Tuesday, November 29, 2011

Two weeks left

Two weeks left til I fly back home to Alabama for the holidays. That is nuts. We're looking at flights on Tuesday, the 13th of December. Since I'll be using the buddy pass, I'm gonna have a better shot at getting to go stand-by if it's not too close to Christmas. With any luck I'll get bumped up to first class again ;) Oh I can't wait to see my family and get doted on the entire first week I'm back. Famjam chrimas party is that Saturday (or Sunday?) and those are always a delight.

Yesterday I talked with Ineke about my flight plans and my future job plans. Since there's still no guarantee that Robbert is getting this job he's been looking into, we both decided it'd probably be best for me to go with this family in Hannover, Germany that I've been in contact with. My main job will be to help the eldest son, Kilian (who is 8 or 9), to learn English. I'm feeling pretty positive about it all. They have offered to drive to Rotterdam to pick me up in Germany, so that I won't have to tote ALL my stuff (including the pc I bought here) to the States and back again. Very kind of them.

It's still weird knowing I'm not going to be living in the Netherlands much longer. Haha. Csilla, Asta, and I all thought we were definitely gonna be here for a whole year and all three of us are moving-- well, Asta's already moved back to Iceland.

That was strange, too. All last week I was in such a funk, a depression with all the symptoms I was so familiar with my sophomore year at Auburn. I was really afraid I'd be stuck like that permanently. I'm so glad that was just a temporary phase. But the timing was awkward in regards to my farewell to Asta. I felt so hollow and blasé for her last few days here. I was faking a smile all Tuesday and Wednesday and when we were at my house to give her back something I had borrowed, I came back outside with it and we had our farewell goodbye and she was crying and I felt no emotions. Yea... definitely glad I no longer feel like a robot.

Regardless, this is the Asta I will remember: the one eating ice cream in front of 9gag.


I think it's somewhere between the 2:23 and 2:42 minute mark of The Unknown Guest that makes me realize just how much I love Cynic. Eight days til the show with Chimp Spanner (yes ma'am!) and Hypno5e  (whoever they are). I have a feeling-- a good feeling-- that there's gonna be next to no one at the show. There was barely any crowd at Rotterdam Deathfest and that was an all day affair on a Saturday. Next week's show is on a Wednesday and... for some reason Cynic's not all that popular here. But ohhhhh! I can't wait. :) The new album was initially a bit of a disappointment-- they've lot almost any sense of "metal" and have gone in an almost-entirely progressive-space-rock direction. But whatever. Paul Masvidal will forever be my hero. <3

And I like this picture of Csilla:
Csilla, writing a letter to my mother in BED, which is open as a cafe during the day. 

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