Okay, from the past week, I’ve been kind of like a tour guide for a few days for my friends from Canada, Sweden and the UK. But living here in the Netherlands, that doesn’t mean I don’t take any pictures myself. In total, the four of us made about 900 pictures in about 5-6 days. Not bad at all.
One of the pictures is this one of the Dutch wind mills at Kinderdijk (near Rotterdam).
Thanks: Liz Tiffany hazel Priscilla: It’s a Canon PowerShot G3. Saffe: I guess so. A tour guide that gets lost now and then, though. Kelly
Picture: Taken today, at one of the faculty’s clinics.
As a first-year university student –I’m one for the gazillionth time– you experience the same things over and over again. The same things a little bit different. Again, I’m a confused part of hordes of other confused first-year students.
At the beginning of the year, all first-year students still attend all classes (in a few months or weeks, attendance will drop significantly). Most are present on time (in a few weeks or days, most will arrive late). Most are already sleepy, with all the professors showing their PowerPoint presentations, I mean, lessons.
Yes, life as a first-year student is hard.
Replies: Liz: Practicing at the clinic is one of my obligatory classes. Tiffany: I took my camera to class, hehe. Paul: Tja, weer eens wat anders he? Michelle: Bijna altijd. maureen: Yes, should stick with the fun part of it. Nana: ^_^; dice: Yep, I guess you’re right. jen2: Eep. Rosa: Haha, I hope I don’t have any terror teachers. marc: I had those removed by a jaw surgeon. It was… interesting. Haha.
Friendships can fade so fast. I never see my friends from high school, except for that one reunion last year. Let alone elementary school. But some friends I still have contact with: friends from university, who I see a few times a year.
It’s seems even harder to keep contact with friends who live in different countries or even continents. Like the people I met in the three weeks in Taiwan two years ago. All of the people who live in the Netherlands, we had a few meetings/reunions. A couple people from Canada and France visited us here. I even met some of the Taiwan-goers in Canada.
And tomorrow I’ll meet friends from Canada, Sweden and the UK again.
It’s so nice to meet friends again.
Thanks for your comments: maureen dice Tiffany Bella marc Michelle. Replies: Tiffany: It can be harder with uni people, because when your classes are done, you usually just want to head home. So that’s it, except for the breaks. Liz: Yep, we’ll have fun. Kelly: At least you have some old friends there. Better than nothing, eh?
There are smileys and Japanese smileys. A typical example of a “normal” smiley is – Two dots for the eyes, and a little arc for the mouth. A typical example of a Japanese smiley is ^_^.
The first smiley shows that it’s the mouth that’s smiling. But it’s not always the mouth that’s only smiling. Which you can also see in the Japanese smiley: it’s the eyes. But then again, the Japanese smiley only smiles with the eyes.
Smile with your eyes and your mouth. Straight from your heart.
I think I finally figured it out. The mystical, the most important, the one thing that makes a girl so (physically) beautiful. So plainly and extremely beautiful at the same time. The thing that makes a girl shine, that makes a girl light up the room when she enters it.
Immensely more important than boobs or butts. More important than clothing, hairstyle. More important than make-up, bags or shoes.
It’s the smile.
Replies: Tiffany: back! Liz: Thanks. Lisa T: Dank je, meisje. Michelle: Als dat zo was dan was ik niet uniek. marc: I thought about that too. This post was to be continued… Priscilla: Thanks. En ja, ik was ook naar indonesia :).
Some kind of fruit, I took this picture two months ago in Indonesia.
Hunger for more
Past few months, up until the end of the summer holidays, I’ve been sleeping in a lot. Aside from my trip to Indonesia, I didn’t do too much. Or anything at all. Going to bed late and sleeping in, sleeping irregularly and thus eating irregularly. Sometimes I skipped either breakfast (was sleeping) or lunch (just some snacks).
But now, since classes started, I really notice I need my breakfast and I need my lunch. Need to sleep early as I have to get up early for class. I wonder if my skinny, skinny body will gain a little bit of weight.
Probably not. I need the energy for the whole day and for all the information my brain needs to hold in.
Friday last week (3 September), I met up with my Canadian friend Raymond. Cindy was his tour guide earlier, but had to go to some classes, so I was the appointed tour guide for the day. And the city was Utrecht.
Now, I hardly ever go to Utrecht. If I do go there, it’s not much further than the main train station and its direct surroundings.
So we wandered around, looking for the famous Dom there, kinda got lost, made a few detours. Other than the Dom, I had no idea what else there was to do except to wander around the shopping streets. So, the moral of the story is: don’t let me be your tour guide on a day tour in Utrecht.
Filling in some forms, getting some books, and an injection. Not a too typical way how a school year starts. But that’s what happened anyway, last Thursday. Tomorrow is my first class.
The reason the 3-day China Festival Rotterdam was so good, was that there were some performances held. A few dances by the cutest little children from Shanghai, and a few people playing traditional Chinese instruments. But as you can see in the picture, the dances were just so cute.