Thursday, 29 January 2009

Life is what happens when you're busy making plans.

-John Lennon.
I don't know what that is about.
I heard that quote twice on tv, within 24 hours. Now, that, to me, is scary.
Specifically cause I do not usually watch that much TV.
And because usually TV I watch has some sort of variety.
Alright, so I didn't watch something twice, it was completely different.

I'm not planning anything in particular, and still it feels like it's directed towards me personally.
Because I'm not planning anything?
Maybe I'm afraid my already-made plans are doomed to fail?

Simply: Getting out of here.
I'm not even including traveling all over the world and reading as many books as possible.
Why am I afraid that'll fail?

Because every time a character whines about plans that have failed, the quote in the title is what they get in response. Like my twin says, I just can't wait to get started with my life already.
It's put on hold till I can change something. So my plan of starting to live is going to fail because life is happening whilst I'm waiting for my life to start?
Why do I have the feeling there's something wrong with all of this?

Partly cause I promised myself I wouldn't start whining here.
And that I am, anyways. And that I need to stop it. I think I just needed to type it out to be able to move on to happier subjects?

On another note, can't focus enough to do anything. Feel unproductive, and a wreck.
Imma shut up nao. *noddles*

The Gypsy.

Sunday, 25 January 2009


Alright, so. I made two more blogs.
One: It's my book corner . All the books I (re)read go there.
Two: Is readables. Not just me, but my two best friends as well. :3
Yes. Those are links. You can click 'em to check them out. Please do. ~noddles~

And now.. For Scarlet!
She got two places in both my introductions.
So it's not fair to keep her outta my actual blog.
Scarlet is like my hyper self. I really like all characters from Sequential Art.
'scept maybe Jack. And Hilary.

Friday, 23 January 2009

And I talk to Sean & Jazz.

( Another oil painting by me)

Highlight of my day. Shame on me for not mentioning that when mentioning my daily routine. ~nod~
There. Now you got yourself in the title ;)
To make it clear for others: Sean and Jazz are my bestest friends. Luff them to pieces.

Today: Lotsa family. Lotsa gossip. Lotsa aimless noise. My poor ears.
I started my new painting. Want it perfect. Rawr.
And I'm hooked to a webcomic. It's fun to read again! =o (Thankjuu twinzors <3)

I think I said it all for today ^_^

The Gypsy.

Thursday, 22 January 2009

I'm scary. o.o;;

Studying, studying and more studying. It's really starting to get to me.
My head refuses to hold information that has been given over a span of four months, and I'm not doing all that well trying to cram in every bit of information I find online.
Funnily enough, I feel strangely smart after my exam, and for days continue with the wisdom I've acquired from reading whatever I was supposed to know for the exam but conveniently could not remember whatsoever until after said exam.

That's exactly like my inspiration for stories, and paintings. I want to start right away, but have no time seeing as I've got so much to read. Yet I know that if I don't at least right it down, now, I /will/ end up forgetting it when I have enough time to work on the ideas. Which is frustrating to no end.

I've been wondering about my sudden bursts of inspiration, which started pretty much alongside remembering my dreams. Now, of course, I don't know if they /are/ linked, whatsoever. But if they are... Is it that I have more inspiration because I'm remembering my dreams? Or am I dreaming so much because I'm so full of ideas?
Way to go, Jess, you're confusing yourself again.
Honestly, I have no clue.

I do know, though! That I want to start another blog already. (I know, I'm just starting out with this one.. but still. Guess I like it enough already) I don't know if it's more or less interesting for a reader to keep track of the other one, though. Here it's random thoughts, events, whatever comes my way. The new blog will be to keep track of every book I (re)read. Might be posting whole pages of how I found it for some books, or just a short mention of what I've been reading for others. Depends, of course, we'll see. Excited to start that, though. Just like with everything else, it seems so much better if you can't start it right away because you should be studying.

Again, another posts full of ideas and empty of events.
I do not actually /do/ much of anything but hang around and read and study and focus on trying to get my bloody body to recover. Quite uneventful, to say the least. ^_^

The Gypsy.

Thursday, 15 January 2009

Ideas, ideas.

(Oil painting, made by me)

Alright, so my head's trying to catch up in creativity. As well as all else, by the way, it's been exceedingly lazy. Right now, my head is full of new ideas for paintings and stories. Unfortunately, I have to study. Like, a lot. There's rarely any time left for anything else.
Still, I really want to start as soon as possible.
Aside from that, I would really like to read anything other than classics, and things for school. Just funny, entertaining, intellectually challenging things, please. Because my brain, even though it's full enough of things, ideas, and worries, is bored.

Not today, though. Although I did not study/read a thing. Spend the whole day around 13 chattering women (of my family). Or spent the whole day avoiding them, to be exact. They were so noisy I couldn't even read anything when I was finally alone in the room.
I really can't miss more days of studying though, I can't catch up otherwise.

The Gypsy.

Sunday, 11 January 2009

Cruise ships. @_@

Alright, so I know I haven't posted for a couple of days.
I was resting, because resting leads to a more speedy recovery, nay?
It has to, because I'm quite sick and tired of being sick and tired. ^_^
I slept a lot today, which might be why I felt fit enough to actually do something.

Anyways, this thought has been haunting my mind for a couple of days now,
and although I admit I have yet to much effort into researching the idea, it's quite worth it anyways: Working on a cruise ship.
It means I get to travel, and get paid for it as well. I mean, how good does it get.
I read that most cruise ships allow their crew phone access, as well as discounted prices for their internet, so it's not like cutting myself off of my life completely. I do know that it's more than a full-time's job, I mean, it's being on a ship for 24/7 for weeks or months, with exceptions when it stops in a port/haven. And even then schedule might not allow us to even visit land.
Thing is, I want to visit countries that I find interesting myself, and not all just beaches and sun, that sounds very depressing. To me, at least.

I'm going to try and eat, so.. Later.
The Gypsy.

Wednesday, 7 January 2009

The Clod And The Pebble,

'Love seeketh not Itself to please,
'Nor for itself hath any care,
But for another gives it's ease,
And builds a Heaven in Hell's despair.'

So Sung a little Clod of Clay
Trodden with the cattle's feet,
But a Pebble of the brook
Warbled out these metres meet:

'Love seeketh only Self to please,
'To bind another to Its delight,
'Joys in another's loss of ease,
'And builds a Hell in Heaven's despite.'
- William Blake

Sooo. Maybe I'm a clod. ~tilts head~ I'm definitely no pebble. Maybe something in between?
It's a nice poem nonetheless.
Realistic, up to a high point.

Tuesday, 6 January 2009

Jess misses snow.

(a picture taken by my friend, in Iceland)

And now there came both mist and snow,
And it grew wondrous cold;
And ice, mast-high, came floating by,
As green as emerald.
Day after day, day after day,
We stuck, nor breath nor motion;
As idle as a painted ship
Upon a painted ocean.
Water, water, everywhere,
Nor any drop to drink.

Alright. So I started liking poetry, just like that?
Maybe, maybe not. I guess it depends.
But just imagine that. Water in it's three forms, all around.
Water, ice, mist. That's just, wow. I mean, my favourite weather is not much different.
Ice cold, yet no wind. And those nice white puffs with every breath. <333

Last time it was that cold, was in August 2007 (I know, mid-summer, tis amazing xD), and we were on the top of Europe's highest mountain: The Grossglockner. I kinda miss Austria's mountains. Or maybe that is because I was reading through my diary, and that's a big part of what I read. I get so enthusiastic about every tiny thing, when I'm traveling. Soon, Gypsy. Soon you'll be traveling again. ~nod~ Okay, I'm weird xD
Talking about cold, it's snowing in Holland. ~pout~ I'm missing out on so much Dx It was -18°C at places, but generally between -10 and -12 °C But! Maybe it'll be even colder when I go there, next winter =D Or maybe wherever I'll go will be cold enough. ~shrug~
I have to admit: It's really cold here, too. Colder than usual winters. And houses aren't built to keep it out, so draught makes us chilled to the bone.

Aaaaanyways. Coleridge. Wordsworth. Shelley. Keats. All Romantics. Okay, so Blake isn't. Jess is totally into reading too much into everything xD Which is making me paranoid, is true. I mean, now I'm trying to apply it to everything anyone says and does. But since I know it's what I think they mean, and not what they actually mean, I am sensible about outing said paranoia. >.>; Can't wait to be done with school work and being able to read anything besides it without feeling guilty. Oh. And I still do not like Shakespeare.

The Gypsy.

Sunday, 4 January 2009

My oh my.

Television cramps my eye.

I know. That rhymes.
It does though.
Part of a show made me totally jealous xD

A reunion something, a class comes together after so many years, to tell of what they've achieved. There's a guy who loves horses just.. upped and left to Texas when he was 19 or so. Now he has a kick-ass ranch, with about fifty horses, and Iunno what else. I want them horses. Rawr. I mean, if there's any animal I'm passionate about -and I love all animals- it's horses. :3

Made me wonder. Maybe I can do that. Or something similar. But then again, I'm full of "What now?" questions. Or what in June, really. Now all I'm wanting is to catch up enough to succeed this year. Cause if I do, I'm not tied to here anymore, as much as I am now.
Plus, by that time I'll have reached my 21st birthday, which means I'm an independent adult in almost every country, yes? Means all I have to do is get out of those countries where I can't be. I'll probably come up with new ideas every time I post. Now it's a ranch, yesterday it was a scholarship in the States, the day before a job in Holland. How do you get rid of that lost feeling? I know they certainly won't be cheering me on to leave, they can't, or don't want to, let go. They'll have to. ~nod~ And I'll find out what I can/want to do, too. Soon enough.

Now, I wonder how many ideas there are in those coupla sentences. :3 Though that is a natural train of thought, for me. I have ten of those a minute. At least, haha. Could be fun if there'd be an on/off switch for my brain. I'd give it it's well-deserved daily rest, even though it doesn't regard it necessary to give me any rest at all. xD I'm going to give my hand some rest though, typing one-handedly can be tiring.
PS: Mum's birthday today. She wasn't excessively happy, though. Mood at home is to die for. Or from. Quite literally.
The Gypsy <3

Thursday, 1 January 2009

This is me.

Hello there.
I'm Jess. Dutch, and part Egyptian.
Currently living in Egypt, but hopefully not for much longer.
I'm passionate about writing, which is why I started this to begin with, as well as travelling, reading and taking pictures. It's one of my life's missions to read as many books and visit as many countries as possible.
I don't really want to dedicate lots to introducing myself, I'm not writing any of this except for myself, and those who know me, to read.
Why I waited till the beginning of 2009 to start this, I'm not too sure about. All I know is that 2008 has been one bad year, and hopefully this year will be a lot better.
I'll certainly be working on trying as hard as possible to be more optimistic than the usual me, less depressed, more productive with everything. More painting, writing, reading, knowledge, time with friends, more of everything good. :3 Less Egypt. My wish for 2009. I'm being realistic, I think. Hope. Wish.
The Gypsy.