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Month: September, 2015

Moon adventures!

Last week was not the best week sleep-wise. My newish upstair neighbour decided singlehandedly that he would use his apartment for a fraternity “get together” that existed of lots of loud singing, screaming and cursing that went on until 2 am. Why anyone would “voluntarily” inflict this crap onto other people/submit themselves to this kind of mental abuse is beyond me, but there’s nothing I can change about that.

I did not punch him in the face, but did sent him a nice but firm letter basically telling him that I will report his ass to the rental agency if this ever happens again. After which he apologised(!) and promised never to do it again. File under: highly unexpected response was highly unexpected. Now let’s hope he really likes his apartment and that the fear of potentially losing it wins out over peer pressure.

All this to explain why I was awake on Saturday night and went outside in my pyjamas to take (freehand, as I am not comfortable shooting on my tripod at night all by myself) this picture of what I will call the Pre-Moon (all pictures can be clicked to embiggen:

IMG_4737Nice huh?

The night after, I was asleep and had no plans of waking up to shoot the SuperBloodyMegaMoon, or whatever they called it, but for reasons unknown I DID wake up and then decided that, since I was awake anyways, I’d go outside and tripod it up:

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SuperMegaBloodyAwesomeMoon

For those thinking: “That’s weird, that her handheld picture is not shaky at all, while her tripod picture is a little”: I know. I blame te waaay longer shutter speed, in combination with being on a big ball of matter that is hurling through space/the object photographed being a smaller ball of matter hurling through space/cars driving by/me doing a “Red globe! It’s a red globe!”-dance a bit too closely to the tripod setup. Note to self for the next red moon in 2033: no dancing close to the tripod.

And because I’m still baffled by the concept of being able to shoot with 6400 ASA(!!!) I also took this ~artsy~ picture that actually is a more realistic representation of the colour of the moon than the previous one:

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See also: bonus stars! Yay!

ETA: none of these pictures have been Photoshopped/filtered/whatevered. 🙂

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Guess who’s an intern?

ME

Yup, from 1 October on I will be travelling to Rotterdam once a week to intern at Poetry International! Seeing that I only have one (very full day) of classes a week, I figured it would be a great way to get myself out of the house and do something I enjoy in a creative environment. As the new web intern, I will be editing, writing and helping out with all other matters (semi-)directly related to the website. Yes, I have already greeted the copy machine and no, I don’t think I’ll have to do coffee runs. Though I must admit I don’t really mind doing coffee runs, as (back in my secretarial days) I have had some of my best Original Ideas™ during coffee runs.

Apart from that, in the past semester I have come to realise that I function better as a student if I keep myself busy-on-the-brink-of-exhaustion, as that leaves me no time to think. Because as well documented on this blog, thinking about my studies leads to me wanting to drop out and seeing that (if all goes well – *knocks wood*) I will be done forever in 19 weeks, that would be a bit of a waste. Understatement intended. Anyway, I am very happy that they chose me and am looking forward to my start next week.

In the meantime, I am still trying to catch up on my life: having gone to London a week and a half ago to check out potential MA degrees (and go to Lush) has seriously messed with, well, everything. Pictures of my adventures will hopefully be up on my Flickr sometime this week, I will make sure to post a link next Sunday.

“Let it gooo, let it gooohooo!” (Nope, this post is not about Frozen)

Earlier today I finished the book everybody everywhere is reading or has already read: “The life-changing magic of tidying up” by Marie Kondo. As I am one of these people who seems to be incapable of not be surrounded by Crap I was very interested in the what and the how. Although in the last 15 years I have managed to downsize from “half a step removed from a complete trash heap” to “still on the messy side, but livable” and managed to keep it that way by throwing things out on a regular basis, I would really like to get to a point where I don’t have to do this anymore.

According to the book, this is possible. I must say that at first I wasn’t entirely convinced. Some of the things she advises, like throwing away all paperwork like bank statements and pay slips, are just not practical here in The Netherlands where you’re supposed to keep them for at least three years/you are required to show them if you want to receive unemployment benefits, grants, study loans, or if you want to rent/buy a house. Other things are honestly too involved for me: I am really sorry, but I am not going to spend the rest of my life taking EVERYTHING out of my bag every day, put it in a box and then put stuff back in the next day. Sure, it’s only 10 minutes each day, but I am quite sure that when I’m on my death bed I won’t be thinking: “I wished I had unpacked my bag every day”. Or maybe I will, but I’m just going to take the chance. #livingontheedge

What did strike a chord felt like a punch in the face was the following quote:

“But when we really delve into the reasons for why we can’t let something go, there are only two: an attachment to the past or a fear for the future”.

“An attachment to the past or a fear for the future”… File under: the essence of my being, in 11 words. And indeed, many of the things that have long served their purpose, but that I haven’t managed to get rid of until now are things that remind me of what I used to be (or worse: could/should have been, but didn’t get to be) or things that I’m saving because “you never know”. Ouch.

So the first thing (well, apart from taking my bank statements to the unemployment office) I will be doing After My Studies is go through all my stuff Konmari style. It’s going to take quite a while and will probably not be very pleasant, but I am quite looking forward to no longer being surrounded by stuff that indicate I’m stuck somewhere attached to the past, fearing the future.