things stuck in my head

date: 1079026560

mood: happy
listening to:classical music

you know, its weird.
right now i have this tune stuck in my head. and i know that i know the name. and yet i can’t get it out. ‘tip of the tongue’ syndrome. you know you know something but you can’t get it. its amazing how complex our brains are.

i had 4 hours of sleep.

not a good idea.

then i went to school and had 1.5 hours more. which was nice.

then i had a prof meeting which was nicer. she’s very cool. very very smart.

then i went home, and on the way home i listened to 2 subway musicians (i gave them a $1! first time i gave money in like, forever) play this … melody.

ta ta DA
ta ta DA
ta ta DA ta da ti da da
ta ta DA
ta ta DA
ta ta ta ti da da daaa

anyway, its classical music and i can’t remember it.
edit: i figured out the name and while the piece doesn’t start with this rhytm its repeated fairly often throughout the piece. it was written by mozart.

java, cognition, perception, language acquisition

date: 1076479935

mood: peaceful, tired
listening to:x-perience – my life goes on

lyrics of the moment

changes all around and everytime
and everything is changed in my head
i’m longing for a change
i wouldn’t beg but for a change
i never will get
i spend my time in learning
everytime i learn i turn blue into red

my life goes on
i just wanna have fun
leaving shadows into the sun

i get in troeble with some friends of mine
they´ve told me there is no need to change
we quarrel it becomes a colder time
and now im freezing down to the bones
nothing changes but i’ve lost 2 friends
and that depends on changing myself

i had a midterm to day on cognition, chapters 1,2,3 and 9. it was okay, not amazing, not horrible, i’m not thinking about it.

anyway, midterm tomorrow, on perception.

olya 2/11/2004 1:23 AM: dear god this material is so fucking boring
*Spades 2/11/2004 1:24 AM: no… this material puts Boring to sleep

my thoughts so far.
its not that bad, its just boring. its all about the little details about the muscular structure of the eye and such. shitload of memorization. i hate memorization. i hate study period, i just like the result. and my headaches ain’t going away.

thursday i have language acquisition.

its great that 2 out of 4 are done though.

not enough time

date: 1074026076

mood: weird
listening to:a-ha – take on me [techno remix]

and so i’m back into the ritual of not having enough time to do everything.

its almost 4. i should … oh good god, thinking about all the things that i should do, and all of them major – i just die considering the consequences of not doing half of them.

emailing, homework, work, and whats ironic is that i started to realize that … well, okay, people are important.

see, maybe like 2-3 years ago, not only i didn’t have a feeling of being overwhelemed by things, i didn’t have to schedule time to spend with people. it was easy to “schedule” time because there weren’t that many people with whom i kept in touch.

but now… geez, its like an avalanche. i know *counts* 3 people. like, really really well. and each of these people has a group of people who are fun, smart, interesting and with whom i want to spend time. and then there’s hesi! who is not only all of the above but beats them all in importance.
and our schedules are as mitmatched as possible it seems. grrr.

any that’s only real life. and you know, to meet people i need like 40 minutes transporation, cause im a loser like that, and i need time with them and 40 minutes back and 3 people == 3 weekend nights and then there’s hesi and aaaaaaaaaaaah.

and i should be doing my homework and not typing this.

you know what helps?

SINGING!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!1

TAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AAAKE OOOOOOOOOOON MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEee
TAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AAAKE MEEEEEEEEEEEEEE OOOOOOOOOOOOnn
ILLLLLLLLLLLLLLL BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONNN EE
TUDUDUTOOOOOOOOOOOOO OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO OOOOOOOOO

*cough*

and back to your regularly schedule life.

the house is empty

date: 1072474280

mood: very melancholic
listening to:pearl jam – last kiss

this song is playing, and i’m cold, and i dont feel sad.

its a really weird thing. the song matches … the music is happy the words are ultra sad. i’m happy i’m alone but it screws me over in the fact i dont have paint, can’t get it, and can’t start painting my room.

which is very empty as everything is gone.

… oh where, oh where, could my baby be …

Where did Ryan go?

date: 1116274069

mood: surreal
listening to:

In the middle of the night, I was walking by the sea, and baby baluga jumped out from amongst the bushes. SO one day Mr. Gregor exclaimed “Why do skater normals have no preppy either?!?!?!” So I wanted to watched. or Maybe if I wanted to watch it then I had a dream that countless historian lost their credit but i dont Remember what it was. I don’t like you but can I have your autograph. No one wants your autograph so I started to cry in the pizza shop. Where did Ryan go? He must have moved to Ohio.

*yawn* study sucks!

date: 1108712833

mood:
listening to:

i am appalled at the fact that the majority of those reading are reading solely to hear themselves mentiond (9 versus 8). as such, i demand, cast yourself forward! i thought like 5 people read this blog in the first place, scarf, maha, hesi, and 2 r/l people, one family friend in california, and one highschool/university friend (and he too doesn’t read this daily or anything). who the hell are the other 12? :p

i declare, cast yourself forward! otherwise how can i mention your names :p

update!!

i’m a losah. diny, mental, skoey, b6, alinster and proobably lush too also read this page. *faints* you people care!

okay, so that’s… like … 11 peope… that’s still mising 7 :p

update 2

one more person came forward o_O

and

DINY OMG j00 ARE THE BEST!!

i love you man *sniff*.
and yay picture.

*faints*

date: 1098752960

mood:
listening to:

it is 3 am.
i helped julien with his paper. he helped me with mine. i had a cup of tea and unpacked, brushed my teeth and settled in my bed to read some /. articles i had saved for reading.

accidentally clicking a link i find out that

i somehow have internet from my bed

i am not breathing. i pray this stays.

nin hao! or, monday, september 14.

date: 1095176962

mood: horrible headache
listening to:

allright, time to write the blog.

first off, i have a killer headache, and i didn’t have time from last night to write anything. soo, this might be a bit convulated.

okay, so we left off on sunday evening.

monday morning, i woke up around 11, made toaste with milk and the last egg left, for myself and simon (who donated the egg and some bread). drank tea, ate that, then went shopping to the cheaper supermarket with simon and mirjam.
bought:
milk, juice (some new kind), SOURCREAMYAYFORCOOKING, apricot jam, eggs, bread (shared price and content 50-50 with mirjam), 2 packs of spaghetti (it was 15 cents, and its not like it’ll be a problem to have spaghetti twice over the next 4 months :) ), TOMATOES (YAY). i think that’s it.

anyway, after coming back, i did some reading, and just plain time wasting (tv, chatting, stealing other people’s chicken nuggets – not that they were good, mind you). then i went to univ, around 3 (an hour later than i thought). checked prices for hostels in amsterdam.

next weekend i’m going to amsterdam, with simon, thomas, and jerome. mirjam and her friend possibly will join us as well (likely). francesca can’t go, so can’t other people, but we’ll see, its not like we’re setting the plans in stone.

after that checked emails, quickly replied to some, ran to class. had 2 hour class of social psych – god, i love that class, so much fun. then an hour break, then 2 hour class of chinese.

maan, the prof is funnie.

we learned how to pronounce the 4 basic vowel sounds in mandarin, and how to draw some basic characters. one of the characters is horse (pictured on the left). he was walking around the class, looking over the shoulder and telling us what was wrong:

“that’s a might thin horse you’ve got there, olya”

at the end of the class, i asked him something:

“shut up olya or you have to write nin hao 1000 times!” and then he smiles. he seriously didn’t sound like he meant it in a bad way, more like a joke. but the rest of us just went and looked at eachother like, “WTH”.

also. he shows us how to write some character. difficult.

from the classroom: “oh god…”

him: “nono, not god. just me. who am i? i am teacher. got it? yes. good.”

at this point i just looked across the room and found someone else giving me the same “caught in the headlight sof a car” look. seriously. funny, but.. yeah. he is also very unorganized, but its still fun.

what i learned: nin hao (hello, polite version, pictured on the right), ni hao (normal version). other stuff. i have like 33 characters to memorize for next week. but it sounds sooooooo weird to hear myself speaking chinese! because, the prounciation is so distinctive, that its just… instantly recognizable as chinese. fun!

after that i biked home. it was dark, cold, 9pm, and it was raining. needless to say i think i caught a mild cold from that.

the rest of the evening was shitty. i had a rotten mood, i felt sick, and life just sucked (as it does sometimes). some people went out, i stayed in, did some of the reading for tuesday’s class (philosophy).

went to sleep at 2.

tuesday, woke up at 8, ate musli with milk, made a cup of green tea, studied more philosophy (i didnt finish the reading the night before). at 10:20, i finished reading, biked to school, sat online for a bit, just relaxing, then i had my lecture at 11.

tried to not fall asleep. the classrooms are tiny, 5 people today were in class, we are all sitting around the table, and i want to sleep. it really, really, suck. diny, i took a photo of the room for you, i’ll upload later.

more photos

there. its not mine, just uploaded from thomas’ camera last night, but still, fun for you to see.

uhm… after class (ended at 3:30), i wasted time (YAY FOR RELAX AND TIME WASTE) online until 5:20, when i decided i need to do the blog. so, here i am, 5:40, i’m done.

next: check if anyone replied to my emails, if not, go home. rest, eat, relax. no classes tomorrow, w00t!