{01092001}I have been feeling like a 'normal' 19-year-old these past few days. Normal, in that I never worried about how I was feeling. I am working on making this a habit.
On Thursday, having finished my last half day of work -joy-, I went to Leuven and registered for university. I don't think there are many people who are more looking forward to start than I am. I have always wanted to do this, I have always done this, now I'm going to get a degree with it. Ideally I would *marry* this study...
When I saw my time schedule however I for the first time got a little scared. I realised it is going to be tough. I am now well enough to do most things, but concentration still wears me out. Attending lectures is enough to deal with already, but where will I get the energy to study for hours after that? I do know in the end it will be okay - just thinking about it now makes it appear like a real big thing.
Add the fact that I *refuse* to stay at home at night in a city so stuffed with nice places to go out! ;)Yesterday I went to Ikea with my mum and my brother. I bought some things for my new room. I don't really know how big it exactly is, but I am hoping I will be able to bring my own bed. How attached can you be to a piece of iron?
We had lunch in the Ikea restaurant. If you have ever been there, you know this place is always crowded by kids. Most of them screaming. While the others went to fetch our food I sat down alone for a while and observed them. Some of them were just perky little bastards, others were quite adorable. I caught myself smiling and grinning while watching a group of 3 year olds eat ice cream in that classy way kids eat. And I swear I saw this two-year old actually hitting on an elder woman - she must at least have been 6, 7 even. This is hard prove for the fact that macho-type behaviour is innate.I know I am not ready for it yet, but I really do want a baby, lol. It must be so darn special. Lets say in about, approximately, ten years? Whoever was intending to marry me, please count in both of us :)
Having come home I slept for about two hours and woke up to the weirdest dreams. Sleeping over day tends to do that. Then I went online for a little and had a bit of a hassle with two close friends. I am sorry about this... I think I was in a genuinely bad mood, combined with the fact that I had only just woke up and felt easily offended.
In the evening I went to the pub. I went there by bike, which made me feel somewhat proud. Half and half I had planned on going to a party with Katherina, but in the end never felt up to it. Which I do regret, because I feel we haven't seen much of each other late of. We talked on the phone earlier on, talked seriously and were all giggly and girlish at the same time. If you ask me, male friends are fun, but they can't really compete with women. In some things anyways.
The pub was fun, I talked to a few people I had not seen for some while and had a good laugh with some of them. Christophe and Tim always amuse me. *grin*
Later this guy offered to massage my feet and for some reasons I let him go through with it. I felt only a little weird for having my bare foot stick out in the air in the middle of the place. I know I promised to make fun of him in this entry, and he pretty damn well deserves it, but at the moment I can't be bothered to think of a nice way to get back at him. He's a friend of Sam, bless him :)*
~Poem of the day:~
Droefheyt heeft mij bevangen,
Rouwe heeft myn hert gheraeckt:
Daerom met groot verlangen
Mijn ziel, Heer, naer U haeckt;
Dat Ghy myns sult ontfermen
Ende met u ghenaden aensien:
In u bloedige armen
Wil ik altyt vlien.
Katharina BoudewynsSorry, translating this to english strains me past the compass of my wits.
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~Quote of the day:~
"School starts in only three, no, in two days... that's the day after tomorrow... Oh, now it's got a name already !"
My little sister Maike. She can be quite funny.*
~Music:~
Cradle of Filth (Dusk), Keltgar, Nightwish, Tool.*
How many babies do *you* want?
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