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Monthly Archive for July, 2007
“Oh wacht ff, ik heb geen zin om al m’n sleutels mee te nemen.”
Ik pak de voordeursleutel en de schuurdeursleutel en vertrek op mijn fietsje richting de stad.
Rond een uur of twee, kwart over twee, kom ik mijn straat ingereden. Als ik bij de schuur m’n sleutels pak bedenk ik me ineens: “Shitfuck, ik heb de centralevoordeursleutel niet meegenomen.” Gevuld met hoop doe ik toch de schuur achter me dicht en loop naar de voordeur, aangezien die af en toe namelijk niet goed afgesloten is. Maar helaas..
Ik loop terug naar de schuur en de miezer wordt regen. Ik moet nu m’n sleutel gaan halen bij me moeder. Ik roep nog een keer “shitfuck” als ik me besef dat ik haar voordeursleutel natuurlijk ook niet bij me heb. Na drie keer aanbellen doet er eindelijk een slaperig hoopje mama open. Net voordat ik weer naar buiten stap komt m’n broertje thuis. Sorry ma!
Dus… dat was mijn eerste nachtelijk sleutelavontuur, ik hoop dat er GEEN meer zullen volgen. Domme ik!!!
It was my last day of work today! It was strange really… For four weeks, I worked there with mostly very fun colleagues, and now it’s over. Actually, I was kind of sad to leave some people behind, to never laugh with/at them again. But the work itself; I’m glad I’m done with it. This was enough. Next!
FINALLY!
Here they are, all my pictures from the last 1,5 month in the US.
It took a while, but now I’ve got something to show!
On another website as usual: http://picasaweb.google.com/ploenk
Start at the bottom.
I used to be a Catholic. At least, that’s what my parents tried to make me. I was baptised and got some fancy names, I had to do Communion and sing in a church choir. But I never really believed in God. I had my biology and history classes in the back of my head and I just didn’t believe in going to heaven or whatever.
I got out of the choir and going to church and at some point, and I knew I was finally done with it. I was growing up and making my own decicions, and the church wouldn’t be a part of my life anymore. I felt relieved. No more stupid talking about things I didn’t believe in.
A couple of years later, a few years ago, I became interested in the bible. Not because of any sudden arisen faith in me, but because of the fact that so many people read it and know what’s written inside of it. I went to the library to find one, I knew there must be a bible somewhere in this house of books.
But I didn’t know where to start. I saw bibles all right, but it seemed they were all different, and did the bible really consist of so many different books? This was too hard, I didn’t want to read the thing that bad. I gave up and didn’t think about it anymore.
Of course, on Whitworth, it all came back. Also on my further travels, faith was often the talk of the day. And in my job now, with people from so many different cultures and with so many different beliefs, I had to think about my reading the bible wish again.
This weekend, I visited my best friend, who works in a library and knows everything about books and writers and books and… the bible. I had a look into three of her bibles and concluded that I indeed want to begin reading one. It’s not as hard as it seemed.
In three weeks, she will have an old copy for me. One that the library doesn’t want anymore. Finally I will read a bible, for the first time in my life! I’m curious.
I’m not good in making friends.
Because of that, I don’t have that many friends. I have tons of acquintances, but not even a fistful of real friends. I mean, I want to go out tonight, but I have no idea who to call.
Maybe my definition of a friend is too tight?
When I meet somebody, first, I have to like this person, second, I have to find this person interesting, third, we have to get a connection, fourth, we have to stay in touch and fifth, we have to see each other frequently in real life.
When all of this happens, in whichever time span, I call this person a friend. Then, I can call this person when I want to go out on a Friday night.
So, at this moment, it feels like I have no friends at all. I know this is not true, but since my two real friends are on vacation and my sister is occupied tonight, it does feel like that.
So, how do I meet new people and make them my friends? I don’t know, help me!
And, call me when you want to go out tonight 