Merry Christmas. :D

Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year to everyone. :D

Cheers!

Finally-CHRISTMAS VACATION HAS ARRIVED. :o

I haven't been more glad with having vacation then I am now.
I slept for 12 hours last night and I didn't even wake up feeling that refreshed. :O Talk about having to catch up on sleep.
But yeah...the last days before the vacation were fun. :)
Thursday it was: the Christmas dance. There are pictures of me on my school website, but I'd actually prefer not to post them here, seeing as I look a bit far gone. :)
Yes, I must admit, I did drink something. (Me already being 16, the legal drinking age in the Netherlands, I allowed myself a drink or two.) It wasn't that much, only two glasses of rose, but I'm not used to drinking alcohol and got very sleepy at the end when they were taking pictures. It was fun, though. The only annoying things were:

1. I can't really dance so I was just sort of moving along occasionally to make it look like I was making an effort (haha.)
2. I was standing underneath a balcony ( they were celebrating the dance in a rented room at a party center/bowling alley) where a couple of IDIOTS were pouring beer on people and my beautiful dress got covered in it.

But other then that, I thought it was great. Some people were so far gone it was hilarious. Raoul, this friend of mine, had drunk 9 beers and claimed he wasn't drunk.... (yeah right. I saw the way he was dancing and it was pretty clear to me. XD Sorry, Raoul, if you ever read this. Not that it was that bad....but the way you were dancing with Thirza was kind of questionable.)

The next day we had to be at school at 9(!) o'clock for Christmas breakfast with the class and we had to give a presentation. And remember, the dance lasted until one o' clock. We were a class full of zombies with bags under our eyes and major hangovers.
Ow. My poor abused brain.....

But yes. I'm home now and I can cuddle up on the warm couch by the christmas tree.

Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year! :)

Love,

Brooke

Oh yeah.........

I was going to write about the Hague. I've been so terribly busy lately I haven't had time to breathe, eat, go to the bathroom properly (sorry...too much information...) floss or put on matching socks, let alone do something as properly useless as writing on a blog. Especially a blog very little people read except myself. :D But you never know, that might change one day...
Seeing as I don't have pictures (die horrible camera DIE) because I have a crappy-ass camera of which the battery dies every 5 minutes. I asked my dad for a camera last year
I must say, it was really awesome. :O
We went to Parlement, the Ministry of Defense, en the Haags Gemeente Museum (roughly translated, the County Museum of the Hague) where I saw works, close-up and personal, of artists like Cezanne, Piet Mondriaan (Dutchman, I'm glad some of his works are actually hanging in museums in the Netherlands) and Picasso.

I should actually be in bed right now (guility looks at the clock) and I promise, PROMISE, that I will actually write more useful things in my blog as soon as I have the time.( I still have to write about Sinterklaas, my awesome dress I got for the Christmas dance (which is Thursday) and perhaps fill out that interview I stole from Roseanne's blog. Not to mention do something about this freakish cheery Granny Smith lay-out, which is hurting my eyes.)

Next week is the start of the Christmas holidays so I'll have oceans of time to sip hot chocolate, crawl under a blanket, read War and Peace, or perhaps take time to write on my blog!

Yay, the Hague! :D

Right now it's 6:30 in the morning. I'm going on a school trip with my class to the Hague today, and we're going to Parlement and we get to interview people for a school project. It's going to be pretty cool. :) And we also get to go to some museums or another. But I'm in a bit of a hurry now so I will tell this all later.

'Til then,
Brooke

About Me

Anyone reading this blog might want to know something about me. So I'll give you a few facts.

I'm a multicultural sort of girl and am interested in different cultures, countries en languages. I have a love for writing and fashion. I am also a europhile and definitely an anglophile, because my TV is switched to the BBC more then it probably should be. :P I want to travel and see as much of the world as I can, which is also why I want to become a journalist.

Interests: writing, poetry, photography
Likes: poetry. fashion. life. love. Emily Dickinson. Shakespeare
Dislikes: rain. cycling in it. goat cheese.
Obsessions: Elizabeth I. Victorian/ Elizabethian era. James McAvoy. any movie with Keira Knightley in it. costume drama. anything British. peanut butter.

This is Halloween.....:O

Halloween is in a couple of days.
Sadly, they don't celebrate Halloween in the Netherlands. Which pretty much sucks, seeing as it is my favorite holiday. I'm celebrating it this year by watching a scary movie at a friend's house and stuffing myself with candy, but it's not quite the same.
What they do have here in Sint Maarten (5 November.) If you've ever attended Sunday School, you would know that St. Martin is the saint that ripped his coat in half and gave it to a beggar that turned out to be Jesus.
(He also got torn on a spit later on or something like that, but let's not get into details.)
Children celebrate it here the same way Halloween is celebrated in the U.S., except they don't dress up. What they do is carry hand-made paper lanterns from door-to-door because it's dark..... smart!
Unfortunately it's really only for children, as a 16-year-old I'd probably be called a creep and get thrown in the bushes by kindergarteners.

This Is It is coming out in the movie theaters prettttyyy soon (30 October, I think) so I'm planning to get around to seeing that as well. :O

Peace out,

xBrooke

ergh.

I'm not really OK, I keep lying to everyone.
(I doubt many people actually read this so I have a place to whine on without reprecussions...and I don't know how to spell that word, lol.)
The truth is, I'm ridicously homesick. Maybe it's strange to be homesick for a country (the U.S.) I have been away from for so long but the feeling simply. Truth be told, I don't fit in too well here. Especially not Hoofddorp, this horribly boring hole of a village I'm stuck in. At one point I was convinced everything was falling into place, now it's all mixed-up again, and I'm not quite sure if I can put it right.
Sometimes I frustrate myself: there's really nothing wrong with my life, so why do I always feel like there is? Why do I feel like crying all the time? It's that feeling of something being missing. Something intangible.
I'm sick of feeling like a foreigner, making mistakes and not being able to express myself in a language. In the U.S. sometimes I feel strange too, because no-one understands it when I ramble on about Dutch football(erm, soccer) or things like that, but at least it's easier to adapt. No accent to give me away.

And I miss alot of people. I guess I'm angry at all the people I've lost over the years, just because of stupid parents that decided to ship me all over the place like a lost package.
(The truth is I can't go back to the U.S., I don't have a choice, and I should just tell that to myself so I can stop hoping.)
Stupid war raging in my brain, not feeling at ease anywhere.
I don't know if it will ever be alright. But I can keep hoping.