Talking about ... me?

Pushing in a quick update before the end of March.

I've been rather busy lately. Work wants to be done, thesis wants to be written, house wants to be cleaned... I only want a cold beer.

It's now also official that previously proposed statements will hold true as I happen to just have gotten my very first real job. Starting date, July 6th 2007. Yep, still quiet some time in the future but lots of stuff needs to be finished before that.

Currently I'm struggling with people who should send me to Tallin in May. However (and here comes the wise one for today) as with most things in life, if you really want them you will get them. Except for girls of course, who are as usual the exception and represent the very opposite.

Feels like Summer

Not much else to say. The weather is plain awesome these days. Yesterday, for the first time this year, people would be sitting outside the windmill as opposed to warming themselves inside like they tend to throughout the "winter".

Temperatures today are close to 16 degrees and while it won't be as hot throughout the week there might be a few more nice days to enjoy before April's forerunners hit us with unpleasant rain and cold winds.

So get out, see stuff, have a good time. Me however will be locked in all day... Work.

Talking about self-proclaimed hypocrites...

The other day I found myself walking into a restaurant ordering a Thai fish curry dish. Turned out to be hot as hell burning most of my inner organs. It could have burnt a bit more though, since there is not much use for those other parts anyway...

I'd like to sleep all day. A few days ago an overwhelming tiredness overcame me which is still lasting up to this very minute.

My unhealthy lack of writing may (please) be excused though it is highly unlikely that I will change in this matter.

Thoughts had around the January, 25th seem to hold true. Waking up from everlasting sleep would help escaping this very mess, though equally unlikely.

Someone, send me a post card please, I'm dying to hear from you.

(Or was that dying from hearing from you? Nevermind...)

Depressing

I'm not sure where it comes from but usually on Valentines day I get really depressed. I certainly have no idea why since I could not care less about this day... Oh... Okay, that's why. Mystery solved.

Yesterday a bus broke; Fortunately in the middle of the tram tracks; And even more fortunately in the middle of the tram tracks in front of my house. I had an amusing hour sitting by my window watching angry people not getting home, trams lining up, waiting for that damn bus getting pulled off the tracks. I had a great time.

Apart from that some awesome girl (Thank you sweety!!) gave me Al Bundy's Polk High t-shirt. To be seen in it's full glory above.

Oh and my last chance for a date tonight just went up in flashes this very second... *sigh*

Snow!!!

Finally some snow hit Amsterdam. Well, at least some two days ago. By now everything is gone again but me lazy took his time to get those fancy pictures up.

In the meantime Clap Your Hands And Say Yeah! had to be seen. Very boring gig. At least it was free (as in beer).

And of course the obligatory windmill shot.

Passed

I just received my CPE (Certificate of Proficiency in English) results. Got a C (translates to a 3 for all those Austrian bastards reading this) with exceptional writing skills. I am now officially able to

• advise on or talk about complex or sensitive issues, understanding colloquial references.
• understand documents, correspondence and reports, including the finer points of complex texts.
• write letters on any subject and full notes of meetings or seminars with good expression and accuracy.

So in the end my 350 euros were well invested and I can now apply for my fancy Imperial College London course on Advanced Computational Methods for Aeronautics, Flow Management and Fluid-Structure Interaction. Yay!

Wanna come to Amsterdam? Prepare to stay!

It becomes more and more apparent to me that I will not leave this city anytime soon. It is just too beautiful, too awesome and too intense to live here. And this is not only what I'm experiencing. Many people I meet were prepared to stay here for a few months, now they have been living here for years. It's almost like if this city would be consciously pulling people in it's ban. Very scary one has to admit...