you're that much closer to knowing me.
If you're coming to holland for your interview, let me know. Through your writing I'm getting to know you a bit more. More than the guy I met last summer, who shared my harry potter-excitement, who almost killed that excitement, who had great entertaining skills, and who let out the kid in him. What I am trying to say, is that your serious side seems interesting as well and you may bug me with it over coffee ; ) (unless you don't drink coffee, then a beer works as well). Don't stop writing. Kim
Anonymous,
January 29, 2006 2:50 PM
lifes one big casino... just make the best of your hand and youll get your happy ending, trust me;) just dont gamble too much lol xxx
Anonymous,
February 04, 2006 1:33 PM
oh, how I wish I had a miniature version of you in my pocket.
you're that much closer to knowing me.
Wow, I'm speechless! You've got a great gift : )
Anonymous,
January 23, 2006 3:11 PM
much love sent your way, kiddo!
steph
Wednesday, January 18, 2006
There are so many people you meet that you never give a second thought to. It's not that you dislike them, although that can sometimes be the case, it's just that they don't really leave an impression. However, every once in a while, you meet someone different. And you can usually tell right away when that has happened. Time doesn't slow down, however: it speeds up. Minutes pass as your brain tries to come up with something to say, some way to connect. Mumbling ensues, and you become super aware of your entire body. How am I standing? Am I slouching? Am I standing too straight? Your mind is only capable of introspective questions, all aimed at yourself. Of course, each question is painted with a tinge of paranoia. You can't be yourself because your mind is totally focused on them and your impressions on them. While your mind tortures you by deeply analysing your every move, sound and thought, it rubs salt on the wounds with a stream of consciousness barrage of studious examination of the other person's every move, trying to tap previously unkown psychic skills, trying to catch a glimpse of what they're thinking. Every single motion, every breath, has significance. The problem therein lies in trying to decipher the complex code of body language and subtleties of the spoken word. All your energy is focused on avoiding the obvious question: "Does she feel the same?"
The great part is when, despite all that, everything works out alright. It may be a day, or a year, until you see that person again. But it makes meeting people worthwhile.