Well, this sure has been a long while...
I failed my first year on the uni due to some personal events, but I set that all aside and tried to take some fresh steps. This wasn't all that easy. Specially not when I still was only getting 15 minutes of sleep every night for 5 years straight.
In the summer vacation I decided to just go all blank in my mind, at least trying. With little success. My mom tried to help me a bit by taking me to Groningen where there would be an exhibition of a Chinese Terracotta army and a second exhibition of stuff made by Chinese artists. It was fun and the exhibition where beautiful, specially the terracotta army. Also we went for some shopping in Groningen. Unfortunately the shop I wanted to go to was closed due to vacation. A damn shame, cause I wanted to buy an original kimono which they sell there.
So that didn't go exactly as planned, but then again.. What in life does go as planned? In any matter.. summer vacation was fading and I still needed to find a new uni to go to. I didn't want to change my choice in study; physiotherapy. So I had to find a school without a lottery. And I found one, a bit expensive but it should be worth it. With my work I'm able to pay for it.
So a new school and a new beginning. Too bad for me the school turned out a bit preppy and I am (according to others) a Goth. With others words.. I wears loads of black and spike wristbands as where the rest of the school follows fashion. Not entirely a problem, cause the people there are quite friendly. Though many give me looks in the way of 'what-the-hell-is-she-wearing?' at least my classmates accept me for who I am. And a few guys from higher classes do check me out. Specially the guy with long darkblonde hair and a goatie (sp?).
But too bad for them, I already have a boyfriend. I met him last year at a concert. He and his friends didn't know the route to the building, saw me walking and asked for directions. The rest of the evening I joined them. From both sides it was a bit like love at first sight, but both didn't say anything. Untill the 5th time I saw him.. In the meantime I had held contact with one of his friends. But anyway, the 5th time we talked from 23.40 till 03.30 in front of his house in the freakin cold. And at the end, we kissed ^^.
A weird way, but hey; "take things as they come" right? So after that kiss we got vey close. Talking a lot, seeing eachother almost every day, even though we live quite far apart. But every minute of travelling is worth it to be with him. We go to concerts a lot and mainly just need eachother and nothing or no-one else.

Oh, if you wonder how he looks like then; around 1.95 meters high, long dark hair (recently cut off to half long to let it grow longer), green eyes, lippiercing, silver earring and wears loads of black. He's just the sweetest ^^