Snapshot of my experiences

A celebration I‘ve had

Interesting books I‘ve read

Rūta Sagadinaitė 8c

2003.11.12 – 2003.11.26

My grandmother birthdayThis year was my grandmother seventieth birthday. To this birthday come my grandfather sister with husband, my grandmother brothers, my aunt, my mother and father, my cousin and other my grandmother kith and kin. Luckily I was at hospital when theirs celebrate my grandmother birthday. I send message to my aunt mobile phone with greetings to my grandmother. My grandmother was happy. I was happy to, because I think it was boring and I wasn’t be there.

My mother birthdayThis year was my mother thirty seventh birthday. To this birthday come my brother and my father. I was there to. I ready for my mother surprise. In the bedroom I put a flower and card on her pillow and throw much roseleaf like a carpet extended to the bed. My father buys for mother vitamins for strong nails, pretty hairs and clean skin. Then mother come home after work she is surprised. That evening we have a party. We were listening to music and dancing. It was fun night.

My father birthdayThis year was my father thirty third birthday. To this birthday come my brother and my mother. I was there to. I ready for my father surprise. I made big notice with note “Happy birthday“, and hang it on the wall in the bedroom. My mother buys for father perfume for men. My father was excited. He wasn’t expecting birthday surprise.

My brother birthdayThis year was my brother fifteenth birthday. To this birthday come Gytis, Jurgita, Martynas and other my brother friends. I was there to. It’s was fun and good… I’ve never forget it.

My birthdayThis year was my thirteenth birthday. Then I come home after school I find big cake and a lot of flowers. It was good surprise for me. I call my best friends to my birthday. They come with presents and flowers. I love birthdays. Unhappily birthday was once time per year.

I’ve read much interesting books. I like romance. My favorite book is “Time for bed”. It’s a novel about sleep, sex and skewed clocks. This book author is David Baddiel. David Baddiel is a writer and comedian. He formed The Mary Whitehouse Experience in 1991, which ran for four series on BBC radio and two on BBC TV. In 1993, he partnered Rob Newman in BBC series Newman and Baddiel In Pieces. Since then, he has been one half of Fantasy Football League. TIME FOR BED is his first novel. Time For Bed is the quintessential slacker novel, this time for Brits, about a self-centred, luckless, insomniac guy who would rather collect pogey than work. But there’s so much more. Gabriel Jacoby’s mother is obsessed with collecting Hindenburg memorabilia and worries her son is gay because he doesn’t have a girlfriend. His father swears constantly and can’t open his mouth without yelling colorful insults at his wife — “WILL YOU F—— SHUT UP, YOU STUPID CHATTERING WANKBAG!” His cat Jezebel is a vile little monster who bites Gabe’s ankles and drags home pond scum and frogs. His roommate is a soccer-crazy moron who leaves his cigarette butts in the plants and his toenail clippings in drinking glasses and eventually goes bonkers. Oh, and Gabe is in love with his brother’s wife. For all the chaos and trouble and Jewish angst that pervade his life, Gabe is surprisingly upbeat. He doesn’t whine or mope. He just seems to accept that it’s his lot in life to be a loser. Then he finds out his brother’s wife has a sister, and falls in love with her. Well, he settles for falling in love with the less-beautiful and smaller-breasted sister. A big part of Time For Bed’s appeal is its in-your-face frankness, even if it’s often vulgar. The characters are refreshingly real — and then some. They swear, they lie, they masturbate, they say the wrong thing at the wrong time, they act like jerks. Just like people we know.

Baddiel has a talent for turning the most mundane situations into masterpieces of silliness. When Gabe visits his grandmother at the Liv Dashem retirement home, they have to escape from the Frindel sisters, 93-year-old paranoid twins who think they’re being held prisoner (“They don’t tell us when our friends have telephoned. They won’t let us use our own toilet!! They won’t do Lotte’s laundry!!”). The ensuing slow-motion chase down the hallway as the Frindel sisters try to stop Gabe and his Mutti from abandoning them is a wonderful bit of absurdity: “The William Tell Overture plays in my head; it’s all I can do not to turn around and stand waiting for her, and then, when she gets within an inch of me, run off again, holding Mutti above my head, waving. Two and a half minutes later and we’re just about round the corner. Lydia has gained no ground on us, but I have a terrible feeling as I look back towards their door that I can see the first spoke of Lotte’s wheelchair. It’s like some terrible 4 by 400 metres.” Yeah, it’s definitely silly. But we need a lot more of that.