The Art of Running with Hannes. Nicht cool.

Today, I learnt a new word. Scheiße. And this is a story of how it entered my vocabulary.

In the morning, Hannes told me that we were going to have to rush for our bus back home. Y'see, school ends at 1 in the afternoon on Fridays and the bus is at 1:06 on the dot. And yesterday, I counted the steps from the school to the bus stop and I ended at 909. So we walked 909 steps in 20 minutes or so. Alright, yeah? 

Heh. So here's the thing. Today, we ran 909 steps in 4 minutes. Sure it's okay for Hannes. He's got a metre-long legs. But I'm an Asian. Asians are pint sized!! On top of that, he was yelling at me to hurry up and move faster. As we were nearing the station, the bus was already getting ready to move out. So now, here I am, short of breath and this fella is shouting at me to run another 1 kilometre to the next bus stand. He even grabbed my text books to get me to move more swiftly. Then I half waddled, half scurried to him. And in my head, I was thinking scheiße. SCHEIßE!! To the damnations of hell!

Though I felt awful then, I think it's absolutely hilarious now. We were beat by the time we got to our seats. And guess what? Hannes said he does this every Friday. I was like this crazy shit is going to get me killed! So I've decided to take up the Orchestral lessons after school hours on Friday. That way, I won't have to huff and puff like a dying kangaroo to get home. Which means I'll be coming home alone on Fridays. A teensy weensy sacrifice. Cos these are my options. 

A) Walk to the bus stand alone with the possibility of getting lost.

B) Run to the bus stand with Hannes with the possibility of falling flat on my face, which I 
very inconveniently, have a tendency of doing.

My brain could be half asleep and I would still be able to choose A over B. That's how wacky it was to run for the bus. And Hannes didn't even indulge me in the thought of waiting for the next bus. Ah, Hannes... Mad as a March Hare. 

When we got off the bus, we bade each other Scheiße, and I walked another kilometre to my home. But it was awesome to be home as I had this waiting for me.

My lunch: Omelette with bacon and potatoes, last night's cucumber salad, carrots with lemon, cola and a lolly.

All in all, it was an interesting day. And most exhausting! Luckily the weekend is here. Now, it's family time!! Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee :)