Suprise Test

Note to self: remember that day planner that you write EVERYTHING in ? The thing you never leave home without ?
READ IT
Then when you sit down in Dutch class the mid-term won't be such a shocker.

Back to what's new, my friends have decided to re-name me "Grote Moeder Theresa"
Imagine trying to explain to your teacher in Dutch how you don't follow Mother Theresa and you do not behave like her ... spreken in het Nederlands.
I simply said:

Ik ben niet Moeder Theresa
Ik ben niets als haar
Het is een grap

And she looked at me with a very confused look then went on to ask everyone about there most recent bar experience ... oh the joys of living in the Netherlands.

Good Morning World

It's one of those days where I don't really want to do much ... so here's a video

Can you believe that girl used to be a Christian Music singer ?

Ouch

Dear Evil Dentist;

Although you may have been Jack the Ripper in a former life, this does not excuse the fact that you inflict SO MUCH PAIN.

I would first like to address the fact that my teeth are in fact attached in my mouth, however, after my visit with you it feels like dentures are on the horizon for me. Your little pick tool is not a stabbing device or a way to slowly tear my gums out of my mouth. I would also like to tell you that the giant sore at the side of my mouth is not a good place to hang your mouth vacuum from.

For future reference I can pour mouthwash into my own mouth and my face is not a canvas for your toothpaste painting. I put make up on not to give you a clean base but to make myself look more attractive while I deal with my monthly breakout.

Finally, you are an evil man and my chest is not a resting place for your elbow or cleaning tools so please, I'm already feeling claustrophobic enough, get a damn tray.

Thank-you
The Girl Who's Mouth You Cleaned Today

Psychology Final ?

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.

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.