Hey babareeba

It's been a while since I posted here.
As a matter of fact, it hasn't. I made a new post here yesterday but it was only online for a couple of hours before I deleted it. It was full of zever, gezever!, not interesting at all and also quite scary in a lot of ways. I wouldn't want you to crap your pants, the stench might interfere with this great deodorant I'm wearing.
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That was gay, you didn't hear that from me.

A few days back (can't even remember exactly when, my memory is just pathetic) I decided to quit my job at Playstage to make some more time for my studies and some other things that need more time, like playing my guitar. I want to pick up my guitar skills again, since I haven't touched my Stratocaster (yes, I have one of those, now bow) for about half a year, that's a real waste of... well, of something. I'll try to master picking first, I suck at that. Get my speed up using the metronome (where is that bloody thing anyway?) and finally try to improvise some solo's.

Going away from Playstage was really necessary since I spent way too much time there. Instead of studying, I was updating the database and other stuff like that, which has resulted into the fact that I failed at least one of my four tests. I found out today that I failed at the test that I thought went best. Well, that's promising for the other three, isn't it! Anyway, for the moments, things are going quite nicely at school, I've been attending lessons more often and I even studied some Spanish today, I'll do some more of it once this text is finished. Me gusta viajar con mi amigos! Quiero visitar Barcelona! I love to travel with my friends! I want to visit Barcelona! Random Spanish sentences! Cerveza de barril!

Well, that didn't make any sense. Maybe it's this weird music. Be gone, evil Counting Crows and take your damn yellow cab with you! Enter: Focus with Hocus Pocus! What the -- There we go, Jimi and his Red House. That man is ingenuity personified. That means he kicks ass, for those who are only familiar with that kind of English. To be or not to be, that's the English you should be reading, not this blog (I don't use weblog since my mouth is open after pronouncing that one too, so adding a few letters is useless and tiring work, as was writing this thought between brackets)!

There's a girl in my class group. As a matter of fact, there are a lot of girls in my class group. Not all too special, since about ninety percent of languages students is female. But there's one girl that I find intriguing (Is that how you spell intriguing? Let's look it up. There, it should be something like that). I had a dream about her once (oh crap, here he goes again, somebody bring me a new keyboard so I can smash my current one on my head). I don't remember it too well, it probably involved a rock concert and a lot of beer. However, I do remember (holy crap, he remembers something, HE REMEMBERS ZEG IK U)...

Note: Kom van dat dak af! 'k Waarschuw nie meer! Neeneeneeneeneenee van dat dak af! 'k Waarschuw nie meer! Kom van dat dak af! Dat was de laatste keer! Peter Koelewijn live for the swing!

However, I do remember that I've been watching her more since (not in that kind of way, pervs) and like I said before: she really intrigues me. She is acting a little weird though. She sits with the rest of the class group in the hallway, waiting for the teacher to arrive. When the teacher arrives, we all enter and she stays in the hallway.

Hey babareeba! Hey babareeba! Hey babareeba!

I don't know why she does it, it's funny yet awkward at the same time. Maybe she just doesn't like to be around me, there are quite some people who think I'm scary and strange, maybe she's one of them. An evil conspiracy, who will tell. Perhaps I'll do a little test soon. This time I will wait in the hallway when the class group enters and see what she does. Not to stalk her or anything (ban those evil thoughts from your mind!), just out of curiosity. At last I found someone interesting in my class group, I'm one happy fuck.

Did I just say the F-word? Before this goes down the Stoopid way some more, I shall call it a day. A la vez próxima!

"A la tercera ronda!"
Shut up, Frank Galan. Katja owns your ass.