/// snow

i stepped outside parkstraat today and saw snow falling from the sky. and everything was starting to get covered in a blanket of white. a stroll through the center and just after a couple of hours, it was a winter wonderland. the musis sacrum, the pond with the ducks. white.

some thoughts while walking: the first snow of the season. remembering what professor tamke said in goettinen while we were having class, looking out the window, that snow makes everything white, as if it also renews our spirit, our feelings inside. new snow, new thoughts.

it is time for fleet foxes' tiger mountain peasant song again. later, i'm cooking dinner for m and we'll have warm chocomel. <3

red lipstick and black nail polish, i am internagellaktisch!

/// zwarte piet

I got my very first present from Sinterklaas tonight, the very first one in my life. Aafke and Jurek said they met a Zwarte Piet on the way home today and he had something for me! And to thank him, they said I could sing him a song. So I sang this with them:

Sinterklaas, kapoentje
Gooi wat in mijn schoentje,
Gooi wat in mijn laarsje,
Dank je Sinterklaasje.

Ahhhhhh. :)

/// swoon

The Chemical Brothers - Swoon (Lindstrom and Prins Tomas remix)

Just remember to fall in love. There's nothing else, there's nothing else.

If you don't believe in The End of the World is Bigger Than Love theory of Jens "Whiny Voice" Lekman, that is. :)

Ahhhh love this song. And love my BFF KT, silid aklatan, ignore/report, no self-explanations and remote access everything. And my favorite boy M and spontaneous Starbucks surprises at Utrecht Centraal (and late reactions which had a good effect haha) and Charlie Chan dinners, Radio Dept and Fleet Foxes covers and Riget nights and long mornings. Love C from Germany and surprise parcels with Katzenzungen and Prinzen cookies and half-forgotten things. Love Cola Heart and Musse and songs that make you swoon.

/// stockhome

Stockhome from Riccardo Tagliabue on Vimeo.

I have built a home for you.

/// ABTF

/// Me in "A Bridge Too Far" ///

M: Which direction should we walk?
A: There! To the bridge! I want to go to the nature!
M: Noooo
A: Why? Is it too far? (Hehehe)
M: Yes, it's too far! Yeah yeah, the "Bridge Too Far"!
M: And today's city day. Not nature day.

Hihihihi

/// 1-2-3-4-5-6-7-KINGDOM!!!

Ahhh love you so much Riget!!!

/// 12:51 4ever

/// stand aside

"The world stands aside to let anyone pass who knows where he is going."
///David Starr Jordan

Now please, MAKE WAY!!!!!!! I ALREADY KNOW WHERE I WANT TO GO.

/// to be strong

"You don't have to. You just are. It's automatic."
:)

/// katzenzungen

on my way back to kanaleneiland from the library, utrecht was enveloped in the most beautiful mist. the bicycles became silhouettes with their angled lights and their shadows. the canal was glowing blue from the lights under the bridge. the lamp posts, the witte ballons and the secret place. a tram crossing the street, and the cars and gliding like a ghost with mew in my ears. the zookeepers boy. felt like riget's opening scene but splashed with pains of being pure at heart and mew and pedalling to the beat of beach.

talked to C and remembered the coziest apartment and pumpkin soup and listening to belle and sebastian songs and painting. it's not something wrong, it just means we want to be loved. sweet dreams, give us a break please! haha

/// dansk jävlar!

åååååååååh <3 svensk4lyf!

/// the sound of this morning

Balmorhea - Baleen Morning

/// kasesouffle

Oh you are in the Netherlands - you want to eatchease ? :))

- My banker in Goettingen

/// no honorary swede

You're no honorary Swede. You're a real Swede already :)

-Olof

/// bicycles

i decided that moment that this is my favorite part of today. biking in the morning with you. sleeping in the train to utrecht, leaning on your shoulder. getting our green bikes parked next to each other, crossing the great mass of people and evading the jaarbeurs sea. and just talking. kanalweg and the kayakers, "like a hobby!" making me laugh so much, the intersection near the bridge. the cold morning air, the morning sky, and you, just an arm's reach away.

/// m & a

///into the great wide open///

/// gladiators

Sometime this summer, Love's birthday. A secret Roman temple in the middle of the woods, S:t Eriksplan. We baked rainbow colored pancakes for him, I remember Andy and Marina's macaroni salad, and being really thirsty. I remember Andreas being extremely annoying that day, in the end we didn't even talk to him haha. I rememeber showing Suzie the secret place where a Rorstrand factory once stood, those eerie broken ceramic plates still on the hill, where tall yellow flowers now grow.

Like gladiators, may we never fade away.

/// museum n8: rijksmuseum

last n8 we went to museum n8 in amsterdam, the rijksmuseum at night is still the same as it was in the daytime, but i couldn't resist seeing the nightwatch at night, and staring at meisje face to face again. i think she knows what i am feeling. we took our time looking for the slashes on the canvas, right by the dog and right by his leg, testimonies to history and crazed-filled minds.

i also said hello to the skaters on ice, an old friend. i saw that the guy peeing and pooping were still in their place, and of course the happy couple was still there, still holding hands. i'll see them again soon enough.

i saw vermeer's maids again, quietly sitting by the shadows. i saw the ships and people from the golden age, gliding. and a new favorite: a magritte-like painting of herengracht during the 1700's. and as always, we wondered how it was like living then. m was convinced that they also thought about the same things, that people even then, had the same issues (depression haha). i don't know.

what's even more interesting was what m brought up: why paintings are drawn so differently then. why we have the saying "it's like a painting". did people see the world in such a different way? or did they really look different?

and how i thought that someday in the future, it will be like that for us too. we will be in paintings and a girl like me and a boy like m would be standing by a picture of us in the rijksmuseum and ogle in wonder as they imagined how it was like living in the year 2010. like a painting.

/// summer holiday

The sound of you. The sound of the airport bus from centralstationen to Skavsta, going through tunnels and looking at the sun. The warmth of the air coming out of Eindhoven's airport. The long bus ride, the train to Utrecht. Standing by the heart and the trams. That sweet and rabid anticipation knowing it's only four, five minutes in between the two of us. Ahhh and surprise. It's you and I'm in your arms.

/// kanye west: creativity

 

JUST LAY IN BED AND DON'T MOVE PLEASE.

SOCIETY AND PUBLIC OPINION CAN BEAT THE WINGS OFF OF ANGELS.

 I TURN THE MUSIC UP AND DRINK (COLA) AND CRY.

IT'S LIKE PERFORMING MAGIC OR SOMETHING.

GO HARD GO HARD GO HARD ECHOES IN MY DREAMS.

/// missing the stop and ending up in schipol

/// youuu

http://robo.to/angelf?iid=542186

schipol, shout out louds, slussen dreams and squeaky voices. <3

/// reclamen!

WAXY FINISH! Hahahaha!



And my all-time favorite supermarket with the best commercials! Was so happy to see this two nights ago, just saw his face first and was screaming A NEW ALBERT HEIJN COMMERCIAL! and was laughing so much with M! Best spacesuit ever!

/// yes no yes no yes no yes no

http://pitchfork.com/forkcast/15025-are-we-lovers-or-are-we-friends/