I was excited to make 2015 a way better year than the one before, but somehow, I got slapped in the face over and over again. I have been (even more) lonely and insecure, it was hard finding a home and finding a job (still); when I thought I found a real fun one, from the one day to the other everything stopped and I didn't have to come back tot the office. But there's been good things, too: I made dreams come true, followed my heart and seriously have (had) the very best people around me. ❤
So, here's to the good things, the first three months being back in the Netherlands:
In July, I finally went to Doel (with some of my favorite Belgians)! / spend most of my days off in Utrecht / made the biggest present ever / went Interrailing! / liked Bratislava, Berlin and Århus best / went to an apricot festival / was in the U-bahn for 40 minutes, just to get the year's best breakfast! / needed more Photobooth-practise ;) / fell in love with Olafur Eliasson's work! / came back to Norway, which seriously felt so so good / I went to Stavanger again, and ended the month with my favorite boy.
In August, we had a pizza picnic / threw confetti in the air at the beach, the day after we broke up / my friends were the best ❤ / being back in the Netherlands wasn't too bad / I got a fancy new Macbook! / got flowers and berries from the forest / ate a raspberry-lunch! / went to the most fun exhibition, Do It! / went to Maastricht / saw Afterpartees play / and blooming heather.
In September, I went to Antwerp / got the ex-favorite boy visiting(, which actually really was fun and not (too) hard) / turned 26 / got a (sort of) job! / did fun translations! / spent quite some time in Rotterdam and liked it more and more / published a little article about my Interrail / started working at Tipster! / volunteered at Snor festival / went to Oslo / moved to Utrecht!
Let's stay honest: it wasn't easy not knowing if I was just on a long holiday in the Netherlands or actually was moving home and needed to find a job and a place to live... When he and I broke up, things got sad and serious and scary. But everything seemed to work out, although living at the country side for 3 months never really was easy (when it comes to being social).
2014 - juli august september.