Sitting here on the couch chilling.
Yesterday came back from Helsinki, a 7 hour journey.
I’m looking out of the window and starting to realise that
I’ve got a garden at my disposal..Only sun will make that
even better! Well can not have everything.

Yesterday had an interview at the Adidas Store.
I don’t know how it went, I thought it was a nice interview,
but if I’ve got the job… I don’t know.
On monday I’ve got a second Interview
at the Prada Store, so hopefully I’m working soon!!
I want to work!!

In a couple of hours Peter is picking me up for a Limbo
Meet….Yes a meeting for all the people from the Limburg
part of the Star Wars club. I’m lookin forward to that.

Monkee here from sunny Helsinki..
Temperature like 30 degrees, sometimes a bit
cloudy and in the night rain and thunder..

The days did go by so fast. On Friday we went to Repocon a
convention with Larpers, Warhammer geeks, Magic Geeks,
a lecture from Friedemann Friese a board game designer and
a lot of geek toys!
Bought me some lovely cat ears, a key ring with mario sound,
a t-shirt and bag with a “mini Monkee on a big ass robot” on it.
From Jeroen I got a PC screen Darth Vader bobble head…Awesome!

On saturday we went to a Theme Parc, went on some rollercoasters
and into the haunted house, my biggest fear as a kid.. We had some
chow and headed up to Sea Life.. That was a big disappointment, because
all the fish had so little room to swim, it was sad to see.
In the evening we watched Hot Tub Time machine…Don’t watch it…

On sunday we went to the Zoo by boat. We went to see Monkeys,
Bears, Owls, Eagles,  Camels and other creatures. The surroundings
were nice. The whole zoo was located on an island.
After that we wondered around the city centre and went home.
That evening we watched Cloudy with a change of Meatballs…Watch it!

We watched 5 episodes of the IT crowd, I laughed my ass off, so it’s
worthwhile to see that. If you have the time go watch Inception as well.
But don’t get seats on the third row, you will strain your neck and do not
watch it with foreign subtitles, you’ll miss the first couple of minutes cause
it’s  in Japanese I think.

Today we went on a Tourist boat through Helsinki. It was wonderful to see
all the islands with a lot of big ass houses. One even had a seaplane infront
of it. Damn! And the sauna’s, you’ll lose count even if you try hard.
Now sitting infront of my laptop, giving you this update…Chilling, being a
bit tired. Don’t know what tomorrow will bring..but on Thursday I have to
take a plane back and check in at 7 a.m…..Ow dear..

My karma at this moment is bad! I mean really bad..
Yesterday took a train at 14:00 pm to Schiphol, I should’ve
arrived at 16:00 pm so I could check in and have some time
left to chill out…You’ll understand, that didn’t happen.
 
In the train to Eindhoven the driver of the train made an
emergency stop. My redbull flew off the table and I felt that
we drove over something..My first reaction “don’t look through
the window, bloodsplatter will come soon..” but “thank god or
something” that didn’t happen. But we stood still and the conductor
mentioned by intercom that we hit something…

http://www.nu.nl/binnenland/2298004/vertraging-botsing-trein-en-vrachtwagen.html
Disaster one, you’ll understand that obviously…

After waiting till Doomsday before we could leave the train, we waited
for a taxi. It took the driver  an hour to get there I think.
Before the taxi a woman arrived with a van, wanted to drive a few of us the the
Central Station of Eindhoven so we could make the next train to Schiphol.
It was hectic, every stoplight was red, everyone was slacking on the road.
We arrived at Eindhoven Central, ran to the platform, almost lost my pants
(I lost a shitload of weight), arrived to find out there was another accident and
no trains were headed to Schiphol. And now?

I called Jeroen, his reaction ”Take a taxi now!!”
For 140 euro the taxi driver would take me to the airport,
normally you’ll pay like 300 euro with a regular cab from Eindhoven to
Schiphol. He drove me, I was sitting next to him terrified with the biggest
question of them all, Will I make the check in..

I arrived, payed the taxi driver, ran inside, almost lost my pants again..
Got at the check in and the girl behind the desk said, relax! You’re on time..
Those words were like magic to me. I’m on time!! Checked in my bag, got in the
plane, met a nice girl sitting next to me and enojoyed the screaming of 3 kids
in the plane..Damn!!

I was exhausted..I got out of the plane, I was standing on Helsinki ground!
I was so happy meeting Jeroen at the airport.
After a bus ride of  45 minutes we came home and had a nice walk
through the centre of Helsinki and after that went to bed…I couldn’t sleep…

Tomorrow catching a flight to Helsinki!!
I can’t take the situation anymore..
I need a different environment and I will have
that by tomorrow evening.

My friend’s already filled his fridge with Rekorderlig!
A strawberry-Lime cider I drank in Copenhagen.
Awesome drink, everybody should try it once.

Now I can’t sleep, one of the great mysteries you’ll
undergo when your life is one friggin’ disaster..
So I’ll be one ugly ass zombie by tomorrow,
hopefully customs will not deny me access to the plane.
They can be afraid that I’ll order brains on my flight..lol.
Well I’ve got enough time to sleep during the day.

I will continue listening to music now, ’till my battery is
dead. Next post will be from Helsinki \o/

It’s obvious, When it rains, it pours..

Today had some trouble with forms, so I have to wait
’till my new adress is valid..I have to wait for those forms.
The Housing Association has to aprove that I can live with
my dad ’till I found my own place..Yes I’m not joking..
So now I can’t find a job at The CWI because I’m not an
official citizen..

So I thought let’s find some nice, affordable places on the
interwebs I can rent when I’ve got a job again…
Well happy happy joy joy..
The only places affordable: for people with the age of 18-23 or
people with the age of 50+
Discrimination comes in all shapes and sizes..

I’m glad my mother invited me for a ride on her Suzuki Intruder
so all my sorrow could fly away for a couple of hours.
Now I’m at my dad’s home, thinking about “What to do now”
Sleep? What’s that : (

Tomorrow I’m packing for Helsinki..searching for my stuff in
big bags in my room or in boxes in the attic is going to be my
main occupation.

Where’s the simple life? Please can my simple life report itself
at the main desk..It’s time to begin!!!

Even geen zin in Engels en ik wil dit toch even kwijt,
ondanks dat ik nu echt omval van de slaap.
Ik heb gelukkig internet van de buren voor even en
ik zal zo af en toe eens een update doen totdat
ik permanent eigen internet heb.

Gisteren verhuisd, het was een hel zoals ik al in gedachten had.
Er staat nog een klein beetje bij mijn ex en dat wordt over dik
twee weken opgehaald door een vriend van me die het even
langs komt brengen, want ik hoef daar niet meer te zijn..
Even genoeg zelfpijniging voor mij, want ik woon weer bij
mijn vader in huis.

Begrijp me niet verkeerd, het is een schat van een man,
alleen veel te bezorgd zonder emotie maw erg bot en praat
graag. Zou ik opzich ook wel doen als mijn verloren
dochter ineens weer bij me kwam wonen en ik al tien jaar
alleen zou zijn met mijn kat.

Punt alleen is; ik heb niet voor deze situatie gekozen, nouja
ik heb de keuze wel gemaakt, maar alleen omdat ik voor mijn
gevoel niet anders kon. Ik bedoel je wordt door je ex het huis
uitgeknikkerd en dan? Ik had niks meer om voor te leven in
Utrecht en de enige plek waar ik aan dacht was….thuis…voor
zover het ooit thuis is geweest voor mij.

Nu heb ik na een awesome dagje Efteling met Eefje en Kim,
het rampgebied, ook wel mijn oude kamertje genoemd, uitgeruimd.
Ik heb het bed gedraaid zodat ik meer ruimte heb en een bank en bed ineen,
omdat ik om kom in kussens die ik in al die jaren gekocht heb om mijn
huis mee op te leuken..of comfortabel te maken…of hoe je het
ook wilt noemen.

De eerste avond bij mijn vader en we liggen al meteen in de clinch.
Ik hoop dat ik snel wat anders vind….

It was like the last supper.
Karel invited me for a farwell diner at “Pronto Pronto.”
A nice restaurant where Karel and I went before like almost a
year ago after an afternoon of shopping for lunch.
That time it was to celebrate a succesful shopping spree,
now it was to say goodbye…

I’m nervous if everything will fit in the van tomorrow.
I’m glad that Mark and Arnoud are helping out too.
Fingers crossed that I’ll be able to close this chapter tomorrow.

Well I could’ve driven to my dad again yesterday with Mark,
but I thought it was a better plan to go to Toomler,
a Stand-up comedy place in Amsterdam.
I didn’t know which stand-up comedians were performing, but
frankly I didn’t care. When I saw Mark’s face when he realised one
of the comedians was Reginald “D” Hunter, I knew I had come up
with a master plan.

We ate some Tapas before the show started, after we’d come up
with the plan to sit infront of  the comedy club waiting for half an hour,
because we were too early, enjoying the rain, lightning and wet people.

The first comedian was Shazia Mirza. She was kinda funny, I wasn’t
that amused by her. There was one girl in the audience who didn’t
understand English. She continuously was shouting “what did she say”
to her boyfriend, that made the performance for me a bit annoying.

Another thing; she was talking to her English “fans” almost all the time.
Something like: You Dutch people will not understand this, but this is
very funny for the British people, they will understand this.. Well funny,
haha…not…

Reginald “D” Hunter was awesome. Mark had a big smile on his face,
when we were on our way home. Even now that I’m in such a crappy
phase in my life, I can say that I still have great ideas! YAY!

412 km zitten erop. In 2 dagen op en neer gereden en er liggen nog wel
wat spullen, maar volgens mij kan ik ”with some help of friends” zaterdag wel over zijn.
De grootste dingen komen nog wel.

Volgende week donderdag vertrek ik in mijn eentje naar Helsinki om een vriend te bezoeken.
Een week in Finland, misschien precies wat ik nodig heb denk ik. Altijd handig een
klote periode afsluiten door gewoon 1600 km te vliegen om een week helemaal ergens
anders te zijn. Ik hoop dat ik me dan ook wat relaxter ga voelen…

5 dagen geen eten, 5 dagen overdag alleen thuis, vreselijk om eerlijk te zijn.
Alleen inpakken is echt bleh! Maar aan de andere kant vind ik het heel moeilijk
om nu de deur uit te stappen en het gevoel te hebben  dat het leuk is om
buiten te zijn. Als ik iets te doen had wel misschien…

Ik blijf gewoon door spuwen, iedereen is druk bezig en ik zit hier in
mijn eentje mijn leven bijelkaar te rapen en in dozen en zakken te douwen.
Dat ik het uberhaupt voor elkaar gekregen heb om uit bed te stappen is
een wonder…Ik had er echt geen zin in, heb ik nog steeds niet, maar ik
haal toch steeds ergens de kracht vandaan om me niet te laten kennen en
door te gaan. Is ook wel het enige wat ik kan doen..Zweet loopt over mijn
rug, tussen mijn tieten en in mijn bilnaad, wat een geweldige timing om je huis
leeg te moeten ruimen.

Mijn spullen zijn nu grotendeels ingepakt en ik realiseer me ineens, dat ik echt
de enige ben die dit huis heeft aangekleed. Het is nu 1 sobere toestand..ik had het
aan moeten zien komen, voordat ik besloot in dit huis samen te gaan wonen..
Liefde maakt blind he…Had ik mijn bril toen maar op gehad…

Ik moet mijn leven maar eens heel drastisch gaan veranderen..