2009-08-24T23:54:00.001-07:00

(DUTCH POST)

Oké, dit is dus serieus creepy! Het hoeft niks te betekenen, maar dan nog.
Heb vannacht heel raar gedroomd, over mijn oude middelbare school waar veel van mijn oud-klasgenootjes op zaten. Ik kwam in gesprek met mijn beste vriendin van de basisschool, die zei dat ze mijn kapsel niet leuk vond, omdat ik er van zulke 'zinkogen' van kreeg.

Nou, ik had dus echt geen idee wat ze daarmee bedoelde. Ging vandaag even googlen, blijkt dus dat zink ontzettend goed is voor je ogen en dat staar meestal veroorzaakt wordt door een zinktekort! Wtf? Dat wist ik echt niet, dus het is óf crazy toeval, of echt een bericht ofzo, haha! Toevallig heeft de schoonvader van mijn zus staar (geloof ik), hij kan sowieso bijna niet meer zien. Misschien helpt het. Ikzelf ben bijziend en heb een bril, kan dus een soort waarschuwing zijn? Las ook dat vegetariërs op moeten passen en zinksupplementen zouden moeten slikken. Oeps!

The drain

2009-08-17T12:54:00.000-07:00

First time blogging! I'm really, really tired. I don't know if there's even a word for it (let this be an opportunity to create one) - socially-drained? Tuesday I babysat my nephew and met up with my sister. Wednesday was my 'day off'. Thursday I went to Hoorn (village north of Amsterdam) with my grandmother to look for yarn (there aren't any decent yarnstores where I live!) and shop, shortly after that I was invited over to gourmet at a friend's (Flore) home. I decided I'd leave at around 10pm, but then a friend of hers (Bettina) showed up and we decided to have a movienight (that, ofcourse, resulted in me not sleeping 'till 5am!). I spent Fridaymorning at her place, after that I stopped by home for a quick shower because I would meet up with another friend (Angela) in the evening. I think I was able to sit down for like...one hour before hurrying to board the next train, haha! Anyway, meet-up with Angela was nice, she brought along a friend too (Janinho). Eventually we headed to Rotterdam to meet up with another friend (Kento), who also offered us to sleep at his home (he lives in Rotterdam). The four of us hadded to an 'I love Asian' party, which was quite nice though the music was awful. I don't think I really enjoyed random Asian guys humping me, either. Actually - that evening really made me think about my sexuality. I really, really don't think I'll ever fall for a guy. Seriously. No offense, half of the world, but I'm not impressed.

Something I really hate to admit: I think I want to be bisexual, because that would make me....well, half normal. No one ever said something hateful about it (in my face) but I still know that some don't approve of it. I get comments like 'if that's what makes you happy' or 'but you don't LOOK gay!' - I feel a little offended, I guess. So usually I say I'm bisexual so that people accept me, even if it's just a little.

Aaaaanyhow. I woke up at like, 1pm and Kento drove all of us to Schiphol Airport (he had to pick up his parents). Wasn't sleepy yet untill I arrived home at 6PM. Phew! The book my mom ordered for me arrived, Norwegian Wood by Haruki Murakami. I read a bit that evening, but fell asleep at 9.30pm. Awww. Sunday I visited the yearly market with my mom and grandma - and ate poffertjes <3. Yummy. Today I visited an old schoolfriend who recently had surgery and was glad to see her doing just fine.

All in all, it was a busy week. Heading to bed right now. Tomorrow will consist of changing diapers and preparing bottles...

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The drain