I'm a fountain of blood in the shape of a girl. You're the bird on the brim, hypnotised by the whirl

Jul 18, 2004 23:05

I hate Sundays. they're like a last respite. although we won't do anything in school apart from having breakfast and saying bye I'm still worried and can't relax. why? I don't know. these days and weeks are supposed to be the best of a year.
I tried to get myself in the right mood today by listening to all of my Dutch/Belgian CDs. forget Scandinavia, forget Brit Pop (OK maybe not) but that's IT. I love Belgian/Dutch art. drawings and music. it's so simple but at the same time different. for example Soulwax or Millionaire, the way they combine guitars and electronic music. I love it. I can't wait for Soulwax's new album. but is it possible to make more songs as good as Much against everyone's advice, Conversation intercom, Too many DJs, My cruel joke, Saturday, Salty knowledge of tears,....?
I wanna go there now. I can't wait for Knokke, Brugge, the boulevards, the beautiful cities, the sea, the nice sea temperatures, friendly people, the food, Cherry Coke, the shops, tons and tons of magazines everywhere, the TinTin shops, the yummy Australian ice cream, the cheap perfume and make-up and just everything (except for tourists). everything's so different although it's so near. I could really get used to staying there if I lived in our house and had internet so I could buy CDs and DVDs from amazon. the prices in their shops are ridiculous.
I watched the "World Equestrian Festival, CHIO Aachen" on TV for the first time in a few years. such a shame we didn't get tickets anymore. it's strange to see that everyone's still there, all the people I got auographs from. hardly anything changed except that there's a new generation of horses. I miss spending every weekend in stables and at tournaments no matter how small or, in Aachen's case, big they are. nostalgia alert. next year I'll be there again. in 2006 we'll even get the World Championship! I'm already finished with school then. I better don't think about that.
bye bye
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