17 July 2014 - Adventures in minecraft
Hazmat suit :)
I had all sorts of cool dreams last night. I would say the coolest was the one where I was browsing clothes to buy. The clothes I see in my dreams are always so awesome looking. And I mean, literally everything is looking amazing. There is not an ugly pair of anything in sight.
If you are still taking pictures of yourself posing with booze bottles, you may have never left high school. Bonus high school points if you are posing in the bathroom mirror.
This is really getting exhausting. I am finally on summer break, and it is my first real vacation all year (10 months). Sure, we have two weeks off at Christmas and several days off in spring, but those weren’t really breaks at all. It has to do with the way the Dutch school system works.
In the American system, all of our classes, exams, and projects are completed by the end of the term. That means everything school related ends before your holiday starts and you have nothing to worry about until classes start up again. This is absolutely not what I have experienced since studying in the Netherlands. Yes, I had those days and weeks off during the school year, but I had to use that time to complete projects, write reports, and study my ass off for exams. THERE WERE NO BREAKS. Not for me.
Part of the problem is me and the fact that I am an over-achiever. Plenty of students do the exact same thing I do and find time to have fun on weekends, socialise, travel, and do whatever it is they do for fun. I just can’t though. If I have something to do for school, I feel compelled to put my entire focus on that. And in the weeks approaching deadlines, I cannot even bring myself to complete basic tasks like cleaning my room, feeding myself, or washing my hair.
And in that way, my education has begun to feel like a sickness, a disease, like something I need to go to rehab for. I thought my third year would be less stressful than the last. Unfortunately, It was way more stressful, especially the second semester. I would never choose to relive any of it, ever again. I have one more year to go. I only have to complete two internships and then I am done. I won’t even start thinking that it is going to be less stressful - I don’t want to be disappointed again.
4 July, 2014
I sat in my chair and I can’t get out! I hope you’re comfy, little minecraft dude.
I haven’t been on Tumblr for some time. I log in and all of a sudden I’m following 73 blogs? And my feed is full of a bunch of uninteresting crap? Yeah right. >< *grumble grumble* I see now what the “suspicious activity” message I got when I logged on was all about.
23 December 2013 - Merry Christmas, Charlie Brown!
I didn’t get to go home for Christmas this year, so I am spending it with Martijn and his mom. This is my first Christmas away from home, and over all, it isn’t so bad, but it takes a little more effort to get into the holiday spirit - and even with the extra effort, I’m still not really feeling it.
In an attempt to bring some holiday cheer into the house, we decided to go out and get a tree. We had a couple cards stacked against us: 1) This is the Netherlands, and ginormous, overdone anything isn’t really their style. Small houses, small yards, small cars, small Christmas trees. 2) It was 2 days before Christmas, so all the ‘good stuff’ is pretty much gone.
As to be expected, what was left looked more like pathetic Christmas bushes than Christmas trees. But then I found this beaut’! I immediately told Martijn “we have to get it!”
"I mean, look at it! It’s the living embodiment of the Charlie Brown Christmas tree! If you walk away from this tree, that’s it. We are its last hope, no one else will buy this tree!”
10 minutes and 10 euros later, we were stuffing it in the back of the car and driving home.
It’s not such a bad little tree, either. After some love and decorating, it’s actually really pretty.
17 September 2013 - Spider buddy
Did I save my roommate from a spider, or save the spider from my roommate? I dunno, but I like him! He’s a biggun!
Oh, and I’m pretty sure that if my mom saw him, she would die.