“Wat doet u achter het Centraal Station / is het de dood soms die u zoekt?” *

The Winston was cool. It is in the very red heart of Amsterdam, it’s doors well-bouncered. When TC and I entered Retarded already was playing. Apparantly, it had started earlier than we thought, and we missed Wiseguy. But Retarded ROCKED BIGASS! Then the Apers came on stage. It’s always nice to see them again. They played a lot of songs of their new album (which I don’t know yet because I don’t have it) but TC and I bounced our heads, shook our asses and enjoyed the music. Yeah.

I saw my former crush again, Joe C. from Wiseguy. A year ago I was so much more naive or something. He’s still cute and all, and he even remembered TC. She’s so loved.
We danced with weird boys who asked to have their butts kicked because of their behaviour. I just want to point out that I’m not a violent person except when it comes to people who are drunk and or stoned who touch you on purpose. Yeah.

TC and I walked to the Korsakoff. It had a bit of a “raw” look with iron doors and lots of metal stairs. The crowd varied immensely. There were the slipksnotters, metalheads, R&B’ers, dreadboys, gothgirls, and everything in between. The music varied as much as the crwod and no matter what music it was, everybody danced! Yeah.

We quickwalked back to CS where we were way in time for the 03.10 nightbus to Hoorn. We slept at 04.35 or so. And this morning afternoon I will travel back home. I bought sunglasses in Amsterdam, my train is now approaching Utrecht, and I’m wearing my Retarded Tee. “Back to lose”. Yeah.

*) Translation: “What are you doing behind the Central station / is it perhaps death you’re looking for?” – Acda & De Munnik from their song “Niemand Sterft” [aan liefde]: “Nobody Dies” [from love]. I like Acda & De Munnik and coming to Amsterdam CS always makes me remember that song. Yeah.

dull/dazed

Getting ready and books.

I finished reading ‘White Oleander’ on my way home. It’s a very good book, in English even more so than in Dutch. Though it has started my brains to rant again and I still wonder what “to redeem” and “redeemer” means. This has been bugging me since I first saw Queen of the Damned. Ah well. I’m just to lazy to look it up.

I think I’ll start on ‘Diamond Throne’ next, it’s supposed to be good. But I’ve also been meaning to re-read 1984 and I want to read the Silmarillion. Decisions decisions.

It feels like a Sunday but it’s really only just Saturday. That’s what happens when I get a holiday and plan so many neat stuff that I lose track of the days. Going out on Thursday and Friday didn’t seem to help either. I called my mom whether she wants to come over for tea tomorrow. It’s been ages since I’ve seen her. I’m planning my upcoming week carefully. Monday I have to visit the market for cloth and fabrics. Then, school, as well as Tuesday. Wednesday I want to go to Rotterdam, meet up with my stepmom for coffee or something and then buy army boots at the Dump. As far as Mr. Finn knew, it’s still there, and I neeeeeed black boots. Because on horror Friday I’ll travel to Oosterhoutbeekwhatever for Formanterra! It’s really near! I have to pack, work out, etc etc. Why do I make my weeks so stressful???

Anyway. To-do lits are good (o.O…ozjish’ influence becomes visible in my spelling!) for planning.

Saturday Finish cooking, eat, work. Hopefully not get blisters from my new shoes.
Sunday Clean house, do dishes, hope for mom to come over for tea, finish tale of Tis. Work.
MondayGo to market. Have drama presentation. Watch Tv-presentation of our items. E-mail Wouter. Print tale of Tis. Work on costumes. Work out.
TuesdayFollow classes. Be bored in school. Work on costumes. Work out. Do laundry so I can take clean clothes to larp.
Wednesday Buy IC boots, meet up with stepmom. Work on costumes. Work out.
ThursdayMake list of what to take to Larp. Follow classes & be bored in school. Play guitar. Work on costumes. Work out. Pack bags.
Friday Pack bags. Follow classes & be bored in school. Travel to Formanterra. Larp. Enjoy larp. Hehehehehehe….

I’ll be off now, eat and go to work. Byeies.