Gerko's Weblog

Saturday, February 28, 2004

 Snowlady Mk. II

Well, there was snow again. Was, 'cause it's already melting and whatnot. Siblings were nice enough to save some for me by making two huge balls of 'em.

So anyway, here's no-longer-Pregnant-Snowlady, Mk. II

Monday, February 23, 2004

 GFloved

Tyuopin with gklovess on is pretty nifty, dont you think >? gerko fcn sdorta type likej thisl m-Hmm

thAT Is alll. (for nowt_)

Saturday, February 14, 2004

 Will shave and shower after this.

Gerko's currently feeling like utter excrement. In the past week, I probably only had one decent dinner. I managed to get myself out of bed on time grand number of ZERO times, but somehow managed to get be late at work only once. I haven't been writing on my blog. Okay, so I'm reading again, but very sparsely. I haven't done my laundry, the dishes, cleaned my room (high time again) or just about anything constructive. Also, I'm shaving about half of the time I'm supposed to, making me look like an unshaven bum about ... uh ... half the time.

And to top it off, I had planned to be at home-home some 16 hours ago or so, but I am no nearer to leaving my room here than I was yesterday. Still have to pack my clothes, shower, shave, clean up (if only just a little), gather some of the stuff I need for monday. (Oh, that's right. uh, will tell later ? or not. SIGH)

I feel like I just can't get myself to do ANYTHING. Except maybe whine about it. [example in place : this entry]

The only good thing I think I can mention now is that feelings this way has nothing, and I mean nothing to do with the date. So, YAY ! Gerko's not all depressed and wallowing in his own misery because it's Valentine's Day, he's wallowing in his own misery and being depressed just because that's what he is at the moment. ... isn't that great ?

Wednesday, February 11, 2004

 WAHOO!

I've written two posts for my own site, but they refuse to show even though i've published and REpublished for a billion times now!!!! looks like i'll just have to keep using Gerko's pad to scribble =D

Had a very late dinner today....waited an hour for Mc Donalds to deliver....when they finally did, i was already halfway to Nirvana (uhh...the place you go after you die, not the band). So here I am, deeply caffeinated (i don't understand why people spell it 'caffinated'...is it my mistake? or theirs?) with a thick romance novel i borrowed from Anne (to keep me occupied because i've already watched my japanese love serial - a total of eight discs - thrice. I'm sad, i know) Law class at 9.30 tomorrow....looks like more coffee....

Valentine's day is coming up. As always, i will march along with the band of singletons protesting against overpriced heart-shaped plush toys and teddy bears holding out big fat roses. My most memorable valentine's day was spent having a huge dinner with a huge bunch of old friends celebrating our state of singletondom (how come 'singletondom' is synonymous with 'condom' when the two hardly come hand in hand ... unless one is a whore, of course. In which case they would be bread and butter, Adam and Eve, Santa and Rudolph, Lilo and Stitch, Cornflakes and Milk....uhh...ok not cornflakes and milk - as you can see i'm getting really crap at this so i'll stop now.)

If any of you out there have read this month's CLEO, you'd have read the article about women who have everything before the age of 30. Two kids, a glamourous career, fifty pairs of Jimmy Choos, a celebrity husband who is also a co-star in personally-produced sitcom, etc....maybe i've got the love bug....i don't even believe in marriage! why am i thinking of attaining those things?? especially since Colin Firth is already married??!! I can see myself at age thirty....single...alone...hopefully with a fat tabby cat curled up by my side while i snuggle up in bed at an ungodly hour, deeply caffeinated, reading a fat romance novel by some frog author....... Ahh...it will all pass...it always does.... (when the dog bites! when the bee stings! when i'm feeeeeling saddddddd~~~i simply stuff my face with fat-ten-ning foood and then i don't feeeeel SOOOOOO bADDDDDDDDDD~~~~~~~~~ HAHAHAHAHAHAHAA THANK GOD FOR JULIE ANDREWS!!!!!!!!!!)

oooh, apparently my calf is pure muscle because it is hard to the touch......oooooo......HAHAHAHHAA i am now on the supermodel highway heading towards a world without cellulite!!!! YEEEHAW!!!!!!!


should brush teeth and curl up in bed with Sheila O'Flanagan (the author). She's Irish. I've never read a book by an Irish author before. Will there be lots of talk about pots of gold and little men with pointy ears and green tunics? what are they called again? LEPRECHAUNS!!!!!! HAHAHAHA I"M SO SMART!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Monday, February 09, 2004

 La Internette

I should be ashamed of myself. Instead of posting at my own place I am here contaminating Gerko's blog... (snicker)

This is going to be a very 'at the moment' sort of post.

I'm currently in the study room on the first floor of my apartment block and apart from me there is but one middle eastern man (who smiled warmly when i first came in but now appears to be rather annoyed with my typing and constant sighing) So why am I here when i have internet connection in the comfort of my own room? Because the internet connection in my own room sucks, of course. It's much faster down here for some reason... [i have this theory...don't laugh...i think it's cuz the internet pulses...or ...how should i put it...hmm...lets liken it to a steady upward flow of liquid, shall we?...ok so the internet is like this giant thermometer whose mercury flows upwards within my apartment block - the heat is generated by the people living here. And so it takes longer for the liquid to reach the higher floors. And since i happen to live on the eighteenth floor, i should expect snail speed. (Shut up you. Yeah you, laughing at the back there)]

But anyways, the middle eastern dude has just flung his pencil down in frustration and gone "ARGH *$()#&%*#" (the symbols stand for the arab words i don't understand...at least i THINK it's arab)....i think he's doing math....i will never understand why people choose to do math..to me, math is a lovely thing when you know how to do it. When you don't, it becomes this mean-ass, vile monster that teases you till you're left gritting your teeth and pulling your hair out while it giggles in satisfaction.

But i digress.

School has been good so far. I sometimes hate school so much. But i don't know what i would do if i were not attending it. Skiving classes and wasting time at stupid places tends to get boring after a while....but like math, it too is a big pain in the ass once it becomes an integral part of your life. I need to do this in order to get that. I need to go here in order to get there. I need to sleep now because i HAVE to. Isn't that complete torture when you come to think of it?? And yet i choose to put myself through all this and plan to go through even more of it later.....

I have decided to run to the library to see if i can get on MSN there being the (self- confessed) internet junkie that i am. Maybe will post again there.

Tuesday, February 03, 2004

 London!

Greetings from London!

With about 160 first year students we're staying in London for a midweek. I hope I'll improve my English here a little bit. I think I will because my two roommates speak English all the time. One of them comes from Wales and the other one has been living for three years in Canada (English speaking part).

After a trip of two hours with the train to 'Hoek van Holland', then four hours on a boat to Harwich, and finally another two hours by bus to the hotel in London... I was exhausted (do you spell it this way?) (Weird... getting tired of just doing nothing). And now after a whole day walking I'm tired again. But it really is worthed.

Maybe next time I'll tell you more, because everything is very expensive here in London, also acces to the internet. And I thought everything in Holland was expensive..

Bye!

Sunday, February 01, 2004

 Again, a not-posting streak.

I had planned to write some entries weekend. I really did. I don't know what happened, really. Were malicious, computer-hording siblings the cause for my non-writing ? Perhaps. Maybe it was that Command & Conquer : Generals game my brother bought recently that distracted me from my duties. Or maybe my inspiration is just dead ? Or maybe I have so much to write about that it has become too much to start on it, and I've thrown myself into another procrastinative binge ?

In any case, I probably won't be able to blog during the next week, either, because, as it is, my computer in Flushing died. Or rather, crashed beyond immediate repair. Explorer crashes every 30 seconds or so, as well as any program that even thinks about connecting to the internet. All I can do now is hope that the CD-burning program *will* work, back up some of the files I'd rather not do without, and then do a compleet re-install. Thing was getting messy anyway.

If all goes well, I might be back a little earlier. if it goes wrong, well, at least I'll be back next weekend. In the meantime, someone please force me to write some entries anyway. I'm sure I could, even if they won't be uploaded immediately. I will still be able to check my mail from work, so don't hesitate to contact me through my hotmail account.

Go ahead, make my day. PLEASE!