’m keeping my head down and waiting for the weekend.
Oh yeah, here it is.