For Jeroen
This post is a special one for my dear friend:
JEROEN
This is the guy that I met on A-Teens.com (bless it’s soul) in the community and we have been e-mail buddies ever since. What is so special abotu Jeroen? Well everything from the fact that he’s so nice, intelligent, and handsome, to the fact that I know him and thus by association he’s awesome. We started talked many many years ago, and it was only until last year that he asked me about doing an exchange in Canada, so I naturally suggested Mount Allison. Oddly, he showed up to the International Orientation the following September, whilst I was in Strasbourg and he spent a semester there.
Upon return to MTA I talked to my friends, and they were all surprised to know that I knew him, and that I was the one that suggested him to come here, but in addition they had countless things to say. They all secretly were in love with him, but of course his height and near to me frigidity sent them packing. I could only help but laugh at their funnies, and then tell him later of this flattery.
What is with him now? He’s becoming someone famous in Den Haag, while I’m becoming a nobody, as expected, somewhere on Earth. Wherever will accept me, frankly. Sadly him and I have yet to meet, even after all these years of being buddies. The time will come, and most likely happen my next year in France, as long as he doesn’t skip the continent at all. But in any case he’s the higest on the priority list of people to meet as of late. Meeting people is always such an exciting part of life, especially when you know so much about them and then see them in the flesh.
A huge warning to Jereon from his secret twin Thijs, although they both hate hugs and such, he better be expecting the hugest glomp (def: running-jump-huggle) ever in the near future; something that he should have forseen for the last few years. He’s intellgient and attentive enough to notice such things.
I love my dear friend Jereoen so much, like I do all my special friends who I connect well with. I also have this entry dedicated to him, since I threatened him in an e-mail, and he wants juicy details and doesn’t like how I’m so vague all the time. Well what can I dig up for him? I will make it really obvious for him and not even hide it through metaphors and other literary devices:
I recently received a very interesting e-mail from someone that I haven’t heard from in a really long time. As it turns out they are studying quite far away, and as a result have been quite busy studying difficult subjects that I can never even begin to understand or even want to comprehend. Also, they have seemed to start a new life with a new name and have become quite premiscious as a result, all of which doesn’t surprise me because we talked much about this during Christmas. In any case, this friend of mine keeps coming back at the most inopportune times, that is to say, everytime that I think I’ve severed such contact and become half calm about the situation, it just gets worse. Sad part is that I’m too kind not to respond in some form (at least not even late) to e-mails, so the chances of me getting over emotional baggage in my life is next to nill. I will never get over such things, as they are the closest that I’ve ever been to having something, but then as alwasy when it comes to me, things fall apart and do not appear to be as they are. Osky turns a page, and continues with the rest of his “life”…
Is that good enough for you Jeroen? 
I can’t give out anything more “juicy” because I have readers that are 50+ and I like to keep some privacy. In the next few posts I will have back-images and such, especailly relating to my awesome Pit Orchestra experience with Garnet & Gold’s Production of Cinderella!
Mijn nederlandse naam
Goeienaand! Hoe gaan dit, dit gaan goed, dankie!
Ik heet Thijs, prettig met u kennis te maken!
Aren’t I just amazing? My honourary Dutch/Afrikaans name is Thijs, which is the coolest name just about ever. It makes me so happy to be given such an honour, and even Jeroen my dear friend thinks it’s a super name. How lucky am I, no kidding!
So whenever you feel like treating me like a Dutch-Afrkiaans-boy, call me Thijs! :DD
Bloody Dial-up
What idiots, my stupid internet service provider. They disconnect our second phone line, and don’t switch the high speed internet to the other one! You would think that it would make sense for them to do that but noooo.. They are stupidheads!
Anyways, I am on Dial-up *gag me now* and realized that I can’t do half the stuff I want to do because everything is soooo slow! I just want to barf and then drown in it.. ANYWAYS
Everyone is going back to school now and this makes me sad, since I’m not! lol The long weekend approaches and I am debating whether to Montréal as a spontaneous trip for a few days, we shall see. As for other developments, Jeroen my Dutch friend arrived in Canada at my university for his exchange. He decided to go there since I convinced him, but sadly he went the same year that I am going abroad, sooo… Perdiciament, yes! From what I hear, he has heard very much about my ‘famous’-ness and everyone there knows me so he feels special, but he’s also sick of people telling him he’s hot.
Sigh to the people who are good looking, like it makes no sense.. You guys bitch about getting hit on, an the rest of us pathetic souls bitch about not getting hit on. A viscious cycle of visciousness it seems. Sad, but true. Oh well I told him to just don’t get invoved, since he’s only there for 3 months, and he’s shy, and he speaks good English, and the university is 80% female. I never realized it until I looked at my Facebook and most of the people there are females, and I was shocked. But when I think about it now, everyone you see on campus is girls, even in administration. Weird, oh well!
I’m glad I’m not there for a year, I can get away from all the girly-drama that they pull you into. THEY ARE VISCIOUS I TELL YOU >> VISCIOUS! BE VERY AFRAID!