Welcome Back

Welcome Back to MEEEEEEEE!!!! (if no one else does it, I'll have to do it myself)
Am too tired to write now, but later will tell y'all about my week (and a bit) in the countryside.
One piece of news: my nine-year-old cousin has decided she is going to marry a rich man. I've decided I have to marry a Fresian man so I can live up north and be happy. Or, in the emancipated alternative (my little cousin has been heavily brainwashed by having seen ALL the Disney films there are and therefore has an excuse, but I don't) I am so going to find work and a house up there... It's lovely.

My Mother's Boyfriend

...is awesome! He went to a Caspar David Friedrich exhibition in Germany yesterday and got me a HUGE (and expensive) book with info and pictures of his paintings (as a graduation present)!! Gothic Galore!! Meso happy. And I will be able to work on my German, as the entire book is in German, teehee.

A Public Apology

I am sorry I haven't written anything in 12 days, but really, nothing at all has happened in my life: I sit around doing nothing because it is so warm and then I cook/eat dinner/wash up (at least two of these every day). And I won't be writing anything for the next week because I am going to my grandparents and their internet is broken. When I come back, I might write a report of my graduation weekend.
Have a nice holiday!!!

Why Some People Just Piss Me Off

I have just been in a text-conversation with one of my ex-housemates because I had to ask him a favour, and he just pissed me off so much! I won't go into the details, but it had something to do with a place to sleep for graduation and him asking money (this is not the full story, by the way), but it wasn't just what he said, it was the way he said it.
I know with texts (and msn) it is sometimes hard to know the real way a sentence was meant, and easy to take it the wrong way, but this guy is so good at pissing me off in real life as well that I have to wonder. Why do some people just automatically make me angry? More importantly, why does this particular guy always piss me off so much?
He is not that bad a guy (although strange with money), but in the three years I've known him, I've never really liked him, and I don't know the exact reason why. I think he smells a bit funny, he listens to crap music and tells me mine is shit ALL THE TIME (and I never say anything about his), and he's a bit of a male chauvinist pig. This is all reason enough to not really like someone, but I dislike him a strangely large amount, I think. He really really gets to me, he makes me shout in anger and want to kill him, which I think is a disproportionate reaction to an ultimately harmless guy.
So, it makes me wonder why he gets me so upset, probably without even trying/realising (although sometimes he definitely knows and tries)... Is he a bastard in disguise which makes me subconsciously repulsed by him? Am I overreacting? Am I not as mature as I thought I had become? Or am I just completely fed up with this guy who has been bugging me for too long?
I don't know, but I felt I had to share.

Oh, and another thing:

I have stopped eating chocolate, crisps and other snacks/lovely foods that make me happy in a desperate effort to lose weight, and it is making me very grumpy. I am also hungry, like, all the time but eat a sandwich rather than some crisps to satisfy my stomach. Come to think of it, might have some food now.... Only just had dinner but still hungry!!! Grrrrrr, no chocolate sucks (no offense, Leni).

*****UPDATE*****

Am eating an apple. It's no bacon and club sandwich but it may be if I close my eyes and imagine really well......

Hmmm....

I have been in Amsterdam for a while now, and feel I should post something. Anything. But the problem is, for the last few days I have been bored out of my skull.
One funny incident:
As I walked home from the supermarket (because my mum and her boyfriend both work all day I have been appointed housewife) the day before yesterday there was a couple heading towards me with their son who was maybe 3 or 4 years old. He was crying and whining a bit (I would be too, it is WAY too hot here! Stupid summer) so his dad lifted him up onto his shoulders, where the boy rested his head on his dad's head in a dramatic gesture of exhaustion and Weltschmerz. As I was looking at them the man spotted me and said: 'Never have children, ma'am!!' (Well, he said 'Nooit kinderen nemen, mevrouw!' but some of you wouldn't know what that means so there you go). It made me smile and giggle.
For the rest I have been grumpy because of the heat, although I am staying in what used to be my older brother's room, and he has a ceiling fan, so yay!

Goedemorgen!!

Yesterday I arrived in Amsterdam, today I hooked my laptop onto the internet. Life is good. No news as yet, I am going to this place where my mum volunteers, to stick stickers on things and put the things in bags. I don't know, but hopefully they have airconditioning!