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The strangest thing happened today.

I got a pathological need to clean my desk, and I decided to tidy this desk tidy thing I have but never use, and I found an old MP3 player in it. Usually when I stop using MP3 players, it’s because they’re broken, so I figured this one was as well. I decided to connect it to my computer anyway, and it worked! It was still full of music, it started charging and it worked and everything! But the thing is, now I can’t remember why I stopped using it. That thing is like two players ago. I had an old iPod Touch after it, I think, and that broke and now I use a Creative ZEN my parents gave me. But why didn’t I go back to this one when my iPod broke? I can’t quite figure it out. 

Hair dyeing will have to be delayed by a day, ‘cause the shops were closed. And why were the shops closed? BECAUSE IT’S THAT WONDERFUL DAY OF THE YEAR WHEN EVERYONE’S LIVES HAVE TO BE INTERRUPTED BECAUSE THE CHRISTIANS HAVE TO CELEBRATE THE CELESTIAL DEPARTURE OF THEIR BEARDED LORD. AAAAARGH.

Overexcited. Going to dye my hair tomorrow. First time ever, which means I’m also slightly terrified, but I’m sure it’s gonna be fine. And it’ll be red! I’ve wanted to do this for so long. Any advice?

Very productive day of reading Vonnegut during confusing and incoherent lectures. 

It’s actually much more boring to edit my own thesis than it should be. God, I hate reading my own work. It’s never good enough.

I am weird in several ways, one of which is that I tend to have periods where I can’t really read anything at all. I think they coincide with my pseudo-depressions. I just don’t have the concentration or the will. Like always I get out of those black holes, and I am currently in a bookworm period. Which is lovely. Between writing my thesis, classes and mentally preparing for exams at the end of May all the way through June, I need something that keeps me going, and currently I’m reading as much 20th century American literature as I can get my hands on. I’ve also made myself a reading list. 

A few days ago, I finished To Kill a Mockingbird (quotes from which I’ve got lined up in my queue) and I adore it, it’s a fantastic novel. My father’s actually a bit like Atticus. And I’m not just saying that.

Currently I’m reading Slaughterhouse-Five by Kurt Vonnegut, which is fascinating so far. I can’t believe how America’s modern-day image seems to be dominated by ridiculous politics and Hollywood bimbos when its writers have created such masterpieces.

Slaughterhouse-Five isn’t a huge novel, and I’m flying through it. Next up’ll be The Great Gatsby by F. Scott Fitzgerald, which I’m very much looking forward to. I also acquired J.D. Salinger’s Nine stories, but I might save that one for the summer holidays. Some other books on the pile are The Bell Jar, Brideshead Revisited, Sophie’s Choice, novels by D.H. Lawrence, Equus, The Remains of the Day and some Tolstoy. 

But last century’s American literature is very high on my list, I really seem to be able to relate to those works very well. Don’t know why. 

In my Bachelor thesis I’ve indulged myself and named two chapters after J.D. Salinger works, one after a Doctor Who episode and gave the whole thing an edited version of Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind’s title. I mean, why the hell not? View high resolution

In my Bachelor thesis I’ve indulged myself and named two chapters after J.D. Salinger works, one after a Doctor Who episode and gave the whole thing an edited version of Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind’s title. I mean, why the hell not?

I wish there was a what’s-going-on-is-there-a-party-happening-a-few-doors-down-or-are-there-just-people-debating-really-intensely website I could go to. 

GUYS LOOK Okay. So today was Queen’s Day in The Netherlands (or KONININININNEDAG as John Green called it), and normally that day is just like any other day for me, I’m not a big party person. But I hadn’t seen my parents in a while, and there was a flea market on a street near my house, so my parents came over to see what was happening over there yo. Mostly it was quite nice, as these things always are, but at some point people started to get annoying. Especially because there were hundreds of them. But I did find some pretty amazing stuff. Nine books, from Voltaire to Dickens to Aristophanes to D.H. Lawrence to Styron to more Dickens. And I found this videotape of David Lynch’s Mulholland Drive, which I have to watch for a course this week. It was 50 cents. Score. I would post pictures of everything I got, but I’m lazy and tired and that’s a lot of work, and also I JUST CAN’T BELIEVE I’M GOING TO WATCH THIS MOVIE ON VHS. It’s so retro. I don’t even know if it works.  I also got a reproduction of Monet’s Women in the Garden which I bought for € 2,50 (or rather, my mum did). I don’t know much about Monet, I just liked the picture (which is, after all, what art is about, isn’t it?): And, seeing as my parents are pretty much the best people in the world, they gave me a Laurel & Hardy DVD collection before we even set foot in town. Just because. Today was a good day.   View high resolution

GUYS LOOK

Okay. So today was Queen’s Day in The Netherlands (or KONININININNEDAG as John Green called it), and normally that day is just like any other day for me, I’m not a big party person. But I hadn’t seen my parents in a while, and there was a flea market on a street near my house, so my parents came over to see what was happening over there yo. Mostly it was quite nice, as these things always are, but at some point people started to get annoying. Especially because there were hundreds of them. But I did find some pretty amazing stuff. Nine books, from Voltaire to Dickens to Aristophanes to D.H. Lawrence to Styron to more Dickens. And I found this videotape of David Lynch’s Mulholland Drive, which I have to watch for a course this week. It was 50 cents. Score. I would post pictures of everything I got, but I’m lazy and tired and that’s a lot of work, and also I JUST CAN’T BELIEVE I’M GOING TO WATCH THIS MOVIE ON VHS. It’s so retro. I don’t even know if it works. 

I also got a reproduction of Monet’s Women in the Garden which I bought for € 2,50 (or rather, my mum did). I don’t know much about Monet, I just liked the picture (which is, after all, what art is about, isn’t it?):

And, seeing as my parents are pretty much the best people in the world, they gave me a Laurel & Hardy DVD collection before we even set foot in town. Just because.

Today was a good day.