Done at Last!

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For the last week I have been running from one end of town to the other,trying to find a person to help with my children's' scholarship forms. The online web page asks you to click on "Application Form" which then takes you to every conceivable page but the one you need.Anyways,located a guy, paid him,got the forms filled.Then starts the dirt track race across town to submit the form to the office. Riding in town is hazardous.Potholes the size of craters,narrow roads with way too much traffic, everyone is in a hurry,bikers on footpaths, one way is also used a two way,growls to the left of you,growls to the right of you.Gosh! It takes hours to travel a few kilometers. Yes! I have reached.I locate the office ,stand in the queue,reach the counter,and submit the form. "Not this Dept .We have another branch in ........You should go to that office. This is only for ........" Rush ,rush we have a dead line. My heart has lost all feeling,sitting on it for so long.It's beginning to feel sore what with all the rough roads. This is it! Locate the office,stand in that serpentine line again.I have reached the counter and submit the form. The person checks it,every thing is correct.[em]lol[/emme. The papers are given back."You should submit a photocopy..........." Can I soak my heart in hot water?