I won’t get upset if internet is slow or doesn’t work but when you want to blog and post it, that’s what I have a problem with. For example, the dorm I live in during weekdays has a very slow internet connection and sometimes it doesn’t work at all. It suffers from mood swings. I can’t even post it on the class computer because I don’t remember the password to WordPress. I have to write this post in the Word document so I get at least my thoughts written down.
What I hate the most is waiting. I hate waiting for the mail to arrive if I’m expecting something. I also hate to wait for people. If there’s a meeting at 3 pm then you should arrive that time. When my mother met someone she knew, she always stopped talking to them and she talked a lot. I never liked to be near so I waited from far away which was irritating. It hasn’t changed since then. I tolerate it but I rather not wait for people. I also hate to wait for people to answer emails. Especially when you really need an answer as soon as possible. I understand if they’re busy but don’t make me wait for weeks.
Back to the internet connection at the dorm. Some idiot is probably downloading something from the internet, taking all the wifi range. Or the wifi is just crap. But it’s annoying to use internet at the dorm. Waiting, waiting and waiting for things to download. That’s one of the reasons why I haven’t blogged much. You never know if the connection doesn’t hold when you hit publish. The same goes with reading other blogs I follow. I can only do that when I’m home at the weekend. The internet connection at the dorm is not the only irritating thing but that’s another subject.
Sometimes things doesn’t go the way you plan it. I’ve had dreams and ideas about what I want to do for a living. But there’s always something else happening. For me thoughts and ideas have changed through the years. What I wanted to do when I was a teen, doesn’t apply anymore. For example, I wanted to move abroad but I never got that far. I 
People keep this something called bucket list. Never really understood what it is. I never plan ahead. I don’t have any special goals. I wouldn’t care less if I didn’t experience things before 30, 40 or any other age. If I had a list, my goals would be too expensive to do anyway. Other thing is not being brave enough to do them. A bucket list doesn’t need to be something that costs money. But in my bucket list they are. So what are they, you ask.
In my world 