Basket case
So, I had a case of the mondays yesterday.
The wine delivery never came so I sat at home all day. But the kids were obedient and didn't slow me down too much, and we got home before the mom did. And the ravioli was done and they could eat with their mom. I was somewhat annoyed at that point for thinking I work many more hours than I'm supposed to. I heard that there's a rule that au pairs never should work more than 4 hours each day. I worked 13 hours yesterday, if working is considered the time when I'm not free.Then the mom asks me to cook. I was even more annoyed but said sure. Made basically the same thing as last time I cooked, chicken with pesto and pasta. And a fresh salad with that.
I hadn't slept too much cause at nights it gets freezing in my room. I shudder for an hour before I fall asleep, and wake up an hour before I'm supposed to, when the heating comes on. And I was hungry too, and I felt very much that life's unfair.
I hurried with all my kitchen tasks and finished around 8. And went straight to the computer and started my whining.
I open my mail and see that even more politicians have answered my letter. A few seems wellread in the issue (the proposal IPRED1) but most of them are just saying that they think that "I'm sure we will have a very balanced proposal once it reaches my desk." "I'm very optimistic about this" "I'm not buying this talk about integrity being threatned, at all." Those saying that, proving they know nothing in the matter (or have no respect for integrity), are sadly those from the two major parties, Socialdemokraterna and Moderaterna. They both try to make me trust in their good judgement. But those two parties were the ones who voted for FRA and I will never forget that. I didn't think that law would pass through, I really didn't. But S and M agreed to vote for it. I'm glad I voted for a different party.
So all this made me even more annoyed. Before going to bed, the dad came up to me sat down and just asked me "What's is it?" I told him parts of the things and he said that he couldn't do anything about the politiciansm but I got a heater in my room now :) Whining does pay off.
What I'm doing now? I'm home waiting for the wine delivery again.
Gonna cook tonight again, but I feel uninspired. In alot better mood today though.
Oh and I got a new hobby, papercrafting! I'm folding two paper strips into a heart shaped basket. It's a common christmas decoration in Sweden but it's alot harder than it looks.
The wine delivery never came so I sat at home all day. But the kids were obedient and didn't slow me down too much, and we got home before the mom did. And the ravioli was done and they could eat with their mom. I was somewhat annoyed at that point for thinking I work many more hours than I'm supposed to. I heard that there's a rule that au pairs never should work more than 4 hours each day. I worked 13 hours yesterday, if working is considered the time when I'm not free.Then the mom asks me to cook. I was even more annoyed but said sure. Made basically the same thing as last time I cooked, chicken with pesto and pasta. And a fresh salad with that.
I hadn't slept too much cause at nights it gets freezing in my room. I shudder for an hour before I fall asleep, and wake up an hour before I'm supposed to, when the heating comes on. And I was hungry too, and I felt very much that life's unfair.
I hurried with all my kitchen tasks and finished around 8. And went straight to the computer and started my whining.
I open my mail and see that even more politicians have answered my letter. A few seems wellread in the issue (the proposal IPRED1) but most of them are just saying that they think that "I'm sure we will have a very balanced proposal once it reaches my desk." "I'm very optimistic about this" "I'm not buying this talk about integrity being threatned, at all." Those saying that, proving they know nothing in the matter (or have no respect for integrity), are sadly those from the two major parties, Socialdemokraterna and Moderaterna. They both try to make me trust in their good judgement. But those two parties were the ones who voted for FRA and I will never forget that. I didn't think that law would pass through, I really didn't. But S and M agreed to vote for it. I'm glad I voted for a different party.
So all this made me even more annoyed. Before going to bed, the dad came up to me sat down and just asked me "What's is it?" I told him parts of the things and he said that he couldn't do anything about the politiciansm but I got a heater in my room now :) Whining does pay off.
What I'm doing now? I'm home waiting for the wine delivery again.
Gonna cook tonight again, but I feel uninspired. In alot better mood today though.
Oh and I got a new hobby, papercrafting! I'm folding two paper strips into a heart shaped basket. It's a common christmas decoration in Sweden but it's alot harder than it looks.
I'm not gonna write you a love song ♣ Weekend
(Yes, i hate the song where I stole today's blog title from, but it's on the music channel at the moment and it's fitting)
Shortly I can say that durings the days here I get so tired, frustrated and sometimes downright angry or sad, that I really consider leaving. Going back home. Maybe retake an exam and get higher grades or take a class or something else.
But then the weekend comes and I'm either out wit the au pairs or with my beloved Diederik. In Sweden it would be alot more difficult and expensive to see him. But I am glad this isn't Sweden, for many reasons. Sweden is too small for me in some way. The country is too narrowminded, claustrophobic in mind (but obviously not in space).
But then monday comes along (without competition the worst day of the week). At 13.30 I got french class (unless I skip it, which I've done a few times now), and directly after that I'm off to pick up the kids. Mondays mean I pick up both kids, Elin first and then her brother, we can call him Carl. And he is about the slowest kid I've heard of. And do keep in mind I wasn't Speedy Gonzales when I was a kid either. So if I manage to pick up Elin at 5 (means leaving the house or french class at 4.30 latest), I'll be at Carl's school at 5.15 or 5.20. Then he runs around, refuses to come with me cause he wants to be picked up at the same time as his best friend (which is alot later), he fetches his jacket which he left on a different floor and then he needs to go pee, etc. So on a good day I manage to get both kids to the metro station at around 5.45, meaning we'll be home about 20-30 mins later (if everything works out). So that's two hours just picking them up. The only good thing about mondays is that making dinner for the kids means heating up a can of ravioli.
And today is monday. I'm told to stay in and wait for a wine delievery. Not sure this counts as work time. In that case I'm on overtime now.
If I go to french or not isn't clear yet. But I have tried translating french songs and I learn like 5 times as much in a lot less time. I learn both spelling and pronounciation by looking it up in my dictionary and listening to the song.
So, this past weekend.
I couldn't visit Diederik this weekend cause I was supposed to babysit Elin during sunday afternoon while the rest of the family went to Cirque du Soleil. But then the dad had an argument with Carl (the dad isn't Carl's real dad) and that lead to the mom deciding that they would go withoutthe dad. But then they had one ticket left and they asked me. So for 2 hours I sat in a big tent on the front row, with people in spandex swinging literally above my head.
Friday evening started with an au pair meeting for the upcoming Christmas Bazaar in the swedish church. After that, 5 of us girls went out to find somewhere to sit and chat, but it was rather late and we didn't wanna go to Cheescake again.
After walking around for a while we ended up in a really cosy place, a mediterranian restaurant, and we had something to drink and sat there for an hour. Really nice. I've been absent (from au pair activities) so much that I want to get to know them better now.
Saturday was the Bazaar, and I was supposed to work between 10.30 and 14.00 with paper handcrafting together with kids. Folding paper hearts in different colors, christmas cards etc.
This was rewarded with one free snack at the cafeteria.
The children's activities were held in a cellar, for some brilliant reason. Small rooms, no ventilation, no isolation and tons of kids screeming. It was a cute version of Hell down there.
At 13.00 I had my lunch which I by part coincidence and part sneakyness managed to get on top of a snack (those who worked 14-18 aswell got both a snack and lunch). That meant one hot dog and a julmust. A snack proved to be equal to a cup of tea/coffee and one cookie. This is what they expected people to work almost 8 hours on.
After my shift was done I started making a smällkaramell for my own pleasure, and a kid asked me how to do it. I showed and helped, being the kind human that I am. And then another one came, and another. This is where I realise that I'm the only one working in the room, and i wasn't even supposed to work. I couldn't leave and abandon the kids either, so half an hour later when a few of the au pairs found me there they sent me home right away, saying I looked exhausted. But now I got a smällkaramell hanging in my window. In the colors of my hero ♥
yes, batman colors : >
Shortly I can say that durings the days here I get so tired, frustrated and sometimes downright angry or sad, that I really consider leaving. Going back home. Maybe retake an exam and get higher grades or take a class or something else.
But then the weekend comes and I'm either out wit the au pairs or with my beloved Diederik. In Sweden it would be alot more difficult and expensive to see him. But I am glad this isn't Sweden, for many reasons. Sweden is too small for me in some way. The country is too narrowminded, claustrophobic in mind (but obviously not in space).
But then monday comes along (without competition the worst day of the week). At 13.30 I got french class (unless I skip it, which I've done a few times now), and directly after that I'm off to pick up the kids. Mondays mean I pick up both kids, Elin first and then her brother, we can call him Carl. And he is about the slowest kid I've heard of. And do keep in mind I wasn't Speedy Gonzales when I was a kid either. So if I manage to pick up Elin at 5 (means leaving the house or french class at 4.30 latest), I'll be at Carl's school at 5.15 or 5.20. Then he runs around, refuses to come with me cause he wants to be picked up at the same time as his best friend (which is alot later), he fetches his jacket which he left on a different floor and then he needs to go pee, etc. So on a good day I manage to get both kids to the metro station at around 5.45, meaning we'll be home about 20-30 mins later (if everything works out). So that's two hours just picking them up. The only good thing about mondays is that making dinner for the kids means heating up a can of ravioli.
And today is monday. I'm told to stay in and wait for a wine delievery. Not sure this counts as work time. In that case I'm on overtime now.
If I go to french or not isn't clear yet. But I have tried translating french songs and I learn like 5 times as much in a lot less time. I learn both spelling and pronounciation by looking it up in my dictionary and listening to the song.
So, this past weekend.
I couldn't visit Diederik this weekend cause I was supposed to babysit Elin during sunday afternoon while the rest of the family went to Cirque du Soleil. But then the dad had an argument with Carl (the dad isn't Carl's real dad) and that lead to the mom deciding that they would go withoutthe dad. But then they had one ticket left and they asked me. So for 2 hours I sat in a big tent on the front row, with people in spandex swinging literally above my head.
Friday evening started with an au pair meeting for the upcoming Christmas Bazaar in the swedish church. After that, 5 of us girls went out to find somewhere to sit and chat, but it was rather late and we didn't wanna go to Cheescake again.
After walking around for a while we ended up in a really cosy place, a mediterranian restaurant, and we had something to drink and sat there for an hour. Really nice. I've been absent (from au pair activities) so much that I want to get to know them better now.
Saturday was the Bazaar, and I was supposed to work between 10.30 and 14.00 with paper handcrafting together with kids. Folding paper hearts in different colors, christmas cards etc.
This was rewarded with one free snack at the cafeteria.
The children's activities were held in a cellar, for some brilliant reason. Small rooms, no ventilation, no isolation and tons of kids screeming. It was a cute version of Hell down there.
At 13.00 I had my lunch which I by part coincidence and part sneakyness managed to get on top of a snack (those who worked 14-18 aswell got both a snack and lunch). That meant one hot dog and a julmust. A snack proved to be equal to a cup of tea/coffee and one cookie. This is what they expected people to work almost 8 hours on.
After my shift was done I started making a smällkaramell for my own pleasure, and a kid asked me how to do it. I showed and helped, being the kind human that I am. And then another one came, and another. This is where I realise that I'm the only one working in the room, and i wasn't even supposed to work. I couldn't leave and abandon the kids either, so half an hour later when a few of the au pairs found me there they sent me home right away, saying I looked exhausted. But now I got a smällkaramell hanging in my window. In the colors of my hero ♥
yes, batman colors : >
Spending all my money, spending all my time
I went shopping today. Properly.
I told myself that I should save more. And what do I do?
I buy:
a pair of shoes (high heeled boots O_O)
two pens (and almost a third)
et un sachet avec pralines de Leonidas.
Go me!
And to complete the picture I ate lunch at the worl's most famous burger restaurant.
I'm becoming my sister! (No offense, she's not wrong or stupid, we're just ...very different).
And about time.
I got oceans of time, and yet I feel like I never have enough. I waste it, sitting in my room, getting cold. Or looking around, thinking about unimportant matters. But I don't own my time. Feel like I am partly wasting my time here.
But what I like here is that it isn't Sweden. It isn't modest. The buildings and the fashion is alot more fun. And we have very interesting discussions. About internet, about integrity, immegration and human rights. But yeah. I don't know what to do or where to go.
And in other news, Sweden plays against Holland tonight. And Diederik might spend Christmas with me and my family in Sweden, depending on how things turn out.
Oh, and I finally finished that bloody book Lolita. Took discipline to get through it. Too many words and too many french words.
Goodnight.
I told myself that I should save more. And what do I do?
I buy:
a pair of shoes (high heeled boots O_O)
two pens (and almost a third)
et un sachet avec pralines de Leonidas.
Go me!
And to complete the picture I ate lunch at the worl's most famous burger restaurant.
I'm becoming my sister! (No offense, she's not wrong or stupid, we're just ...very different).
And about time.
I got oceans of time, and yet I feel like I never have enough. I waste it, sitting in my room, getting cold. Or looking around, thinking about unimportant matters. But I don't own my time. Feel like I am partly wasting my time here.
But what I like here is that it isn't Sweden. It isn't modest. The buildings and the fashion is alot more fun. And we have very interesting discussions. About internet, about integrity, immegration and human rights. But yeah. I don't know what to do or where to go.
And in other news, Sweden plays against Holland tonight. And Diederik might spend Christmas with me and my family in Sweden, depending on how things turn out.
Oh, and I finally finished that bloody book Lolita. Took discipline to get through it. Too many words and too many french words.
Goodnight.
Wasting time
I got sick yesterday.
Some people may argue that it was my own fault, sharing a mudcake with Sanna. The recipe was intended for 8 people. We took it out long before it was done ande smeared a molten chocolate bar over it. The most perfect cake I ever ate. Crispy at the outer parts, then chewy and in the middle almost liquid. Both me and Sanna were struck by it. One piece was enough. But it would be a real shame to leave it there, I mean.. They didn't have much space in their freeze, and no jar would fit it. We ate the whole thing.
But that wouldn't explain it all.
I also had fever. Stayed in this morning, but worked as usual this evening.
Business as usual.
I hate beeing sick here.
This place ages me. I don't like that.
Some people may argue that it was my own fault, sharing a mudcake with Sanna. The recipe was intended for 8 people. We took it out long before it was done ande smeared a molten chocolate bar over it. The most perfect cake I ever ate. Crispy at the outer parts, then chewy and in the middle almost liquid. Both me and Sanna were struck by it. One piece was enough. But it would be a real shame to leave it there, I mean.. They didn't have much space in their freeze, and no jar would fit it. We ate the whole thing.
But that wouldn't explain it all.
I also had fever. Stayed in this morning, but worked as usual this evening.
Business as usual.
I hate beeing sick here.
This place ages me. I don't like that.
Sweet about me
I'm in a really good mood today. Have been a bit low all week, not sure why.
But today I feel really good, thanks to several things. But mostly because Diederik is coming tomorrow. He'll stay for the weekend. I didn't dare to invite him cause Owain and his 5 friends from the European School are going to have a baking day on sunday, where all the cookies and sweets for christmas will be made.
But the mother said it was okay if Diederik helped with the cookies.
Speaking of multilingual meetings, a guy tried to pick me up at the metro the other day. He spoke french of course (and I really don't, apart from a few sentences :P), so we tried english. But he didn't speak that all that good. After mixing a little bit with dutch, we ended up speaking german, which for some reason, seemed to work out better than any other language.
But today I feel really good, thanks to several things. But mostly because Diederik is coming tomorrow. He'll stay for the weekend. I didn't dare to invite him cause Owain and his 5 friends from the European School are going to have a baking day on sunday, where all the cookies and sweets for christmas will be made.
But the mother said it was okay if Diederik helped with the cookies.
Speaking of multilingual meetings, a guy tried to pick me up at the metro the other day. He spoke french of course (and I really don't, apart from a few sentences :P), so we tried english. But he didn't speak that all that good. After mixing a little bit with dutch, we ended up speaking german, which for some reason, seemed to work out better than any other language.
It's raining men, hallelujah?
When I got home this morning, after leaving Elin at kindergarten, I noticed something weird as soon as I got above ground.
I couldn't put my finger on it.
The sun shone and nothing seemed abnormal.
But then I noticed.
Things were moving. At first I thought it was just an optic illusion but then I felt it. A quiet rain fell. Tiny drops on almost the entire way home.
Now rain in Brussels is certainly nothing unusual. The catch was that the sky was blue.
Not a cloud for several miles in each direction. They were far away, almost on the horizon.
I'm sure there's a perfectly good reason for this, that the rain had a source.
But i don't know it. I couldn't see it.
I couldn't put my finger on it.
The sun shone and nothing seemed abnormal.
But then I noticed.
Things were moving. At first I thought it was just an optic illusion but then I felt it. A quiet rain fell. Tiny drops on almost the entire way home.
Now rain in Brussels is certainly nothing unusual. The catch was that the sky was blue.
Not a cloud for several miles in each direction. They were far away, almost on the horizon.
I'm sure there's a perfectly good reason for this, that the rain had a source.
But i don't know it. I couldn't see it.
Glamorous
That was an extraordinary weekend.
Friday
Me and the family went to an exclusive hotel not far from Liege.
We took the car, and drove off. On the way I fell asleep until we stopped at a Highway restaurant where me and Elin ate (the dad had other plans for him and his wife). It got really dark, and the time was maybe 20-something when the car rolled up in the parking outside a very impressive little hotel.
When we entered the family's room, jaws hit the floor. I felt like I was on MTV. So pretty, so luxurious and yet simple furniture. And then I was shown into my own (separate) room and my jaw hit the floor again. And the parents got jealous. My room was even nicer than theirs.
My bed was one massive big black hole of softness. Seemed like they just stacked 7 madrasses in a pile and put sheets on. And the products waiting in the bathroom part..! Everything from showercap and shoepolish to individually packed tops where from the perfume brand BVLGARI, and you could tell from how everything was perfumed. Even the bathrobe smelled fantastic. I didn't sniff on the slippers but I guess they did too.
After inspecting my room we drank champagne in the family's room. The dad confessed to me later that it was the most expensive bottle he had ever bought.
Then I put Elin to bed and the parents had dinner downstairs in the restaurant. Elin fell asleep and I sneaked in to my room (but left the doors open so I'd hear if she'd wake up). Then I took pictures of my room and when I sat there with my camera, a lady knocked on the door. She came in with a tiny package and a plate with 6 tiny pastries. I unwrapped the package which contained two chocolate pralines.
While indulging these I made myself a cup of tea (I had a waterboiler, teabags with rare flavours and 4 sets of teacups in my room). Then I turned on the tv and watched Hellsing (in french, but still, I'm not watching for the dialogue and I know the story anyway...).
Saturday
After a delicious breakfast (there's few things I enjoy more than a tasty hotel breakfast) we went to tha car. We drove past some post-industrial suburbs and that was really something to see. Shabby, dirty and some of them total wrecks. But still they were prettier than many buildings made today. My favourite was a former fabric factory, which looked like a prison. We went to the city Spa (where all spas and the drink Spa originates from). The spa was full so we walked around the city instead. It's a really pretty town, weird buildings everywhere. There was a market where they sold foodm clothes and local products.
After walking around we ended up drinking really good warm red wine on the local firestation. Just when I had lost the feeling of a christmas approaching. We're not as reminded of christmas here as in Sweden. Probably cause it's not as dark and gloomy here.
Then we went up on the surrounding mountains. So beautiful, everything was green, yellow, orange and red. And the view was really something too. When we came down again, we found a nice restaurant where we had pasta.
Since the parents had decided to make their own spa, we went back to the hotel and I babysat for a few hours. We watched some tv and she turned my room upside down (but she turned most of it back afterwards).
When the parents got back we went to a chinese restaurant and again, only me and Elin ate. After returning to the hotel we had a drink and a snack in the "cigar room" downstairs. I drank Kir Royal and then put Elin to bed, while the parents had dinner. I watched some more Hellsing (yes I was alone and bored, despite my Kir and mightly pastries). The pralines this evening were fudge and caramel. Also a reminder of the christmas I had forgot.
I'll make a new post about sunday cause this is getting way too long and takes way to much time.
Friday
Me and the family went to an exclusive hotel not far from Liege.
We took the car, and drove off. On the way I fell asleep until we stopped at a Highway restaurant where me and Elin ate (the dad had other plans for him and his wife). It got really dark, and the time was maybe 20-something when the car rolled up in the parking outside a very impressive little hotel.
When we entered the family's room, jaws hit the floor. I felt like I was on MTV. So pretty, so luxurious and yet simple furniture. And then I was shown into my own (separate) room and my jaw hit the floor again. And the parents got jealous. My room was even nicer than theirs.
My bed was one massive big black hole of softness. Seemed like they just stacked 7 madrasses in a pile and put sheets on. And the products waiting in the bathroom part..! Everything from showercap and shoepolish to individually packed tops where from the perfume brand BVLGARI, and you could tell from how everything was perfumed. Even the bathrobe smelled fantastic. I didn't sniff on the slippers but I guess they did too.
After inspecting my room we drank champagne in the family's room. The dad confessed to me later that it was the most expensive bottle he had ever bought.
Then I put Elin to bed and the parents had dinner downstairs in the restaurant. Elin fell asleep and I sneaked in to my room (but left the doors open so I'd hear if she'd wake up). Then I took pictures of my room and when I sat there with my camera, a lady knocked on the door. She came in with a tiny package and a plate with 6 tiny pastries. I unwrapped the package which contained two chocolate pralines.
While indulging these I made myself a cup of tea (I had a waterboiler, teabags with rare flavours and 4 sets of teacups in my room). Then I turned on the tv and watched Hellsing (in french, but still, I'm not watching for the dialogue and I know the story anyway...).
Saturday
After a delicious breakfast (there's few things I enjoy more than a tasty hotel breakfast) we went to tha car. We drove past some post-industrial suburbs and that was really something to see. Shabby, dirty and some of them total wrecks. But still they were prettier than many buildings made today. My favourite was a former fabric factory, which looked like a prison. We went to the city Spa (where all spas and the drink Spa originates from). The spa was full so we walked around the city instead. It's a really pretty town, weird buildings everywhere. There was a market where they sold foodm clothes and local products.
After walking around we ended up drinking really good warm red wine on the local firestation. Just when I had lost the feeling of a christmas approaching. We're not as reminded of christmas here as in Sweden. Probably cause it's not as dark and gloomy here.
Then we went up on the surrounding mountains. So beautiful, everything was green, yellow, orange and red. And the view was really something too. When we came down again, we found a nice restaurant where we had pasta.
Since the parents had decided to make their own spa, we went back to the hotel and I babysat for a few hours. We watched some tv and she turned my room upside down (but she turned most of it back afterwards).
When the parents got back we went to a chinese restaurant and again, only me and Elin ate. After returning to the hotel we had a drink and a snack in the "cigar room" downstairs. I drank Kir Royal and then put Elin to bed, while the parents had dinner. I watched some more Hellsing (yes I was alone and bored, despite my Kir and mightly pastries). The pralines this evening were fudge and caramel. Also a reminder of the christmas I had forgot.
I'll make a new post about sunday cause this is getting way too long and takes way to much time.
To be gone
Soon off to spa!
Gotta go pack and eat something. I'm looking forward to this alot. Have never been to a spa before (well apart from that place in Italy with Nisse, which I guess was a spa, but we only used the thermal mineral something pools. This is however alot more luxurious!)
Might be updating later if I get hold of a computer.
Laters!
Gotta go pack and eat something. I'm looking forward to this alot. Have never been to a spa before (well apart from that place in Italy with Nisse, which I guess was a spa, but we only used the thermal mineral something pools. This is however alot more luxurious!)
Might be updating later if I get hold of a computer.
Laters!
Internet is king
Usually I steal my titles from songs or quotes, but this is from me.
Cause finally, I got a working computer again! Picked up the screen today. It broke down the day before I left for Sweden.
Been a really lonely week without it. But on the other hand I've been drawing alot instead. Done some really nice things, pics of upcoming characters, quite possibly. Tomorrow me and the family are going away to spoil the mom a bit. We're going to a spa (though the mom doesnt know yet), and we'll be there all weekend. I do get payed and I do get fancy food.
Not really pleased with missing out on another weekend with the au pairs (but I could've been somewhere alot worse :P). I'm writing an english resume cause I'm considering working another year before going to university. Sanna gave me a few tips of where to look.
We went to a flea market a few weeks ago, me and her, and pictures will come shortly!
creepy things dwelling.
Cause finally, I got a working computer again! Picked up the screen today. It broke down the day before I left for Sweden.
Been a really lonely week without it. But on the other hand I've been drawing alot instead. Done some really nice things, pics of upcoming characters, quite possibly. Tomorrow me and the family are going away to spoil the mom a bit. We're going to a spa (though the mom doesnt know yet), and we'll be there all weekend. I do get payed and I do get fancy food.
Not really pleased with missing out on another weekend with the au pairs (but I could've been somewhere alot worse :P). I'm writing an english resume cause I'm considering working another year before going to university. Sanna gave me a few tips of where to look.
We went to a flea market a few weeks ago, me and her, and pictures will come shortly!
creepy things dwelling.Yarr harr
So yeah, just thought I should update to let you know I got to Amsterdam alright. As you maybe know my airline company went bankrupt while I was in Sweden, leaving me a bit stranded. Thanks to a lot of help from Diederik I could take a train from Copenhagen to Amsterdam for a decent proce. It took a while, going around Denmark and all. But it was a night train so i managed to sleep at some point during the night. Uhm but to confess I almost missed it (this if for you Marie so you can say "I told you so"). When I paid for my ticket I had 8 minutes left. But as my dad says "In those moments you live a little more". I'd like to see myself as a person who lives a lot. So if that means I'll have to be late occasionally then so be it.
I do miss my friends, I tried to see them on my visit but I had so many things to do. It certainly wasn't the relaxing week I had expected. Sorry about this mom, I will clean my room when I get home for Christmas.
Laters!
I do miss my friends, I tried to see them on my visit but I had so many things to do. It certainly wasn't the relaxing week I had expected. Sorry about this mom, I will clean my room when I get home for Christmas.
Laters!
