Do I look that suspicious to you?

Was stopped at traffic control twice today!
Within the same 100 metre.
Other cars were aloud to drive by... but not me...
Do I look suspicious, is the car too big or what?
And thank you a certain someone for saying: No it is just your driving....
It was not!

Confusing & sad

Well today was a confusing day. Funerals are not my piece of cake.
It's good if they're good... but well... it is just too sad and all.
Especially if you're having a really bad been there done that got the t-shirt feeling.
We've already been through this, I took all the crap last year.
So now you're not gonna put my best friend through the same.
It is just not fair!

"Beautiful Freak"

You're such a beautiful freak
I wish there were more just like you
You're not like all of the others

And that is why i love you
Beautiful freak, beautiful freak
That is why i love you
Beautiful freak, beautiful freak

Some people think you have a problem
But that problem lies only with them
Just 'cause you are not like the others

But that is why i love you
Beautiful freak, beautiful freak
Yeah that is why i love you
Beautiful freak, beautiful freak

Too good for this world
But i hope you will stay
And i'll be here to see
That you don't fade away

You're such a beautiful freak
I bet you are flying inside
Dart down and then go for cover

And know that i
I love you
Beautiful freak, beautiful freak
You know that i
I love you
Beautiful freak, beautiful freak

This is to all my friends. I am not sure if they appreciate it, but this is the first and single reason you're my friends. If you want to listen to this song and learn to appreciate it just as mch as I do, it's Eels.

Red

I always just love it when you have enough red clothes to fill an entire laundry basket.
Just love it.

Little girl in big city

I always feel so small town girl when walking through Amsterdam.
It was dark and thank God there was someone with me while walking from Duivendracht to the HMH. But I figured I could get robbed, raped or ripped to peaces anyhow.
It was not until the next morning I noticed the signes that said:
Do not call. If you make a phone call, there are people around here, that will steal you phone, by just running by and grabbing it from your hand.
Well, that was reassuring.
If your fucking Amsterdam police, do your job, instead of posting signes that scare the hell out of me.

Civilian disobedience

Today my tutor told me to start working on my graduation thesis.
Like.. working my ass off.. working.
Like.. not working for money.. working....
Like.. working so you can finish before september .. working.

He scared me...

He was completely right you know, but he scared me anyhow.

Furthermore, he is really nice. Liked what I had done so far, which is not a great deal.
Made it sound like writing a graduation thesis is more or less like swimming. You just float through. He didn't say: go with the flow... but he did say: just go where the story leads you.
And something about putting a white rabbit in a hat, then make it magically appear and that's science. So hail the philosophers for just floating around us...

But anyhow, he scared me. Not working for money.... it is not that I like the money.... I like the people I am working with. I need the money, but that's another story.
So I feel like I am bad. (because I can not spell the other word used in the title in any other form..google helped me already with this one)
I want to work. I guess I'll just have to study twice as hard. And work anyhow. Or just in weekends. Or maybe just studying for 8 hours a day would do the trick. Because 45 minutes a day surely doesn't.

I got a phone call this afternoon. If I wanted to work on the Lowlands festival again this year.
It's about a week before my deadline and I said yes.

Did you know?

In the same bookstore the girl behind the desk was telling the man in front of it:

Well I dyed my hair since I was 17, so I do not know if I have any grey hairs. When you dye it with Henna, the grey ones turn bright orange.

So she leaned over and the guy started searching for bright orange hairs. Made me feel like watching monkeys. I guess evolution didn't get us as far as we wanted.

and today was

I walked into a bookstore.
In there was a book which told me which books changed famous author's lifes. I checked to see if there were any I had read. None, but one. The miraculous adventures of Bram Vingerling. A children's book. The author whose life had changed after reading this book was Harry Mulisch, the self proclaimed genius writer of the Netherlands. He knows a whole lot of stupid facts and he thinks he's sooo smart.

Then it struck me... I like stupid facts. I like to think I am smart.
Amazing how a little boy who invented something that caused invisibility and got kidnapped afterwards, can make me feel like an arrogant author.