Hippies from Holland

Wisdom's from a hippie family on TV:

"We focus too much on our differences. People always point out differences and tell us to embrace them. Why focus so much on differences? Shouldn't we embrace our similarities? Why is it easier to notice our differences, instead of what we have in common. In the end we are all people with a heart."

I thought that was nicely put.

peace and love.

I'm now going to continue packing.

Dear world

I am not dead. I'm just going to go a bit inactive in the bloggerworld for a while, since I have to try and fit 14 months of life in 3 suitcases. And I have to stock up on last minute impulsive buys whilst I am still in Belgium. Like that really cool bonnet and gloves at Vertias. And those really funky boots that I REALLY shouldn't buy. And a few CD's of Klezmer music at the Fnac.

yeah. you get the main idea.

To all

I'm going to be in Congo (Kinshasa, Limete) until next Saturday. My dad just packed 16 liters of water so I doubt I'll have internet.

much love!

stupid, yet funny survey from myspace

i usually don't bother about these, but this one turned out to be quite amusing:

Directions:
1. Put your iTunes, Windows Media Player, etc. on shuffle.
2. For each question, press the next button to get your answer.
3. YOU MUST WRITE THAT SONG NAME DOWN NO MATTER HOW SILLY IT SOUNDS.

IF SOMEONE SAYS "IS THIS OKAY" YOU SAY?
gimme gimme gimme a man after midnight

HOW WOULD YOU DESCRIBE YOURSELF?
black or white

WHAT DO YOU LOOK FOR IN A GUY/GIRL?
hoilili

WHAT IS YOUR LIFES PURPOSE?
singing softly to me

WHAT IS YOUR MOTTO?
obiero

WHAT DO YOUR FRIENDS THINK OF YOU?
machette

WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT VERY OFTEN?
savoy truffle

WHAT DO YOUR PARENTS THINK ABOUT YOU?
vampires in blue dresses

WHAT IS 2 + 2?
jeux d'eau

WHAT DO YOU THINK OF THE PERSON YOU LIKE?
Moyshe Halt Zikh (this means 'Hold on Mozes' in yeddish...)

WHAT DO YOU WANT TO BE WHEN YOU GROW UP?
simarik

WHAT DO YOU THINK WHEN YOU SEE THE PERSON YOU LIKE?
i'm a believer

WHAT SONG WILL THEY PLAY AT YOUR WEDDING?
Ishmael and Itzchak (eek??)

WHAT WILL THEY PLAY AT YOUR FUNERAL?
unsquare dance

WHAT IS YOUR HOBBY/INTEREST?
Ndiri Bofu

WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST FEAR?
kindergarden

WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST SECRET?
mrs. robinson

WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR FRIENDS?
creation

WHAT WILL YOU REPOST THIS AS?
bang-a-boomerang

Shocking Blue

You may think that I'm going crazy but:

My mint tea smells like campfire.

consequence: I'm running around my house with my mug covering my nose.

My forehead is a phenomenon

A while back my mom and I went to Brussels to do some shopping. Around 6PM she took the train back to Antwerp, and I took the train back to Namur.
While waiting for my train, I remarked that a train on the other side was filled with children, all going to Gent. I also remarked that they were waving to the people on my platform. Seeing their attempts did not bring forth any fruit, I carefully waved back to the little Gentenese. The small blond girl, who had taken the initiative, bounced off her seat and screamed something to her friends. Soon the window was filled with young girls, pressing their faces against the gloomy windows. Some bored boys wanted to see what all the commotion was about, and squeezed their faces against the window too. At this point, I was highly entertained by the fact that a few friendly smiles and waves could be such a big deal.

That probably also explained the fact that everyone standing around me had now moved a couple of feet away...

Rainy days

We've officially been summer for 14 days. It has been raining for 21 consecutive days.

I have complained about the rain 3 times so far. One of those times was when I was barely awake and thought it was December 25th.

These are my usual thoughts when another shower strikes:

"Rain! My hair might look nicer!"

"Rain! Great! It'll fill the reservoir!--wait.."

One learns not to complain about rain when one has lived in Utah for 1/3 of her life.