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mr. wiggly jiggly i'm like mr. wiggly jiggly for almost a month, i was stretched out into all directions by some upper force ( or inner force ) and it's good that it happened (despite everything) now, i'm slowly shrinking back to normal size molecules squeezing, very strange sensation i've been here before but not quite shape permanently changed - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - for the record : rome-florence-dolomites(mountains)-switzerland(mountains)-paris-belgium(katrijn)-amsterdam it sounds so simple and marvelous and one might be fooled into the thought of "how can anything go wrong when you're in the colloseum/alps/champs elysess/whatever." BUT after a few hours when you say to yourself "god i'm in rome this is cool", you become aware of the fact that you're still the same person, and you still are chained to your 2 good friends which sometimes are fun and sometimes are plain icky, and you still have to find an hotel for the night, and you're still tired and hungry, and life is life is life is life. and i'm not gonna give you any final conclusion/summary. cause some was boring and some was fun and some wasn't and some times were so good i won't forget them and some moments were the worst of my life and i won't forget them either. so like yeah. and the fact that you're in rome/paris/amsterdam is never a bad thing, even if not always sufficient. and i'm not going to give you a recap of the whole trip like after greece, but i will share what i feel like. topic of the day : why amsterdam is so great ................................................................. i vowed to live in amsterdam sometime in my life (asap) because: -cause it's beautiful. it's built between numerous canals, and all the houses in the centre are beautiful, and you can see their light reflected on the canals. -cause on the first night on which we went to the center we got to this parade thingie, and there was this place in which you could win big dolls by throwing balls at stuff, and this 2 big tall guys were having their shot at it, and when one guy completely missed he just looked at the other guy and laughed so hard, and you could see in his eye that he was in love. what can be more beautiful and breathtaking than 2 guys in love? -cause you people walk around the streets talking to themselves acting weird and nobody gives a shit. -cause you have a millions of drug selling legal "coffee shops", and a permanent smell of marijuana everywhere you go, and even though i didn't smoke cause i couldn't, the atmosphere of "nobody gives a fuck" is cool. -cause there are almost no cars in the center, and we rented bikes like everyone, and riding your bike everywhere in your special bike lane and getting everywhere you want in a few minutes, and having fun while doing it, is more than cool. it's mega cool. -cause you see more dildo's in souvenir shops than post cards. -cause everyday i went eating breakfast in a trendy bagel place with good coffee and jazz music, and later in the day went to another even cooler place and drank some steaming hot soup of my choice. it's so trendy it's cool. and you have tons of shops selling colorful trendy kitchy shit, and places called "design is dead". mega cool. -cause you go to the "Red light district" in which you have tens of whores behind glass doors eyeing you, trying to make you the next customer, and all of it happening about 5 minutes away from the most crowded touristy square. cool. (even though watching that 40 year old asian whore is the most sad thing you can see......) -cause you don't have almost any attractions there, you just walk around the street and have fun. -cause it rains on and off for almost all year long, but never too much. dream life : moving to amsterdam, maybe with a current boyfriend/girlfriend, maybe alone, and living there in a condo. at first working in a sucky job selling food, and after a while opening a trendy art gallery or something like that. or maybe even working in a computer company. doesn't matter. and riding the bike each day to work after having my morning cup of coffee&bagel. and during the nights having a good time, going to music shows and pubs and coffee shops, and living in a condo with flatmates which change by the month, maybe having more than one boyfriend at a time. and maybe being alone and getting lonely and smoking some stoners. it doesn't matter. and being there all my life. or at least until i'm 40. oh god that sounds so fun. and fuck israel and fuck family and fuck university and fuck it all. it'll be a dream life. sure as hell. and i'll live there sometime i can assure you. the one thing that did PISS me off : i was reading in all the books about the big gay streets, and i went there alone alongwith the thought of "seeing a whole street full of gays which might hit on me will be cool". but all i found were almost empty streets and just a few pubs with gay flags hanging out of them. BIG fucking deal..... i kept muttering to myself "common gays of the world, if you want me on your side you have to convince me, common and come out of your holes!" and that was amsterdam. cool. ..................................................................... coming up tomorrow : katrijn. and there won't be a link under her name to that earlier greece entry, cause it is SOOO not relevant. ..................................................................... remember the psychometric-test? anyway i got 752. :))))). and for the those of you who don't realize it, then it's a good grade. motherfucking good grade. mission accomplished. box checked. i'm proud of myself. .................................................................. somebody told me that i have "a stream of consciousness thing going on" in this diary. pppppfffff. we once learned in english lessons that james joyce used the stream of consciousness technique. hahahahaha yeah i like the comparison. i suck :) .................................................................. today with dor we did an internet test "are you gay?". i got 29 % percent gay, less than normal even for straight guys. but that's maybe cause when he asked stuff like "do penises arouse you" i lied and said no. so like duhhhhh suprise suprise..... :) .................................................................. i missed this and i missed you all. (dana, un-bad, and anyone else who reads my diary. that in itself makes me love you, besides the fact that you're wonderful people) |