My understanding of the Japanese language is still amusing. lol. Tomo however has made it his target to master the language by the age of 30. Yes, the big 3-0. I wish I could have had the luxury to not celebrate my birthday. Would have loved to say, that, I chick, was simply too horrified at the number. Such things are wishful thinking.

He truly is a target-boy. I like that. Oh surprise there… I’ve got 4 targets I’m working on. Japanese is not even on my list because you people have to move that island closer before it’s of any practical use for me. On the other hand, let’s not. We know Japan is the plug that keeps the bathwater in. One of my targets is to finish my propedeuse in 8 months instead of 2,5 years or 1 year for a day student.

I’ve been writing a lot of Dutch texts these days and found out how much I hate writing it. The spelling might be correct, the interpunction is ‘so-so’ and has to be checked on over and over, but the real pain in the ass is that I use a lot of Germanisms. Well, some people would say I’m half a German just from where I live anyways. lol. I let my mom read my texts and she’s like: “noes, you is doin it rong!”. Besides that, after 30 years I can’t even find words in Dutch anymore, instead I use the English word. Even in conversation I’m like “random” when I mean “willekeurig”. I think in English, I blog in English, I speak Dutch like a German that’s not refusing to speak English. haha.

I speak English very well, aber nicht so schnell, maar dat komt nog wel.

Awww, what a slightly sad entry. Well, it’s not like he’s the only person that feels that way. My hobby is making my parents rolly-polly fat like little piggies for christmas time. If I don’t cook for the holidays, I feel like it doesn’t feel like christmas either. Once I was too busy working, that sucked. Whenever I look at happy couples near christmas time I basically think one of two things: a. Tempting, but would need to put a paper bag over the face and b. They’re going to fight as soon as they get home. Now that’s a sad reality. Where was that man today when he just proved he can toss a thing or two on his plate? I would have needed about 6 of him. lol. I’m one of these chicks that dares to order the 750 gram steak in a steakhouse on a date without any shame at all. Sometimes I think I should start dating again just to see the face across the table while I’m gobbling that one. lol. Surprisingly, it’s the chicks at the next table with their dates looking at you asif you just did something unbelievable: not the guy you’re with. Usually they just smile and tell me “Finally, a woman that doesn’t say ‘I’ll have the salad please?’. Perhaps, when it comes to that time, me and my friend will just feed each other and that one (yea you), she’ll just eat.