I got this link from a friend who discovered there are people remaking entire music video's in SIM's-versions... Try youtube'ing 'sims music video' and have fun ;-)
Why, oh why...??
maandag 30 juni 2008
Tell me why...
In other words: my collegues and I were all in quite a state this morning... :-D
That's mondays for you...
woensdag 25 juni 2008
Things are looking up
Ah, don't really know what came over me today, but I'm suddenly in a much happier mood than I've been in for the last few weeks.
On saturday, I had a "date" with my ex (read: have a drink and catch up, no funny stuff) and: he stood me up. Stood. ME. Up. That had never, ever happened before in my entire life. OK, the man had an excuse (missing cellphone, I meen, if that were to happen to me I woulnd't have anyone's number either) but still I felt quite stupid standing on the Groenplaats for an hour thinking he was running late.
But, as expected, apologies were offered to my address in the form of a new date, in about two weeks, going to the Moeze as I've been been planning to do for... how long do we know eachother? I think it will be 6 years this year. So I will finally be able to take him there, although lately it seems to be a forgotten place where it's only population me (and D) between the hours of 23 and 01...
Today, with all of my emotions bubbling up inside me lately with nowhere to go, I confided in a collegue of mine who'd seemingly had a similar experience in her past, and when I told her in little words what was bugging me, she seemed to understand it AND have some rational things to say about it, too. It made me feel a lot better, and it dawned on me it was about time I told someone inpartial (impartial?) who could just say: what I see is this, what I think about it is that.
Just aknowledging the feeling and telling me I was dealing quite well - by actually not dealing with it at all, by letting it be and see what time will bring me ;-D
Anyway. She cheered me right up. Thanks Val ;-)
On saturday, I had a "date" with my ex (read: have a drink and catch up, no funny stuff) and: he stood me up. Stood. ME. Up. That had never, ever happened before in my entire life. OK, the man had an excuse (missing cellphone, I meen, if that were to happen to me I woulnd't have anyone's number either) but still I felt quite stupid standing on the Groenplaats for an hour thinking he was running late.
But, as expected, apologies were offered to my address in the form of a new date, in about two weeks, going to the Moeze as I've been been planning to do for... how long do we know eachother? I think it will be 6 years this year. So I will finally be able to take him there, although lately it seems to be a forgotten place where it's only population me (and D) between the hours of 23 and 01...
Today, with all of my emotions bubbling up inside me lately with nowhere to go, I confided in a collegue of mine who'd seemingly had a similar experience in her past, and when I told her in little words what was bugging me, she seemed to understand it AND have some rational things to say about it, too. It made me feel a lot better, and it dawned on me it was about time I told someone inpartial (impartial?) who could just say: what I see is this, what I think about it is that.
Just aknowledging the feeling and telling me I was dealing quite well - by actually not dealing with it at all, by letting it be and see what time will bring me ;-D
Anyway. She cheered me right up. Thanks Val ;-)
zondag 22 juni 2008
dinsdag 17 juni 2008
Old? Nope. Classic.
I know, why all the cornyness these days, it's just in the air I guess.
I'm just a sucker when it comes to Mancini... Gotta love the 60's ;-)
Last weekend I was stupid enough to say some things out loud I'd rather kept quiet (that happens too frequently these days, sometimes bubbly feelings are best kept to yourself) - and for some reason, all of sunday I caught myself humming this tune:
It's been some confusing days and weeks, and I still feel like scrambled eggs on toast :-)
I never thought 24 was one of them Important Identity Crisis-ages, doesn't that normally come at about 30?
Anyhow, that's what's been going on. I haven't quite been myself lately, and apparently I can't cover it all up with fake smiles and loads of concealer, if now my collegues start to notice it too.
For all you peeps out there thinking about having kids: it's a bliss, I wouldn't trade it for a gazillion dollars, life with a baby is filled with moments to remember and you notice something amazing about 'em everyday - just don't hope of being a parent ànd someones partner. Not if you are both parenting the same child anyway ;-) It's nonsense that you can cope with a fulltime job, a baby, a mortgage, (at least) two families, hobbies, friends, a husband and hopefully some alonetime. Nonsense I tell you! ;-) The expectations are too freakin' high and frankly, I ain't ashamed to admit that I _can't_ cope. Feel like taking my baby and moving to planet ALONE.
OK, now I can't overexaggerate: I'm SUPERhappy I decided to have kids this early on; in about 3 years when school starts, I'll have the majority of my life back and will only be 27. At about 35 he'll be in highschool, and by the time he moves out I'll only be 40something. But, on the downside: having a baby and a relationship that's not going the way it should be going, scares the crap (is that Walter? sorry, inside joke for all you Jeff Dunham fans out there) out of me.
Blèh. Wish I had a fortune telling mirror or something.
I'm just a sucker when it comes to Mancini... Gotta love the 60's ;-)
Last weekend I was stupid enough to say some things out loud I'd rather kept quiet (that happens too frequently these days, sometimes bubbly feelings are best kept to yourself) - and for some reason, all of sunday I caught myself humming this tune:
It's been some confusing days and weeks, and I still feel like scrambled eggs on toast :-)
I never thought 24 was one of them Important Identity Crisis-ages, doesn't that normally come at about 30?
Anyhow, that's what's been going on. I haven't quite been myself lately, and apparently I can't cover it all up with fake smiles and loads of concealer, if now my collegues start to notice it too.
For all you peeps out there thinking about having kids: it's a bliss, I wouldn't trade it for a gazillion dollars, life with a baby is filled with moments to remember and you notice something amazing about 'em everyday - just don't hope of being a parent ànd someones partner. Not if you are both parenting the same child anyway ;-) It's nonsense that you can cope with a fulltime job, a baby, a mortgage, (at least) two families, hobbies, friends, a husband and hopefully some alonetime. Nonsense I tell you! ;-) The expectations are too freakin' high and frankly, I ain't ashamed to admit that I _can't_ cope. Feel like taking my baby and moving to planet ALONE.
OK, now I can't overexaggerate: I'm SUPERhappy I decided to have kids this early on; in about 3 years when school starts, I'll have the majority of my life back and will only be 27. At about 35 he'll be in highschool, and by the time he moves out I'll only be 40something. But, on the downside: having a baby and a relationship that's not going the way it should be going, scares the crap (is that Walter? sorry, inside joke for all you Jeff Dunham fans out there) out of me.
Blèh. Wish I had a fortune telling mirror or something.
maandag 16 juni 2008
Mixed Up, Shook Up
Never mind the corny video's, you know with me it's al about the lyrics:
Voila!! My level of cornyness for one day is oficcially reached ;-)
God, I feel like being fifteen hanging posters over my bed of popstar crushes :-ssss
Voila!! My level of cornyness for one day is oficcially reached ;-)
God, I feel like being fifteen hanging posters over my bed of popstar crushes :-ssss
zondag 15 juni 2008
Uncharted Territory
Another night to remember yesterday, as I went out to party with some people dear to me, to celebrate my upcoming birthday. Although many of the invitees dind't make it, the most important people were allmost all there, and it was a great night, with some strange events that keep me wondering (don't they always).
It' strange, but when I was planning this party, looking over the people I was inviting, it suddenly dawned (or how do you write it?) on me that two of my close friends would be a perfect match for eachother - and I don't meen romantically :-) It's just, these two guys are made from the same wood. Being with eather one of them gives me that strange kind of butterflies you only get with those strange kind of friendships. And my instincts turned out to be correct, as they found quite some common grounds to talk about, for example about weird psychic links with me :-)
Ever since last night and its numerous Moments To Remember, this song's been stuck in my head:
Completely unrelated, since D gave me some episodes of a new series called Dexter. After seeing 9 episodes in 1 week, I can oficcially call myself an addict ;-)
Check it out if you have the possibility, it's great...
It' strange, but when I was planning this party, looking over the people I was inviting, it suddenly dawned (or how do you write it?) on me that two of my close friends would be a perfect match for eachother - and I don't meen romantically :-) It's just, these two guys are made from the same wood. Being with eather one of them gives me that strange kind of butterflies you only get with those strange kind of friendships. And my instincts turned out to be correct, as they found quite some common grounds to talk about, for example about weird psychic links with me :-)
Ever since last night and its numerous Moments To Remember, this song's been stuck in my head:
Completely unrelated, since D gave me some episodes of a new series called Dexter. After seeing 9 episodes in 1 week, I can oficcially call myself an addict ;-)
Check it out if you have the possibility, it's great...
zondag 1 juni 2008
John James Preston
And finally, something worth mentioning on my blog (I know, it's been a while): the Sex & The City movie is coming out this week!
After 6 seasons, watched over and over again, the long awaited movie is finally there. The trailer is very promising, although I found it quite a turnoff to hear what Big's real name is. At the end of season 6, we discovered that his first name was John (how original), but John James Preston? Sounds like an American Pie character to me ;-)
I'm very curious to see what will happen in the lives of my 4 fave women, as at the end of S6 everything ws seemingly perfect in all of their lives. But, being a SATC adept, I know very well that life (and love for that matter) isn't lways as perfect as it seems.
I myself have been going through some rough weeks, with the death of a dear friend of the family that shook me to my core; he died of a very agressive form of cancer and left a son my brother's age behind. Life is strange sometimes, and apparently too short. Choices have to be made quick in those situations, and don't always leave you time to think.
I on the other hand have had a lot of stuff to think about over the las few weeks, feeling very uneasy and unhappy in my skin but I coulnd't put my finger on it. After some painful discussions this week I finally decided and put some aspects of my life on hold for the next coming weeks to see where everything and everyone is going.
It was very strange: have you ever had a dream so vivid you still believed it to be true hours after waking up? I woke up at 2AM this morning, soaking wet with sweat, after having the strangest dream ever. Someone close to me came talking to me in my sleep, telling me to stand up for what I felt was right, taking time off everything and making some well-thought decisions about my life. The conversation was so confronting and real, I fainted. In my dream. I felt it coming on, seeing spots, feeling woozy and all, and I fainted. In this persons arms. And then I woke up. I realised it was a dream but couldn't shake the feeling of being very connected with this person, off me. Eventually I fell back asleep, and there was this person again!! "You back allready?" *huh?* and the conversation continued. Creeeeeeee-py. Fckng scary, too.
I don't know what it all meens - having practiced Magick (yes, yes) for quite a while in my past I remember that you can summon up (summumup?) people in your sleep, if they are also asleep, if it's really necessary that you talk to them. Anyway, your unconciousness can. But still, I've never experienced it quite so real.
Hah, you guys now have had another little peek into my thoughts, I think I'm gonna call it a night.
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