Hello Santa!

Christmas is here and Santa's on his way, hurraa! I'm glad I'm home for the holidays this year.

I heard about a guy in his thirties who still believes in Santa Claus. I heard it from santa himself (well, you know...) how happy he was when he came to give him his presents. He was ecstatic. I think It's pretty cute.

Merry Christams to all of you!!!!

Party!

Oh my god!! I'm sitting here listening to David Guetta at youtube.com and just realized how much i miss the London clubbing and nightlife. Hard as it was working in the restaurant and bar business, but free access to one of London's greatest nightclibs does it all. I think I'm addicted.
If you haven't heard David Guetta's "just a little more love" (http://youtube.com/watch?v=k7gjHoKd3vQ), you've seriously missed something. I really need to go to Ibiza, I just can't sit still much longer...

Funny thoughts..

Today I'm going to the bank. Apparently it's gonna be nothing like England when you're opening a bank account here. Good, because I don't really feel like running from bank to bank, bringing different documents each time, just to be told they're not valid anymore (even though they did tell you the day before they were enough).

And after that, working time. Fun! Coming to a new working place is kind of like falling in love. In the beginning you're a bit insecure, after a while when you get to know the job you get more confident and show more of your real self, while you really enjoy what you're doing. After yet another while you get fed up and annoyed with it, maybe you need some space to move, someone to appreciate your brilliant thoughts and ideas, and in the end, you get sacked. Or leave on your own initiative.
Well, maybe a rather rough comparasion.. But admit it, it does make sense a bit! :)

How come some weeks are shorter than other?

That's such a strange phenomenon. Really. Last week just flew, and here I am on sunday evening again, feeling like I just wrote my last posting yesterday.

Time is a funny thing. Time is relative. When you have fun time goes fast, and when you're bored it just never seems to end. That's just wrong!! Whoever decided it was gonna be this way must have had some serious issues.
It's like happy people who enjoy life don't deserve do do it for very long, whereas bored and unhappy people have to suffer for what seems to be ten times longer.

But still, time is a measureable thing. Like distance, or weight. Though a centimeter doesn't appear to be any shorter if you enjoy watching it.
A weight can seem to be lighter after a few weeks of lifting it, but it has to do with growing muscles rather than how fun you find lifting it is.

Time.. I guess it will take a while before someone can sit down and tell me exactly what it is and how it works...