I guess the Olympics have been pretty cool this year. I mean, apart from them being in China and the Chinese cheating at everything under the sun. I haven't so much been cheering for the United States as I have against China (and some other countries that shall remain nameless...) I'm kinda glad they're going to be over tomorrow. I've been feeling obligated to stay up and watch them until the wee hours of the morning. Plus with college and my new job starting next week, I know I'm going to be too tired to stay up much.
Because I work during the day, I have to go to college in the evening. I am glad to be working full time (that means more moolah), but I sure am going to be tired as my night classes are four days a week and end at 9:30. I am excited, however, to be taking an Art History class. Although, I am slightly disappointed that I'm probably going to have to drop my English class (otherwise I'd be taking 17 units...). I have to complete two Child Development classes before I can get a ($.25) raise at work. I don't especially mind, considering that I still plan to be an English teacher. Then, of course, I'm taking French. I do love French. I would be taking German as well, but stupid school doesn't offer German 2 in the fall semester. What the heck? I am pretty excited to get off my lazy butt, though.
Another thing that's stressing me out is that I'm desperately trying to lose weight. I am fat, and apart from my disgusting appearance, I also found out that I have high blood pressure for someone my age. I am doing well, I've lost a few pounds already, but I have a long way to go. My parents fully support me, but I think they are paranoid that I'm going to become anorexic. That sounds stupid if you look at the way I look and the way I used to eat, but I don't think that's going to happen. I am just trying to be very careful of what I eat.
More later, I guess.
- Music:The Jonas Brothers (don't hate!)
On a more entetaining note, I just finished watching Hot Fuzz. That movie is so awesome. I love them. <3
Wow, I'm actually updating for once.
I've been telling my mom that I want a certain kind of dress to wear to graduation (which by the way seems like a forever away). I was on their website today, and I realized that their biggest size is a ten. And because it's a designer, it's even smaller than a normal ten. I have to get my waist down to 29 inches. That means I have to drop about ten inches off my waist before june. That is so not going to happen, which sucks, because the dresses are really pretty. I do need another presentable dress, since I've also been invited to two weddings in May. (They're a week apart.) But seriously, that's not fair! Why do people have to make clothes so small? Why do they think that just because I'm fat I either like to wear ugly bags, or have a lot of money to buy cool clothes? I guess the only real option is to lose weight. Everytime I've tried before, I didn't really get anywhere. And after gaining as much weight as I did last year, my self esteem is pretty low. But I'm really determined to do it this time. Watch out world, because I'm on my way to awesome. The only thing I'm worried about is that mass of hanging weird skin that people that lose a lot of weight have. I'm really scared of getting that, but of course, I don't know how much those people lost; the probably lost more than I will be able to. I'm really pumped to do this. I'm not even going to have a bagel for breakfast tomorrow.
In different news (*DOCTOR WHO and TORCHWOOD SPOILERS*), I've officially decided that my mortal enemy is Russel T. Davies.
I think that he either needs to be exterminated or deleted. I mean, look at Exit Wounds! That just wasn't necessary. I mean, I guess I understand about Owen dying again, but Tosh?! Seriously Davies, what are you playing at? It's bad enough that there are always really obvious advertisments for his Gay/Atheist Agendas (to the point where it's really ridiculous). He is terrible! At least I feel better for liking Captain John, seeing as he's a good guy now and won't hurt anymore of the Torchwood crew. And Gray was such a judgemental bastard! I would have forgiven Jack, he was only ten, and it really wasn't his fault! The new episode of Doctor Who was a bit better, seeing as that is a "children's show". And the Adipose babies were really cute. And there was the Doctor, of course, so that pwns by default. And I do like Donna. But, seriously, WTF at Rose. Then she pulled a random Tinkerbell!Jeebus!Doctor, and dissappeared into the distance.
Consider gigglesnortt closed.
Well, everything's been okay since I came back. I'm still adjusting to a few things, but I'm doing alright. I just figured that I should actually update my journal.
I hung out with Alysha a couple of times, but I haven't done much else. I've mainly been at home, just kicking back and relaxing. I still haven't completely unpacked. :( But I ust don't feel like unpacking. And the air here is killing me! I've been coughing all the time, and it's really starting to get annoying. But whatever, I guess that I just have to get over it.
So woot, an update, I guess that I'm off now.
:)
It´s July.
Wtf.
BTW: I had the best birthday party ever.
Tampons with applicators.
Seriously. Everytime you have to wash your hands before and after, and then I still sometimes feel that that isn´t enough.
But, on a completely different note, I have this week, found out that I really like the drink Martini. I had it when I went out with Mariska and her friend last Saturday night. We went out at 9, and I got back just before three!
I went to Germany! We went to the Kik, and I bought the cheapest pair of pants I've ever seen in Europe: 24,99 euros. Yay! And I had curry worst and fries for lunch. And then we went to the German Costco. Except it was better than the costco and it was bigger. And I bought cookies that are just like Jaffa Cakes.
I think I rode my bike like 25 kilometers that day. My butt hurt a bit from my seat.
Yay.
I can't even begin to explain how great it was.
We stood in the "pit", and we were all the way in the front. I was hanging over the barrier. And at one point he was sitting at the "bar" on stage, and that was like four meters away. I nearly died.
So we went directly after school, that being about 2:15. We drove and we drove, hit traffic, and drove, and we arrived at the hotel (we stayed over night) at about 6:20. Forty minutes before the gates opened. We got settled, and then walked about five minutes to the PSV Eindhoven (football team) Stadium. We bout drink coins, and went inside. I bout a really awesome men's shirt (a size too big :( ), modeled after the one that Guus wore during the concert last year. We got our places (ALL THE WAY IN THE FRONT!!), and we got something to eat and drink. Yum.
Then there was a DJ before the concert started, but we mainly talked and I waited in anticipation.
Then the opening act started, and they sang a bunch of songs that everyone knew except for me. Sometimes I wish I was Dutch so I would know all the songs. After them, they played a video of an out of shape Guus training so he could run from his home in Tilburg to Eindhoven. And every time he got better, his beard got longer. Then he sat next to a man on the bench and said (in Dutch) "Life is like a box of chocolates, you never know what you're going to get." The man next to him said "Life is like picking your nose, you have to get everything out of it that you can." I nearly died.
And then he appeared. He began to sing his newest single "Tranen Gelachen". It was so awesome. He sang so many songs, I don't even remember all of them. And everybody was singing and dancing it was so great. And he was right in front of us. And he was singing. The atmosphere was just indescribable.
And at the end they sang the thank you song:
Guusie Guusie Gussie bedankt!
And I sang it too!
And we took pictures!! I can't wait to see them! But we can't look at them yet because Annika has then card reader and she's doing fieldwork in the south of France now.
But ohemgee it was so awesome! I'm off to make myself a Guus Meeuwis icon. I just have to wait until I get home. Only lunch and one hour to go...
*squees the loudest squee EVER!*
I finally took my watch to get a new battery. It stopped working in November.
And I'm trying a new diet. Dina's co-worker lost more than 6 pounds in one week. :O But, we'll just have to wait and see.
Tomorrow night I'm going to party!
And he sent out an email saying that a part of one of the free ways is closed the days of the concert. HOW SWEET. YAY! *squees* *dies* *lives* *runs away*
It's really hard to explain exactly how excited I am, but I'm just really excited. And I want to buy a t-shirt. And cherish it forever. Yay.
But I still need to get through the week first. I have Physics and Chemistry tests tomorrow. And next week and the week after are finals.
And then the guy on the tv said that F1 Canada started at 7pm. I thought he meant the commentary started at 7 so I started watching at eight thirty. I was there just in time for Robert´s crash. And I still have no idea what happened to Jenson or Scott. :(
Buuuuuut, I´m really proud of myself. I actually used the bathroom in the woods. And let me tell you that cold damp leaves really feel good ´round the privates.
And on another note, I did go shopping recently. I bought a couple of tops, some underwear, and a bag. And a couple of pairs of earrings to go with one of my new tops. It's satin-y.
I actually had something of value to tell, but I don't really remember what it was. And now that's going to bug the hell out of me until I remember.
I don't feel like going too in depth, I mean, it was just dancing around in a big mass of foam, that sometimes came up past my chin.
It was music and it was dancing and it was drinking. Not too much, though. A few beers and a coke. And a toasted sandwich. With mayo. Yummy!
It was really busy, and the foam made us soaking wet. It was gross. And of course, I had to wear my Converse. They were soaking wet in about five minutes.
I also found out that the only guys in the whole establishment that were attracted to me were drunk and old. And really ugly. These guys looked old enough to be my father. Barely.
So, we got home at about 4:45 in the morning. I took a shower (I smelled really gross; like beer, sweat, sigarettes and foam; plus my hair was really gross and completely wet from all the foam.
So yeah. Woot. That was all. :)
And I went to see Prates of Carri-whatever. You guys know that I'm not crazy about those movies like a lot of girls, but I did think that this was the best of the three. And not just because Orlando Bloom can make an appearence only once in ten years. Although that is a nice proposal. We got home at like midnight. That was cool.
In other words, this weekend was the Drentse Wandlevierdaagse. Four days of walking. We had thursday and friday off, because it was some holiday of which I don't know the English counterpart. Ten kilometers every day. Oh my gosh. That was kind of hard. By the end of the second day I had pulled a muscle in the back of my right knee, and that was not at all nice.
And this weekend, on Sunday night (we have monday off) there is a 'schuim party' at the disco Skopje. It says:
2500 m2 schuim, schuim en nog eens schuim!
2500 cubic meters of foam. Oh my god. That sounds awesome! We'll probably be really gross afterwards from all the foam, but it sounds like too much fun to pass up. So, that'll be another late night/ early morning. We're taking the Skopje bus this time, and it'll take us back to the train station. We should get there at six in the morning, but I think it's probable that the bus will be late. I can't wait.
And the Moo Mobile if fixed! Dina's uncle, Harm, fixed it for me. He's a farmer. He has bunnies. And a fake leg from where he accidentely shot himself in the back of the knee. He also has the kind of tools the Moo Mobile needed on his farm. AWESOME.
So. I don't really think that I have anything else to say. I guess that I'm becoming pretty boring. Whatever.
But that means that I might buy myself a motor scooter! So I can get around by myself. I've been thinking a lot about it, and it sounds really great, and I've found a couple I like...we'll just have to wait and see.
Anyway, everything's good here.
There is a Drenthe walk about thing, and I'll be walking. 40 kilometers in 4 days. That's about 25 kilometers.
I'm starting to plan for all the tests I'm going to be having. There's one day that I'm going to have a Dutch test, and a chemistry test. And then there's the SAT. My writing is completely hopeless. My English teacher told me my writing was complete shit. It makes me feel kind of helpless, but I'm sure I'll get over that. I've discovered that I can understand the topics, and I think I can write, but I have so many problems with processing the ideas that it seems that I can't write. Does anybody have any tips or tricks?
I also found out that you fit in with your fhost family when you have a favorite spoon.
Anyway, so it's monday, and I just had the last week and a half free from school. Holidays! Wooo.
And now I don't even know what to talk about. By the way, I get back to the U.S. on july 29, so. Yeah.
Ummm. So we had this day celebrating the queen's birthday. We went to a city in the south ('s-Hertogenbosch). And I saw the queen! And it was a big party and we walked around a lot and all was good.
Then, last wednesday, we went out to the disco: The Boogie Bar. It was all fun, a little dancing, some drinking, normal things.
Then Saturday, I went to a museum. With oma, dina, ina, and eline. I drank a cappucino. Yummy. And I had the oppurtunity to buy 20.000 jear old horse bones. For €4.95. That was cool.
I've been trying to study for the SAT (we call it the TAS here. tas = bag). It's pretty hopeless. I can't construct essays very well anymore. And my math has always been bad. It's just hopeless. If I'm going to take AP English next year, I'm definately going to need some help.
I'm definately looking forward to next year not being as busy as the other years in high school. But yeah, whatever.
I was thinking about starting a Dutch club a school. I think that would be pretty cool. But of course, I would need members. Does that sound cool to any of you?
There goes the bell!
Goto to run!
Cool.
YOu fit in with your host family when you pick up the phone, knowing it's your host mother, and say "Hello, with the (dutch) IRS.' I'm a loser.
Oh, and on Queen's Day, we're going to the south to see the queen! I'm excited. And I might have a half mohawk. I haven't decided yet. :(
YAY.
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