Yeah, I know I suck...I have been neglecting you, haven't I, precious? Well, i am indeed sorry, but you have to understand my situation. I have been extremely busy lately(excuse), what with all the research and projects and assignments and Dutch fantasies and all...alright, I'm kidding. Well, actually, maybe not. Not the point.
Anyway here I am, back where I should be, posting useless, insignificant posts on the pointless musings of my life. What's with the Dutch thing, you ask? Well, its Dutch, as in the Netherlands, as in Holland, as in I know of a certain young, attractive Dutch lady who just so happened to come live at my place and sleep on my bed for an entire month... I kid you not. As you know, I have a no names policy when it comes to blogging, so forgive me if don't mention hers.
She left last week. She is a foreign exchange trainee and the 'living with a adoptive family' phase of the programme had reached its end. To be honest, I couldn't wait till she left, the little annoying ... okay, I'm lying. I was devastated. I suffered from emotional trauma. I'm exaggerating. Okay, okay, I'll cut the crap. I was very upset, because we became really close and I realised that she made for an incredible companion, someone who was easy to talk to (not easy in THAT way), fun to hang out with, easygoing, relaxed, and goddammit-I-miss-her. In this stupid country, companionship of that sort is so hard to find. Its like looking for hair under P*r*s H*lt*n's armpit. (oops, i broke my policy...I'm sure P*r*s won't mind). It really is. Most of the time, when trying to talk to people around here, you have to put on a show, you have to watch everything you say, and be ready to be prepared to be judged. You have no idea how exhausting that can be. It was not so when I was with my Dutch friend. With her, there was none of that shit. Things were so simple and honest, and you won't believe the amount of times I re-itereated that fact to one of my best friends... another one who could relate to the foreign chick syndrome.
Sigh...
Anyways, I've been bongled up with a lot of work this semester, because I kinda sorta took on more than I could possibly chew. So, if I take some time to post stuff over here, pls be understanding. What can you do anyway? Kick my ass?