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    Friday, November 3rd, 2006
    8:45 pm
    Korte levens-update

    Voor de mensen die geinteresseerd zijn, zo staat het er nu met mij voor:

    De goede dingen

    -goedkope huurwoning in Utrecht
    -nog steeds met Yoram samen
    -diploma gehaald
    -studeer geschiedenis
    -mooie jas in de maak
    -net erg leuk evenement achter de rug
    en mooie mensen ontmoet
    -heel lang geen nare dingen meer gedaan

    De minder goede dingen

    -geen huisdieren meer (alle ratten zijn nu echt dood..:( )
    -weinig sociale contacten
    -zelfbeeld dramatisch gedaald
    -mensenkennis dramatisch gedaald
    -na bijna twee maanden nog steeds veel gehoest
    -nog steeds vreselijke sloddervos



    Current Mood: somewhat sad
    Monday, October 30th, 2006
    7:00 pm

    Toen ik door mijn cd-mappen aan het bladeren was kwam ik een cd tegen met foto's die  ongeveer anderhalf jaar geleden zijn gemaakt. Het was op een of ander strandfeest en er liep een fotograaf rond die onze ego's probeerde op te krikken door heel veel foto's van ons te maken. Dit is het resultaat:

     

    Ik ben echt geen steek veranderd sinds die tijd..



    Current Mood: melancholy
    Current Music: Cure, Faith
    Thursday, September 7th, 2006
    12:27 pm
    gfh

    Current Mood: D'OH!
    Wednesday, June 28th, 2006
    5:36 pm
    Geek!


    Current Mood: amused
    Wednesday, June 7th, 2006
    10:07 pm
    Vital information just received from the "Washington Report" :

    "In an attempt to stop the spread of bird flu, President George W. Bush has just bombed the Canary Islands."



    "Turkey is next."

    Current Mood: D'oh!
    Friday, April 21st, 2006
    5:36 pm
    Ach en wee..wat zou ik toch graag naar de Fantasy Fair gaan..maar financiƫn verhoeden het.

    Current Mood: sad
    Current Music: classicfm
    Friday, March 31st, 2006
    1:28 pm
    Zelfmoordaanslag in Kedumim! Klote-arabieren!

    The suicide bombing occured when the attacker blew himself up inside an Israeli car near a gas station at the entrance to the northern West Bank settlement.

    Two of the four Israelis killed included an elderly couple - Rafi and Helena Halevy - who lived in the settlement for 20 years. Their funeral was scheduled to be held in Kedumim on Sunday. They are survivied by their four children, one of whom is a Lieutenant Colonel in the IDF.

    Another victim was Reut Feldman, a 20-year-old youth from Herzliya who volunteered for national service in Kedumim. Her funeral was planned to be conducted later on Friday following a definite identification of the body.

    Israel Radio reported that Feldman was on her way from a course in Ra'anana back to Kedumim to work a night shift in the West Bank town.

    Feldman's aunt revealed that Reut's mother objected to the youth's request to extend her national service by an additional year, for fear of terrorist attacks. Reut's friends told Israel Radio that several months ago she brought her family great pride when she identified a terrorist on his way to perform an attack on Kedumim.

    The fourth victim was a young man whose name was not yet published until his family could be notified.

    The IDF said it appeared that Israelis traveling in the car apparently picked up a Palestinian wearing an explosive belt, dressed as a haredi hitchhiker. A Kedumim official said that there was no way that the passengers could have known the man was a terrorist.

    The car, which was utterly burned in the explosion, had yellow plates and was not reported stolen, leading security officials to believe that the Israelis had mistakenly picked up a Palestinian suicide bomber, believing that he was a Jewish Israeli.

    Parts of the vehicle flew as far as 60 meters from the site of the explosion.

    The suicide bomber was identified as 24-year-old Ahmad Mashrake. He was released from a Palestinian prison less than one month ago.



    Current Mood: worried
    Thursday, March 30th, 2006
    1:59 pm
    A few days before Passover, the Israeli ambassador got up to speak at the U.N.. "Ladies, and gentlemen," he said. "I have much to say. But before I begin, let me tell you an old Passover story, as the holiday is almost upon us.
    "When Moses was leading the Jews out of Israel, he had to cross the near endless Sinai desert. The Israelite were so thirsty they could hardly go on. So Moses struck the side of a mountain with his staff and a pond appeared with crystal clean water. Now the people rejoiced and drank to their hearts content.
    "But Moses wished to cleanse his entire body. So he went over the other side of the pond, took off his clothes and dove in. Only when he came out did he discover his clothes had been stolen. And I have good reason to believe that the Palestinians stole Moses' clothes."
    At this point, the Palestinian delegate jumped out of his chair and screamed. "You lying fool! Everyone knows there were no Palestinians at that time!
    "Exactly," said the Israel Ambassador. "And with that, let me begin my speech."

    Current Mood: amused
    Wednesday, March 29th, 2006
    12:50 pm
    There was a demonstration the other day, a demonstration for free Palastine or something like that. The party consisted of old people. Yet again proof that the only people stupid enough to support the arabs are young and ill-informed, and old and demented.

                                                          

    Current Mood: cheeky
    Monday, March 6th, 2006
    12:16 pm
    Although it's not even Pesach yet, the message should be inhaled,
    absorbed and adopted!



    HOW TO CLEAN THE HOUSE

    1. Open a new file in your PC.
    2. Name it "Housework."
    3. Send it to the RECYCLE BIN
    4. Empty the RECYCLE BIN
    5. Your PC will ask you, "Are you sure you want to delete Housework
    permanently?"
    6. Calmly answer, "Yes," and press the mouse button firmly......
    7. Feel better?

    Works for me!

    Current Mood: amused
    Wednesday, February 8th, 2006
    1:10 pm



    Death of (my) rats )

    Current Mood: sad
    Friday, February 3rd, 2006
    7:02 pm
    Ik wil iedereen even bedanken voor de reacties, ik had er eerlijk gezegd niet zoveel verwacht.

    Voor alle jonge mensen komt een tijd waarop ze hun grootouders gedag zeggen. De ouderen laten hun nageslacht achter om de wereld over te nemen. Het is verwacht, iedereen weet dat zijn of haar grootouders niet eeuwig leven, maar dat maakt het niet makkelijker. Ik heb vaak het idee dat mensen het minder erg vinden als het een grootouder is die je moet missen. Dat is immers 'normaal'.

    Morgen wordt mijn opa begraven, ik weet zeker dat het een prachtige en grootse ceremonie wordt, precies was bij hem past.
    We hebben hier prachtige bloemen liggen, paarsblauw met witte rozen. Een lint met onze namen en eentje waarop (wellicht niet zo heel orgineel) staat: "Tot weerziens". Maar het is de waarheid.
    Ik zal me morgen mooi maken om mijn opa trots te maken.

    Hij was niet oud, 74 jaren. Een hele actieve man met veel plannen, die verstoord werden door een nierkwaal, die ook na een goede operatie niet voorbij ging. De ziekenhuistijd was te zwaar voor een man die gewend is altijd bezig te zijn. Een lang ziekenbed zag hij niet zitten, dus besloot hij naar huis te gaan tegen het advies van de doktoren in, die meenden dat hij hoogstens een week of twee over zou houden als hij dat deed.

    Voor mij oma moet dat heel moeilijk zijn geweest. Aan de ene kant wil je immers je geliefde bij je houden, maar als diegene daar dan ongelukkig van wordt?

    Hij had het zwaar, de laatste dagen. Jeuk, slecht slapen, wie weet waar mijn opa overal last van had in zijn nachten. Ik had afscheid van hem genomen, vorige vrijdag. Dat was zwaar. Hij zag me en zei haperend mijn naam, met een blijde blik in zijn ogen. Toen besefte ik hoe graag ik wilde dat hj zou blijven, omdat ik hem nog niet goed genoeg kende.
    Ik heb op weg naar huis aan een stuk door gejankt.

    Dinsdag is hij in zijn slaap overleden. En het was beter voor hem, denk ik. Hij is nu bij de God die hij zo liefheeft, en heeft geen pijn meer.

    Maar mijn oma is vandaag ingestort.

    Current Mood: melancholy
    Thursday, February 2nd, 2006
    10:52 am
                                    

    Dag lieve opa.


    Wednesday, January 25th, 2006
    11:27 am
    Sommige mensen vechten om in leven te blijven maar tevergeefs. Andere mensen laten de kans te overleven liggen en geven zich over aan de handen van de dood.

    Wie ben ik om hen te beoordelen?

    Current Mood: sad
    Wednesday, January 18th, 2006
    12:19 pm
    title or description

    Wat moet ik doen, kopen of laten liggen. Ze kosten 130 euro maar ze zijn zooooo mooi!

    Current Mood: undisicive
    Wednesday, January 11th, 2006
    11:25 am
    Hmmm.... :)
    What It Is
    Mark Knopfler

    The drinking dens are spilling out
    There's staggering in the square
    There's lads and lasses falling about
    And a crackling in the air
    Down around the dungeon doors
    The shelters and the queues
    Everybody's looking for
    Somebody's arms to fall into
    And it's what it is
    It's what it is now

    There's frost on the graves and the monuments
    But the taverns are warm in town
    People Curse the government
    And shovel hot food down
    The lights are out in the city hall
    The castle and the keep
    The moon shines down upon it all
    The legless and asleep

    And it's cold on the tollgate
    With the wagons creeping through
    Cold on the tollgate
    God knows what I could do with you
    And it's what it is
    It's what it is now

    The garrison sleeps in the citadel
    With the ghosts and the ancient stones

    High up on the parapet
    A Scottish piper stands alone
    And high on the wind
    The highland drums begin to roll
    And something from the past just comes
    And stares into my soul

    And it's cold on the tollgate
    With the Caledonian Blues
    Cold on the tollgate
    God knows what I could do with you
    And it's what it is
    It's what it is now
    What it is
    It's what it is now

    There's a chink of light, there's a burning wick
    There's a lantern in the tower
    Wee Willie Winkie with a candlestick
    Still writing songs in the wee wee hours
    On Charlotte Street I take
    A walking stick from my hotel
    The ghost of Dirty Dick
    Is still in search of Little Nell
    And it's what it is
    It's what it is now
    Oh what it is
    What it is now

    Current Mood: dreamy
    Current Music: Mark Knopfler, What it is
    Friday, December 2nd, 2005
    11:34 am
    Ik ben ontzettend sjagerijnig..
    Ik heb de series boeken van David Eddings uit en daar baal ik van.

    *grunt*

    Current Mood: grumpy
    Current Music: A-Ha
    Monday, October 10th, 2005
    12:09 pm
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    Friday, October 7th, 2005
    12:44 pm
    funny.. :)
    This had most of the state of Michigan laughing for 2 days and a very embarrassed female news anchor who will, in the future, likely think before she speaks. What happens when you predict snow but don't get any....a true story...
    We had a female news anchor who, the day after it was supposed to have snowed and didn't, turned to the weatherman and asked: "So Bob, where's that 8 inches you promised me last night?" Not only did HE have to leave the set, but half the crew did too they were laughing so hard.

    Current Mood: amused
    Monday, October 3rd, 2005
    10:50 am
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