It’s over. Eva and I dearly like each other, but we don’t have enough of a click to have a relationship. It’s hard on the both of us for different reasons. I’ll explain in more detail if I see you face to face or call you.
I’ll have enough diversion seeing as my new job takes up a lot of my time and a lot of my energy. My work as a physiotherapist is exactly the way I want to do it; work with people in an active setting and use my social skills to give them a push in the right direction. I’ll be doing a practical placement in another center to see how they work and I’ll be starting a two-year course at the end of September. The bachelor course is in Almere, which is far away from where I’m hopefully going to live; Nijmegen. The course is going to be provided by OCA academy, which is our own education institution. Luckily these courses are also recognised by the national Dutch physiotherapy counsel.
Getting a house doesn’t seem to be working out as well. The apartment I looked at today seemed little bigger than my former college dorm. At another apartment I became number 6, so I can only hope that the first 5 won’t take it.
Certainly the samba festival is going to take my mind of things.
Damn that is no fun. I hope a little bit of kontschudden at the samba festival helped.
Wasn’t there. Decided to go to a friend in Eindhoven instead. A whole weekend of making a ceiling, fixing a moped and talking just to move air around a bit.
Heej…. da’s nou jammer zeg.
Ik hoop dat je weekendje Eindhoven je gedachten een beetje heeft kunnen verzetten!
Groetjes Anja
” Talking just to move air around a bit”
If it had been talking, i’d be very happy… instead… he decided to move air by farting the whole weekend !
But anyway… it was nice having you mate..
So he is physically ok, right?
When I fart I am physically ok. It is a sign contentment.
I know, I know…
You are right, why am I explaining this to you? I’ve gassed you many a times while living in one of the upper floors of a dorm flat. Escaping it never was an option, was it?
Guess why I went to Italy in the end
Gass was why you went to Italy in the end
Yeah, I was literally blown away.