When I was younger a TV network in my country aired episodes of Star Trek every Saturday. Star Trek: Voyager, to be precise. At the time it quite sucked me in, even though I knew nothing about it or its backstory as when I started watching the series was already at least midway into its run.

When I started babysitting at the beginning of the year, the guy I babysit for and I discussed quite a bit of our TV preferences, as he has an extensive collection of series and films, and wanted to know if I enjoyed any of them. Somehow we got onto the topic of SciFi and  I mentioned that I liked Battlestar Galactica and Defying Gravity.

A few weeks later, he had Star Trek, and I totally got into watching it again. I watched the first two episodes of Voyager and an episode of Deep Space Nine, and I must say that I’m totally addicted to Voyager again. It has even prompted me to acquire Star Trek: The Original Series, which I also got into.

Needless to say that I am not quite a trekkie, even though my siblings think me crazy.

I’m really starting to get influenced by the fact that it’s the end of the year. It’s making me really, really tired and that’s something I can’t use right now.

My exam on Monday didn’t exactly go well, and it’s all my fault since I just couldn’t concentrate. Preferred sleeping. I actually preferred sleeping so much that I even missed my physiotherapist appointment. Now I’m rather scared to call the practice, because you know, it’s not exactly a reason >.<

The worst part of all of this is that I still have approximately six more weeks to go. I think now is the time that I should start drinking coffee. XD

It’s the Miranda Rights of the internet! (Which I came up with in the shower, because I’m just that awesome)

You have the right to not put anything on the internet if you don’t want to, however, anything you do say can and will be quoted whenever another person on the internet sees fit and it will be used in a trial where we determine whether you’re an idiot or not.

You have the right to defend yourself but it may harm your credibilty if you do not mention in your original post something which you later rely on to make yourself look better.

You have the right to threaten people with an attorney, but unless they are actually doing something illegal it won’t help much, and will only make you look like an idiot.

This is going to a post that contains a list, because I like lists, and I have no time to write an actual blog entry.
So, today was a good day, because:

• The weather was AWESOME. A nice breeze, lots of sun and it was warm.
• I got to stay in this morning because one of my lectures was cancelled. I spent my morning in bed
• When I explained something with a German sentence to my German friend I got complimented on my accent.
• Our lecturer who didn’t show up on Friday and made us wait for 20 minutes, did show up today and told us loads of interesting things about glomerular filtration.
• I bought new shoes They were cheap too!
• I bought a kickass birthday present for my mum, because it was from a good brand and at half the price. Still wasn’t exactly cheap, but not expensive either.

So those are all the reasons today was awesome Hopefully tomorrow will also be awesome

Over the course of the last weekend I have had two mildly amusing things happening to me.

1. Whilst I was going home on Friday afternoon I experienced something I had never experienced before. Namely my bus driver taking a wrong turn. He was supposed to take the third exit on the round about, but the took the second. This was quickly solved by him doing three right turns, but it was rather funny.

2. I was passed out on my bed on Saturday morning, when my mother let the cat into my room. She said as she always does: ,,A visitor” and then waited for me to respond as I was somewhat awake. My cat obviously wasn’t so sure, because she jumped on my bed, walked all the way to where my head was buried in the pillow and nudged my face with her nose, as if to check if I was still alive. When I lifted my head and grunted, she was seemingly satisfied and left for my top bunk. My mum was satisfied as well and left me to sleep till eleven-thirty.

So yeah, mildly amusing stuff. I hope you’ll get a smile out of it

Today I had the best day I’ve had in a while. Enjoying yourself in the company of others sort of takes a back seat when you’re busy with exams and catching up with work you should have done earlier .

Friday my day was not so good, starting with an exam that didn’t really go according to plan, and ending with what shall henceforth be known as the Friday Fiasco. The Friday Fiasco has been on my mind since it happened, and it was nice to get away from it today .

I spent the day with my aunt, uncle, insanely cute cousin, and their cat, who doesn’t really seem to like me all that much. When I arrived we had some lunch and I helped my cousin with the gift I bought her (a wooden elephant she could paint and put together) and after lunch we went to a playground where I watched my aunt and uncle throw snowballs at each other, as well as my aunt being chased by my cousin, who would try to throw snowballs at her.

Before dinner the three grown ups sat on the couch, and my cousin sat/hung on my lap, which was really cute and really nice. We watched Mr. Bean’s holiday, which I hadn’t seen before, but now really like. My cousin and I also managed to persuade my uncle to let us watch a Winnie The Pooh movie. I found out later why he wasn’t enthusiastic at first; my cousin had seen the movie so often she could say all the lines and sing all the songs almost word perfect.

After dinner when I was on the way home I had the only down point of the day, although it was a very large down point. You see, I spent the 2 hour long train ride back to my city in a train which couldn’t have been warmer than 10 degrees Celsius! It seriously made my feet hurt and I had to buy a hot chocolate to get warm again.

That was the only damper on my day though, because other than that it was pretty awesome! Everybody needs a cute 4-year-old cousin

I thought it would be interesting to share a but of my writing with you today. This is a piece I wrote a little over a year ago for a contest on a website. Unfortunately, I never found out who won. Oh well. It’s a little shorter than a hundred words according to MS Word, and to be honest, I’m still not sure what I think about it. Weird, huh?

Whatever she once wanted, whatever she once needed, she didn’t want or need it any more. All she wanted was a kiss.

His lips were so close, she could almost feel them. She wondered how they would feel on hers as she watched him talk.

What he was saying was not important, she wasn’t paying attention anyway, she just watched his lips move. They were perfect. Watching them move was perfect.

She leaned in closer to him, pretending she couldn’t hear.

He stopped talking. She mustered all of her courage, and took a chance.

She kissed him.

Over the past few weeks our cat has been sleeping in my room. Mostly she’s been sleeping on my top bunk, or on my mouse arm, or on the end of my bed. Recently she’s taking to sleeping on top of me. Like so:

That there in the back of those incredibly grainy pictures (used my laptop webcam) is me. I’m trying to look at my computer screen, and breathe at the same time, which is sort of impossible, since the cat was right in my face.
She’s done it again, by the way. She came to sit next to me on my bed, and then stared at my breasts until I made room for her to lie on them.

I love, love, love Christmas! And when I say that I don’t mean that I love getting gifts, or that I go to mass at twelve a clock on Christmas eve. When I say that I mean that I don’t give a hoot about either of those things: I’m not religious, and presents are exchanged at Sinterklaas.

What I love the most about Christmas are Christmas songs, and I don’t mean the religious ‘here comes baby jesus’ types of Christmas songs. I love funny, upbeat and catchy tunes! Some of my favourites: ‘I Want A Hippopotamus For Christmas’ (I don’t have a clue who sings it unfortunately) and ‘Why Couldn’t It Be Christmas Every Day’ by Bianca Ryan (she’s got some voice).

What do you love most about Christmas?

My oral exam was today. I passed!

I have a new unfavourite word though: demyelination. Try saying it once, and then imagine having to say it on average about three times per sentence for five minutes. Whilst saying it wrong for the first two-and-a-half.

I was very embarrassed, though my assessor had nothing but praise for me.