My final project has been assigned for Child Psychology. In a group with three other people we have to find a child under the age of 3 and "interview" it. My first thought ? Give me 9 months to find a child ...
I understand the whole case study scenario and applying it to real life but how on earth are we going to write a compelling 10 page paper on a child who's main form of communication is a high pitched squeak ?
This poor child gets to be poked and prodded by a group of University students who are assessing if it's at it's proper stage of development. It's going to be a long day for the kid.
Oh, did I mention we have to do it over skype because we can't find a child ?
Wish me luck !
here's a tip
A couple tips for readers:
-Remind yourself daily of your New Year's Resolution
-Fall in love as often as possible
-Smile, regardless of what's going on, it will instantly boost your mood
-Always help if you have the opportunity to, you don't know when you're going to need the help in return
-Always do your homework
-And Dutch teachers may ask you if you're sleeping with your classmates
That's right folks, today my cute little Dutch instructor was asking us what we do on our free time, two students said sleep and she asked them if the slept together! Surprised ? I was haha.
Loving Dutch class, het is erg leuk!
neon glow
Note to self: if you want an early burial for any party, put student council's name on it.
Friday night was Webster's neon party at the local bar. Yes, this was my idea; what could be more fun then watching a bunch of drunk university students dancing around in neon clothes ?
To the president of student council this meant attendance of 75+, what a silly little boy. The fact that he was charging €5 to everyone who came and the idea of him being at a party made sure that less than 20 students turned out.
What was even more disappointing was the lack of effort by everyone, although it was fun to make up 50% of the people wearing neon, I was slightly upset that nobody even tried.
I wore my neon with pride and by the end of the night I was covered in UV sensitive bubbles. Resulting in this:
maybe next time I'll leave the "student council" tag line out of the equation.
Friday night was Webster's neon party at the local bar. Yes, this was my idea; what could be more fun then watching a bunch of drunk university students dancing around in neon clothes ?
To the president of student council this meant attendance of 75+, what a silly little boy. The fact that he was charging €5 to everyone who came and the idea of him being at a party made sure that less than 20 students turned out.
What was even more disappointing was the lack of effort by everyone, although it was fun to make up 50% of the people wearing neon, I was slightly upset that nobody even tried.
I wore my neon with pride and by the end of the night I was covered in UV sensitive bubbles. Resulting in this:
maybe next time I'll leave the "student council" tag line out of the equation.
Happy New Year
Here is yet another attempt to successfully keep up with this blog.
I would first like to wish you a Happy (Insert Winter Holiday of Choice) and a Happy New Year.
I would like to quickly recap the last month and a half with various pictures and short captions.
My 19th Birthday Present from my wonderful mother depicting Audrey Hepburn in Breakfast at Tiffany's.
The entrance to the Sex Museum in Amsterdam. Sarah and I went in for only 3€, we got our money's worth. This museum included a flasher, chastity belts, various pictures throughout time illustrating assorted sex throughout the ages and a rather unfortunate looking Marilyn Monroe wax doll ... nothing like the Madame Tussuad version.
The lights in Amsterdam, we were told it's a must-see around the holiday season. They were amazing.
My plan to be more organized in the new year. Note to self: Write in blog time. Whilst jotting down my class times I found that my Thursday class runs until 10 at night ... not excited for that.
Now I can dress like a REAL European ... these UGG boots are a gift from my mom and Werner ... the think they're the ugliest things ever but I've never been happier with a pair of boots.
and finally our tree, Jaspar ... he's shorter then me AND it's still alive ... It's kind of a sad looking thing but it's got character.
I apologize again for going MIA. As I click "Publish Post" I will remind myself to pencil in blog time.
I hope everybody's holidays went well.
I would first like to wish you a Happy (Insert Winter Holiday of Choice) and a Happy New Year.
I would like to quickly recap the last month and a half with various pictures and short captions.
My 19th Birthday Present from my wonderful mother depicting Audrey Hepburn in Breakfast at Tiffany's.
The entrance to the Sex Museum in Amsterdam. Sarah and I went in for only 3€, we got our money's worth. This museum included a flasher, chastity belts, various pictures throughout time illustrating assorted sex throughout the ages and a rather unfortunate looking Marilyn Monroe wax doll ... nothing like the Madame Tussuad version.
The lights in Amsterdam, we were told it's a must-see around the holiday season. They were amazing.
My plan to be more organized in the new year. Note to self: Write in blog time. Whilst jotting down my class times I found that my Thursday class runs until 10 at night ... not excited for that.
Now I can dress like a REAL European ... these UGG boots are a gift from my mom and Werner ... the think they're the ugliest things ever but I've never been happier with a pair of boots.
and finally our tree, Jaspar ... he's shorter then me AND it's still alive ... It's kind of a sad looking thing but it's got character.
I apologize again for going MIA. As I click "Publish Post" I will remind myself to pencil in blog time.
I hope everybody's holidays went well.
my favourite speech for some weekend wisdom
"Ladies and gentlemen of the class of '97: Wear sunscreen.
If I could offer you only one tip for the future, sunscreen would be
it. The long term benefits of sunscreen have been proved by
scientists whereas the rest of my advice has no basis more reliable
than my own meandering
experience, I will dispense this advice now. Enjoy the power and beauty
of your youth; oh never mind; you will not
understand the power and beauty of your youth until they have faded.
But trust me, in 20 years you'll look back at photos of yourself and
recall in a way you cant grasp now how much possibility lay before
you and how fabulous you really looked.
You're not as fat as you
imagine.
Don't worry about the future; or worry, but know that worrying is as effective as
trying to solve an algebra equation by chewing
bubblegum. The real troubles in your life are apt to be things that
never crossed your worried mind; the kind that blindside you at 4pm
on some idle Tuesday. Do one thing everyday that scares you.
Sing
Don't be reckless with other people hearts, don't put up with
people who are reckless with yours .
Floss;
Don't waste your time on jealousy
sometimes you're ahead, sometimes
you're behind...the race is long, and in the end, its only with
yourself. Remember the compliments you receive, forget the insults; if you
succeed in doing this, tell me how. Keep your old love letters, throw away
your old bank statements.
S t r e t c h .
Don't feel guilty if you don't know what you want to do with your
life the most interesting people I know didn't know at 22 what they
wanted to do with their lives, some of the most interesting 40 year
olds I know still don't. Get plenty of calcium. Be kind to your knees, you'll miss
them when they're gone.
Maybe you'll marry, maybe you won't, maybe you'll have children,maybe
you won't, maybe you'll divorce at 40, maybe you'll dance the funky chicken on your
75th wedding anniversary what ever you do, don't
congratulate yourself too much or berate yourself either . your
choices are half chance, so are everybody else's.
Enjoy your body,
use it every way you can, don't be afraid of it, or what other people
think of it, its the greatest instrument you'll ever own.
Dance;
even if you have n o w h e r e to do it but in your own living room. Read
the directions, even if you don't follow them.
Do NOT read
beauty magazines,
they will only make you feel ugly. Get to know
your parents, you never know when they'll be gone for
good. Be nice to your siblings; they are the best link to your past and the
people most likely to stick with you in the future
Understand that friends come
and go,but for the precious few you
should hold on. Work hard to bridge the gaps in geography and
lifestyle because the older you get, the more you need the people you
knew when you were young. Live in New York City once, but leave before it makes you hard; live
in Northern California once, but leave before it makes you soft.
Travel.
Accept certain inalienable truths, prices will rise, politicians will
philander, you too will get old, and when you do you'll fantasize
that when you were young, prices were reasonable, politicians were
noble and children respected their elders. Respect your elders. Don't expect
anyone else to support you. Maybe you have a trust fund,
maybe you have a wealthy spouse; but you never know when either one
might run out. Don't mess too much with your hair, or by the time you're 40, it will
look 85. Be careful whose advice you buy, but, be patient with those who
supply it. Advice is a form of nostalgia, dispensing it is a way of
fishing the past from the disposal, wiping it off, painting over the
ugly parts and recycling it for more than
its worth. But trust me on the sunscreen."
If I could offer you only one tip for the future, sunscreen would be
it. The long term benefits of sunscreen have been proved by
scientists whereas the rest of my advice has no basis more reliable
than my own meandering
experience, I will dispense this advice now. Enjoy the power and beauty
of your youth; oh never mind; you will not
understand the power and beauty of your youth until they have faded.
But trust me, in 20 years you'll look back at photos of yourself and
recall in a way you cant grasp now how much possibility lay before
you and how fabulous you really looked.
You're not as fat as you
imagine.
Don't worry about the future; or worry, but know that worrying is as effective as
trying to solve an algebra equation by chewing
bubblegum. The real troubles in your life are apt to be things that
never crossed your worried mind; the kind that blindside you at 4pm
on some idle Tuesday. Do one thing everyday that scares you.
Sing
Don't be reckless with other people hearts, don't put up with
people who are reckless with yours .
Floss;
Don't waste your time on jealousy
sometimes you're ahead, sometimes
you're behind...the race is long, and in the end, its only with
yourself. Remember the compliments you receive, forget the insults; if you
succeed in doing this, tell me how. Keep your old love letters, throw away
your old bank statements.
S t r e t c h .
Don't feel guilty if you don't know what you want to do with your
life the most interesting people I know didn't know at 22 what they
wanted to do with their lives, some of the most interesting 40 year
olds I know still don't. Get plenty of calcium. Be kind to your knees, you'll miss
them when they're gone.
Maybe you'll marry, maybe you won't, maybe you'll have children,maybe
you won't, maybe you'll divorce at 40, maybe you'll dance the funky chicken on your
75th wedding anniversary what ever you do, don't
congratulate yourself too much or berate yourself either . your
choices are half chance, so are everybody else's.
Enjoy your body,
use it every way you can, don't be afraid of it, or what other people
think of it, its the greatest instrument you'll ever own.
Dance;
even if you have n o w h e r e to do it but in your own living room. Read
the directions, even if you don't follow them.
Do NOT read
beauty magazines,
they will only make you feel ugly. Get to know
your parents, you never know when they'll be gone for
good. Be nice to your siblings; they are the best link to your past and the
people most likely to stick with you in the future
Understand that friends come
and go,but for the precious few you
should hold on. Work hard to bridge the gaps in geography and
lifestyle because the older you get, the more you need the people you
knew when you were young. Live in New York City once, but leave before it makes you hard; live
in Northern California once, but leave before it makes you soft.
Travel.
Accept certain inalienable truths, prices will rise, politicians will
philander, you too will get old, and when you do you'll fantasize
that when you were young, prices were reasonable, politicians were
noble and children respected their elders. Respect your elders. Don't expect
anyone else to support you. Maybe you have a trust fund,
maybe you have a wealthy spouse; but you never know when either one
might run out. Don't mess too much with your hair, or by the time you're 40, it will
look 85. Be careful whose advice you buy, but, be patient with those who
supply it. Advice is a form of nostalgia, dispensing it is a way of
fishing the past from the disposal, wiping it off, painting over the
ugly parts and recycling it for more than
its worth. But trust me on the sunscreen."
Holland Thus Far
So far I've been really busy with school and whatnot to be posting (sorry) so I'm going to catch you up now. School is really hectic even though I only went for 3 days a week this term. Every week we have to write a full essay, read 3 chapters and whatever random assignment my other teacher (whom I call "Sergeant") decides to assign. It makes things more hectic when you leave things a little longer than maybe I should ...
Photos of my canal-side school are coming soon, I'm on my week off.
My mother recently went for Russia leaving me with my, now 15 years old and apparently an adult by his standards, brother. Wow was that fun ... it's not that I don't love him, I tell him I do whenever I leave, even if we're fighting, but he can be a handful ... especially when grocery shopping for. I never thought it was possible for a fridge to be "empty" when it's full of food. I learned quickly that the fridge was empty if there wasn't something he could be eating in a maximum of 2 minutes. I filled the fridge with many quick made meals.
On my mother's return I cleaned the house and allowed her to come home to things like this :
I know my mom will always be happy when she comes home from Russia to a clean house and flowers ... all the rest is secondary. Also here's a picture just for Laurie, it's out of our front window on a Sunday morning:
This place is amazing and I'm so happy that I have my family here to share it with. England on Thursday.
Weekend Wisdom- Sunshine, Peace, Love
