Thursday, August 31

The Verdict

After someone said that I was pretty with my hair untamed, I did a little survey. The verdict: the majority opts for loose hair, though some suggest to have it cut a twinge shorter. The majority in this case consisting of 4 girls. The three boys after whose opinion I enquired were unanimous in their verdict: "I don't know."

Is it so difficult to form an opinion about somebody's hair, or is it simply because they don't care? Who knows.

Tuesday, August 29

Personal Coaches: addition # 2

Name: Sophie Vanonckelen
Post: Big Sister/ Thesis
Function; Continuous meddling in my live expecially those areas that might be considered none of her business / supervise my paper writing skill
Nickname: sister or most sacred and holy wisdom, whatever might best suit context

Monday, August 28

It's only words...

... but words are all I have, to take your heart away.


That is always how I considered myself to be. Words are all I have. They are my envoys, my messengers, the speakers of my love and hate, the stone and brick walls that shield me, the house that shelters me, the hands I caress and hurt with. If not spoken, then written, if not written; thought. And now I don't even have words. It's only lies.


Exaggeration? Possibly. I simply mean I haven't yet found words that speak true about him and so there must be silence.

Friday, August 25

Happy Family


A happy little family; a friend , her significant other and their son.

Can't image myself with a man plus baby in this stage of life. Can't even imagine myself there, five years from now. In fact me plus man plus child sounds weird anytime. Weird but not unpleasant so maybe someday...should the world depopulace too quickly I might take it upon me to do as mother nature intended. But don't count on it.

Thursday, August 24

Mark Wills


Another celebrity crush of mine. What would life be without one or two handsome men to think of while walking home in the rain.

Wednesday, August 23

The Woediesitge

Or the what-on-earth-did-I-ever-see-in-that-guy-experience*. Happened to me on Monday. As gradually as feelings did grow, so suddenly are they cut short. Quite a contrast to previous infatuations that started off violently and died slowly, causing me all the more pain.

*To the person concerned:I mean no offence, I still love your dimples. All those I know off.

Things one can do without...

... such as a person reciting Baudelaire in a disgusting french plus Flemish accent, not pausing at interpunction but instead adding comments on the previously read in an American highschool soap english, while I try to focus the exam the day after. That I can definitely do without.

Or like the same person demanding the temporary use of Hector to put that music his/her laptop, only to delete half of it before he/she even listened. I do not expect anyone (let alone that I demand it) to like the music I like. But I would not ask someone to borrow music from him/her if I wasn't sure I liked, or expected to like what I might get to hear.
Sure you have the full right not to like Nick Cave, though I consider it a near personal insult that you don't. You may refuse to listen to what I call scandinavirock, though I have friends capable of lynching you should I venture to make such actions publicly known. Skip whatever song you like on the mere assumption that it might be classical or religious or heavy metal or a capella. But removing Elvis Costello and Jeff Buckley from your media library with as sole argument that both artists have a 5 star-rating (and that only by lack of the option 6 stars) in my media library; Blasphemy!

Tuesday, August 22

Hector

A greedy little monster that digital audio player of mine. Needs a new battery after every two days of service. Had I known I might have opted for a more expensive model with built-in rechargeable battery, now that I have him however, you'll have to steal him from my cold dead hands. Or give me an iPod nano for my birthday (hmm *ponders the above* dad? *puppy eyes*).

Personal Coaches: addition # 1

Ah there you go another one.


Name: Gregory Vanhoutte
Post: Little Brother
Function: add organised chaos to my life to which my female instinct of disinfluence by men will react with order (or so I hope)
Nickname: brother and snotty (when he can't hear me)

Kate Beckinsale




My favourite actress of the moment, and don't you dare to disapprove.

Monday, August 21

One down...



... so many more to go, but for now let's remember one down. I've just had an exam, one that I thought would mean the premature end of my academic career. An exam for which my total in hours of study and preparations would not even make up an entire day.

And I passed.

I'm never studying for an exam ever again. Ok, I will. Study. Again. If you'll make me.

Sunday, August 20

Birthday Party


I'm organizing a birthday party. Preparations are made and being made. A location has been found and approved of by the most important guest. Invitations have been send. But I fear I forgot a great many people, so anyone wanting to come over for tea and cake, you are hereby invited.

Saturday, August 19

Beta Blogger

Just in case someone hadn't noticed: I'm using Beta Blogger now. Do comment on my lay-out, it took 7 template changes and one and a half hour of fun in the fonts and colours-section to get it look to like this.

Thursday, August 17

The best of health...


... is not the state and situation of a lot of people I know and care for. Every new day brings to me the news of a new victim with a summer cold. Heads up, take care and get well if you read this guys and girls, it's my birthday in one month plus one day and I want you to be there.



P.S. Considerate as it is to want to get rid of your runny noses and headaches in order to be in tiptop shape next month, it is not necesary to teletransport your bacterias to my bedroom.

Kenneth

Kenneth Branagh

One of my favourite actors ever since I first saw him act. Thou'lt not prove my love wrong, whatever thine argument.

Tuesday, August 15

Birthday wishes

The yearly monthlong torture to write an as long as humanly possible letter in order to wish someone a happy birthday has begon. Knowing that such information will only increase the curiosity of the happy reader I am pleased to announce that this year's edition wil offer some whole new features. Don't tell me I didn't warn you.

Earful of music- episode #2

To the already vast mass of strange rules and regulations in this household, was added this morning: It is not allowed to use digital audio players before noon. God knows why, but mom knows best I guess.

Monday, August 14

Pride and Prejudice


By far my favourite and thus most reread book. Now guess what our family's latest DVD purchase has been and who is going to watch the two disc edition tonight.

Moritz


Moritz Bleibtreu

my celebrity crush for the last few months, and really how could he not be? Simply too cute.

Ludwig

After long years of being a member of a three children, two houses, one car family, my parents have considered it necessary to purchase a secondhand automobile. And now we are the proud owners of one very big bright blue car and one somewhat smaller black vehicle. Being the only non-driver in the family, it was a sad day for me. Sadder still because my motion to name it Ludwig has not been seconded.

Damn it.

Saturday, August 12

Earful of music

I've bought an MP3-player.
It has voice recording.
It also plays wma files.
It has lots of features (such as lyrics display) that I will never learn to use.
It was the cheapest 1Gb model.
Impulsive buy alert triggering feature however was the little compass, now how cold is that?

Update: I've put my first music on the damn thing, can't wait to be in Ghent, where I have my own computer with my own music collection.

Update #2: The damn thing shall henceforth be named 'Hector', fits better then 'Jorge Luis' I think.

Friday, August 11

Anonymous Encounters

"Won't you show me your face at least once, before you go?"
Diana felt the tears appear in her eyes, yet she smiled.
"I think you are enchanted by the mystery of the veil, Edward" she said " I have a very common face."


An excerpt from a book ( it being called a book is grave insult to a real book, but alas I lack the vocabulary to call it it's real name) that is being read in this family, in fact the one book of four that is currently being read in this house that is not and let's hope never will be read by me. Henceforth there will be no more need to envy me for not being the only reader in the family.

Saturday, August 5

White Socks

An uncensored photograph of myself, I who so love my anonimity, stripped to jeans and socks, the result of which can be admired above. Please make note of the pittoresque setting in the country green near my current hide-out.

Friday, August 4

I'm sorry...

... for oh so many things. For words I never meant, for words I meant but never said. For love that I felt and hate. I'm sorry, for letting go, for wanting yet not wanting. I'm sorry for being blind and lacking courage, for expecting to much and giving to little. I'm sorry for being the worst friend I could be. I'm sorry for the trouble I've been and the uncomfortable silence whenever I (if but for two seconds) hold my tongue. I'm sorry. I don't always mean it when I say I love you, but I mean when I'm saying it to you.


Once again a note to everybody and some people more in particular. I hurt you too often knowingly and willingly, being that which I am is never an excuse.