for kimberly: Ik kan dus nog kleiner schrijven!!!! ;-)

But I don't wanna punish the others by writing too small... so i won't write tiny but just small. What happened this week. Well, I'll just tell the fun stuff. On monday we had our 'kotfuif' at our house in brussels. It was a lot of fun! Especially in the end, all my housemates were drunk, and it was hilarious! One of the guys had picked up a girl and was kissing, the rest of us were all watching, we even followed him on the street. Later he told us that he was too drunk to get it up (if u know what i mean, if you don't... well, no comment) Another one of the guys fell through a chair, and a third one puked. In short, hilarious. And I managed to get to class in the morning. I was only half an hour late. Someone told the teacher that there was a party, so he reacted kinda funny when i came in. I didn't manage to do a lot during that class: writing skills (I even had to think and that was too much at that time) After that I cleaned a bit, but nobody was awake yet... The house smelled sooo bad... you can't even imagine how bad...

I couldn't clean any longer because i had to go to class and after class to ghent for an interview with Andre denys, the governor. We were kinda intimidated by the building and his office. But it went fine, I think. Next morning we had another interview, with Jef Tavernier. Very nice guy, he even joined us on the train to Brussels. I had a busy day on wednesday. Work in the afternoon...

At night we could pick up a gift bag from quartier latin in a cafe. It had free tickets for drinks in it... of course my housemates wanted to use some of them right away, so we had three Vedetts, Nice beer btw, not my favorite yet, but close! it's from Duvel... Well, that was a fun night as well...

The rest was not that exciting, or I don't remember it... On friday there was no class because of the end of some war, or something? :-D At night we went to dinner for Evelyne's birthday: at Fonduehuisje in Ghent. Very nice food (very expensive too)...
Busy weekend as well, yesterday all day on the road, this morning work. ( I had to cut a rabbit in 6 and touch the tongue of a cow, a dead cow!) the butcher even called me a 'tough girl' who doesn't look away when something gross happens. Yep, still didn't tell nobody that i'm a veggie...

owkay, that's it, hope you enjoyed it, and if you didn't: f*ck you and go to hell (I'm tough, remember!)