June 13, 2013 at 20:19 (Uncategorized)

Although I’ve been away for such a long time and although I probably should be studying real hard right now, I got the fabulous idea of writing a new post. For anyone who reads this at least, because you know what they say: “Out of sight, out of the heart”. At least that’s what the Belgians say. I just translated it.

There is a new love in my life. Part of me keeps thinking that it’s probably been there all my life, but now it shows. It’s travelling. Not just the usual “I’ve seen the Eiffel Tower” kind of travlling, but I mean the real thing. I have big plans, you know. I will see the world, even find out the secrets hidden back there in ol’ North-Korea.

Intermezzo: I’m now -at this very moment- realising that I’m actually writing a new post for my blog because sometimes people just get the urge of having to write and then they just have to, they must, and they start making very long sentences, but it doesn’t matter, because all they keep doing is wiriting, and suddenly it feels good, it feels like you don’t want to stop and this will go on eternally. But you have to stop eventually. Writing, that is.

About the travelling, though. It might be everyone’s passion, but there is this thing. Today a friend and I were eating student food in a cheap student restaurant, because we are only poor students. Then suddenly, this girl starts to hand people magazines. It always bothers me when people do that, because these magazines or flyers or whatever they give us are always the most boring things one can read. Anyway, I opened it. The first word I saw was “reizen” (travelling). Under this word stood the more specific word “Albanië” (Albania). So, I told my friend -since we were already talking about going on a trip, but not knowing where to go and with whom to go and when to go and so on- very enthusiastically that we could go to Albania. And that’s when  we started planning on going to Albania. Even though the reputation of the country isn’t the reputation of Norway. Nobody actually wants democracy, right? (At this point, I can start about North-Korea again.)

I’m not going to write any more today, because I want to start with a new, not too long post. There is only one interesting fact that I’d like to share with the world, or at least with the ones who are still unfamiliar with it:

‘James while John had had had had had had had had had had had a better effect on the teacher’ is a grammatically correct sentence. (If you need an explanation, please let me know!)


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Buda / Pest

September 18, 2012 at 20:58 (Beauty, Culture, Other) (, , , , )

Hello everyone!

Long time no see. Last week I’ve been to Budapest. And that beautiful city has now become my ultimate source of inspiration fot this Random Female Blog. It was a female trip – me and a female friend. Unfortunately Budapest is such a huge city that is was impossible to see everything (I didn’t even visit a museum, and only one museum shop!). BUT do not fear: I have gained some information that I want to share with all my dear blog friends.

– Budapest was a Soviet state and each time you see something weird and old, you blame the communists.

– In Budapest you’re supposed to tip the waiters. 81% of that money goes to the state, the rest is divided (between the waiters, that is).

– The metro is so old that you might think it doesn’t ride anymore, but for some magical reason it still does.

– Also, the metro is so loud that you can’t talk to the person who’s sitting next to you.

– Budapest is actually Buda and Pest. The two are separated by the Danube. Die schöne blaue Donau (the beautiful blue Danube). Unfortunately for Johann Strauss the Danube isn’t very blue. It’s quite brown. But beautiful.

– 17% of all Hungarians live in Budapest. That is 1.7 million Hungarians. You notice that: the city is awake at every moment of the night and the day.

– In Budapest you hear ambulances every two minutes. It’s not so weird, what with the fact that Hungarians don’t like riding the way they should.

– Buda is quiet and hilly, Pest is busy and flat.

– There are eleven bridges between Buda and Pest. Hungarians – or at least the ones that live in Budapest – believe that if you walk all eleven bridges, it will bring you luck. I did two.

– Hungarian men are the most beautiful men in the world. I wonder why I live in sad, ugly Belgium.

– If you accidentally make eye contact with an Hungarian, they don’t stop staring.

– Actually they also stare when you’re speaking Dutch. They llok at you with a look that says: ‘Alien?’ .

– There is no place on Earth where food is as cheap as in Budapest. They pay with forint – no euro! One euro equals approximately 285 forint.

– There is no place on Earth where people are so friendly. Of course, we were two young females. Consider that.

That was a little bit of Budapest, right there in that gray, sad, boring room you’re sitting in. Just to spread some joy!

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This is the End of the Beginning

June 7, 2012 at 21:46 (Other) (, , , )

This is not the end of this blog (of course), that already happened before. No my dear friends, this is the end of my school career. Two weeks of exams are coming, starting tomorrow (!), and after that I’ll be free for the rest of my life! Wow. And don’t try to deny it. Don’t you dare say that if you have a job life gets worse because in my mind it doesn’t. Life will only get better and I will live happily ever after.

Anyway, I had to sit down for a while the day before yesterday, because that was the day that I realised it’s done. Over. Fini. I was sitting there and suddenly I felt quite… empty. Today was the last day I had to get up at 6.30 (A.M.!). I will have to get up at 6.30 sometimes in my life, but it will never be the same because the last few years I had to do it systematically. And now it’s like someone told me: you don’t have to do it anymore. Without me expecting that ‘someone’ to tell me that.

What is really interesting is the fact that whoever might read this might think: you are so naive and you have such a boring life and why are you telling this? Answer: because important moments in my life are worth sharing with everyone, even if that person is not interested.

PS: next year I’m going to study further, so I’m not really done with all that stufying after the exams. I’m just not obligated to do it anymore! Which is good, you won’t hear me complain.

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May 29, 2012 at 20:47 (Other, Uncategorized) (, , , , , )

I had this view on statistics: they were always true and shocking. Now maths changed that. Statistics can be calculated, they’re always wrong, it’s always wrong on your tests and they’re actually really boring. Still, I have found some statistics worth sharing.

– There are slightly more males aged 12 to 24 living in New Zealand than females. But there is some good news for females living in New Zealand: the pattern reverses with age. My maths teacher would disapprove and let us calcute with mathematical things like InvNorm or LinReg (I don’t understand them, but I look smart now).

– 2101 suicides were registered in 2005 in Australia. Nearly 80% of them were males (why?).

– The most shocking one, that I know of since two years ago: 75% of the Belgian children doesn’t know what Holocaust means. Once a teacher of us asked the class if we knew what the Holocaust was. Half of the class population raised their hands. (!!) When the teacher asked Thomas (who raised his hand): “Prove me that you know what it is. What is the Holocaust?”, he answered: “It’s the Big Bang, of course”.

– One girl in a class of 5 doesn’t speak English (based on true facts: my class). The problem is: we study English a lot, because we study modern languages. The biggest problem is: when she has to say ‘United Nations’ she says ‘unit nations’. AND she was one of those who didn’t know what the Holocaust was. This makes me cry.

Conclusion: statistics makes you cry.

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Alive (and a little bit kicking)

May 28, 2012 at 20:34 (Other, Uncategorized) (, )

A while ago you definitely noticed that I stopped writing on this blog. Why was that? Well… First of all I didn’t have any inspiration (still don’t have any) and writer’s block might be the most cliché but also the most true reason of not being able to write anymore. Second of all I must admit that I felt like the blog wasn’t popular (I still feel that) and when I thought about Justin Bieber who has all these ‘Beliebers’ I felt quite sorry for myself that I don’t have any. (It’s of course not the fact that I’d like to have some Beliebers, but if JB has them, then I want/deserve them too!)

So this will be the first post of – maybe – so many others. That depends. It’s just to let you know (whoever you are) that I’m still alive and kicking. Maybe the next post will be today, maybe tomorrow, maybe Toyota. (NO REALLY, that was the worst joke I ever made, you might not even get it…)

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God is definitely a Woman

January 20, 2012 at 22:08 (Other) (, , , , )

Sometimes it’s a good time to wander around in thoughts, when you hear nobody anymore and nobody hears you, because you’re silent. Then, maybe, your mother calls you and because you were so far away, for one moment you think it’s God who’s calling you. You hear your name, and the first thing you wonder is: Is God a woman?

That makes me think. If God were a woman, this would happen:

– Priests would be women, too. Which means that the whole church-thing would change. The decoration would be better and it would smell nice in there.

– No one would understand a word about being a Christian, because it’s a scientifically proven fact that women are complex.

– The Bible would change, too. Eve would come first instead of Adam. Adam would be made of one of Eve’s brain cells. They’d have two daughters indstead of sons. The wife of Noah would build a boat, because she’s a strong, independant woman. Mozessa would be the name of the woman who split the sea. And, of course, Mother Mary woudl have a daughter instead of a son,too. Her name can be Jesus Christ, because that makes it easier for us to say Jesus Christ! when we’re upset/surprised/amazed/… (I’m surprised how much I know about the Bible!)

– God is a woman. No one has ever proven that God is a man. The thing is: God is just smart enough to pretend she’s a man, but really she isn’t. That’s why all the things I just said didn’t happen

That’s of course not what it’s all about. It’s about what you were thinking when you were wandering around in thoughts. People think all kinds of stuff, and most of the time it’s about their own dull life. About breaking up with your boy- or girlfriend, about how much you hate your job, about friends who aren’t real friends, about how much they feel lonely, and so on. To be honest, I’m only interested in such dull thoughts when they’re mine. Same for dreams. I personally find my dreams very interesting, because they contain people I know and situations I like. Others have dreams about being attacked by giant pigs (true story!) and that’s not something I want to hear. Strange thing: I never have nightmares. Last week, I had a scary dream, but it wasn’t a nightmare. I knew what the dream was about the day after, but now I’ve simply forgotten all about it. Life can be hard.


Footfootfootnote: I’m an atheist. I say this because I want people to have a certain image of me. A good one.

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Ceci n’est pas un Post

January 18, 2012 at 21:38 (Uncategorized)

I’m back. That’s a short kind of way to say that I need no further introduction.

I’m gone again. I made a whole post, then my laptop broke down (which is, of course, the first time it did that), and now my post is simply gone. I don’t understand. I’m really pissed now.

I better go.

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The Blue Bus Is Callin’ Us

January 3, 2012 at 01:30 (Other)

There is no good way of starting a post without any inspiration. Because of the fact that I don’t have (ehm, excuse me: never have) any inspiration, and of course because of the fact that if I see my latest posts I feel a little embarassed, I think it’s time to take a break.

This feels a little bit like when Ross and Rachel were on a break. (For the ones who feel a little bit confused now, you should watch Friends.) The only difference: I am not in a relationship with my blog and I will not cheat on her (her = my blog, because she is a random FEMALE) and she won’t say that we weren’t on a break after all, when in fact we were.

If you really feel like you can’t live without me, you can always send me an e-mail. I’ll be back. Refreshed. Someday.


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January 1, 2012 at 02:54 (Other) (, , , )

Every hour it’s New Year somewhere in the world. It’s already happened here. Haha, eat this, America, where everybody lives earlier!

This is what our humble firework looked like.

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Guess What?!

December 30, 2011 at 23:47 (Uncategorized) (, , , )

The first one who can guess the right place, that means: where this picture was taken, wins a prize. The prize will be my endless respect, since I don’t feel like ging some material stuff.

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