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Archive for November, 2005
Home.
Nov 30th
So here the most probable schedule: go home for definately Newyears’, maybe X-mas, be in Holland till Jan 8, go to Milan for shows, then maybe Barcelona for shows, then Paris for shows, then in beginning of Feb back to NY, where they happen to have shows. Showroom. Show-off. Broadway show. I thought I’d extend the showing of the word show a bit longer.
I’m tired. I’m flying to Me-a-me tomorrow night, work there Friday, then fly back to NY Friday night and work the Saturday afternoon here. I must admit, I am quite excited about the Euro-tour, but I know ORBIS has its busiest month. And I won’t be there. Then again, if I don’t make my money modelling, I can’t work there in the first place. Aaargh don’t you just hate it when you want live life short-term yet you already know you won’t because in the long term the short-term would be stupid? Term it.
My GMail is not working. That’s a first.
Leo, was great spending an entire phonecard on you. I’m proud of you, and I will be seeing your semi-Indian ass in India before too long. Don’t let the aircutman pull your ears again 
Quotes.
Nov 29th
Give a man a fish, and he eats for a day. Teach a man to fish, and he eats for a lifetime
Used on the ORBIS website, on their position on providing not just operations for patients, but education for local doctors and nurses as well.
Ketchup is a vegetable
Coined by a New York-based friend, on his plea that he has a healthy lifestyle.
You’reWelcomeTaking.
Nov 28th
What an amazing weekend. A mixture of meeting new beautiful people, eating and drinking too much, enjoying the sight of a horizon (left Manhattan for the first time and was in Pennsylvania with 4 graduated UCUers ), sleeping too little, heading back to ORBIS work and hearing from Ford that I am flying to Miami on Thursday for a day of work there and then staying till Saturday or Sunday waahaa isn’t life just greatpeachyswellwonderful.
That is a long sentence. I apologize for that. But I’m not sorry. Ha I might be tired but I’m still cheeky. And going loopy. Oi I need to sleep. Living with the motto ‘I’ll sleep when I’m dead’ is good fun, yet not entirely doable. I’ll pretend I’m dead tonight.
Miami baby! Now for my next cup of coffee I’ll choose the Belgian Creamy Nut. It’s cocaine in a can! Somebody please stop me from drinking it.
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Nov 23rd
How come we always hear the beautiful words about someone at his or her funeral or cremation? Are we too scared to say them when that someone is still alive? Are we lying or unconsciously making this person better? Or is it a last tribute to a person. What will be said at mine? Will someone say anything? Will anyone be mourning?
Why all these deep dark thoughts on such a stunning day? I spent the entire day putting a scrapbook together, full of condolences for a doctor who recently died, who did multiple decades of amazing voluntary work for ORBIS. Without ever having met him, even heard about him before today, it hurts me that he passed away. The beautiful things he has done, the people he helped, the souls he touched, my heart goes out to everyone who knew Dr. Garth Taylor and are now doubtlessly mourning.
Now I’m going outside, and enjoy the days’ last rays, take every breath with gratitude in my heart to be alive today. Who knows what happens tomorrow. Happy Thanksgiving.
NY.
Nov 22nd
Rush, poor, pain, love, exitement, sound, receipts, small dogs, no time, ties and sneakers, beg, please, metro, sleep, drunk, lights, lights, lights, noise, madness, run, sit, tree, park, time, wine, talk, friends, schedule, shallow, nice to meet you I’ll call you I’ll miss you I want you, drugs, passion, sex, heart, no heart, fashion, reputation smell, odor, bad smell, big city, many small people.
ORBIS
Nov 21st
The difference is just hard to describe. How can you combine a cubicle office with so much archiving and bureaucracy and coffee with high profile parties, ‘important’ people and premieres? I don’t know, but I’m loving it.
My life is madness at the moment, a productive madness. My work at ORBIS feels great, I am putting in many hours to prove myself here and help out, while on the other side I am having a blast with friends here, laughing at all the things and events we can go to and being slightly grateful for all these opportunities.
My head is slightly all over the place at the moment, which tend to be the best times. I am ready for anything, my hand is getting better, and I will most probably come back to Holland for X-mas and New Year’s, just because I would love to see most of the family (Leo and Inge, where are you guys? ) and my friends, before heading back to NY.
Who would have thought, I might even live here longer than I intended.
Vliegtuigjes
Nov 17th
In het kader van zijn vertrek naar Engeland hier een filmpje voor mijn geliefde broeder Leeuwe. Hij is daar namelijk aan het studeren voor piloot. Natuurlijk vinden we dat allemaal erg cool. Voor hem en alle geïnteresseerden: Les 1 – hoe vlieg ik?
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Nov 16th
Too much, too much, simply too much to explain. Life here is amazing, crazy great great great! I started working at ORBIS at the PR division as a volunteer with buckets of time (http://www.orbis.org) and my heart is rapidly being sucked in over there. this is the reason I started this modelling BS: I can spend a lot of time in something I find important.
My apartment is the coolest nicest thing, somewhere between a dump and something artsy-fartsy and it’s is smack downtown, in East Village (for the kenners: East 13th St and 3rd Ave) and it’s mine alll mine, well, and Leroy’s for the next month, but that skinny bum takes up little space. And till April only, but at least I am covered for now.
Wow, this city…If you don’t watch yourself it eats you, but if you decide New York is your dinner table it can be amazing.
Wouldn’t mind a moment of silence or sounds of nature soon though (ah the good old tarzan side of me is still there).
Dilemma.
Nov 9th
So should I or should I not put my X-ray photo’s in my Ford portfolio? Muuuhhahaha model humor, really, it’s just sad. So the bone is definately broken but no scary operations are necessary, which makes me very happy. The fact that my hand is busted for a long time makes me less happy. But hey, happy is more dominant than less happy so not to worry. I have a mobile number here now, here we go: 0016465490636 or shouldn’t I put it on a public website? Well Ewout your call. If you think it’s a bad idea remove my foolishness please
Oh yes, another part of my manliness which I have been trying to hang on to in this world I’m in has been stripped away from me today. I have been to a tanning salon. My agency has been insulting me and telling me to go for a week now, and now I had to give in. Both my ego and myself could not take it anylonger. I felt like a biofluorescent hamburger in between two claustrophobia-inducing buns. And talking about buns: I think I burnt at least one of them in there (they are not used to sunshine, yes, even fake sunshine). But at least I was in the Caribbean for 14 and a half minutes.
Crap.
Nov 8th
So I just went to the doctor (the bearded guy from Supersize Me, not kidding) and I need an X-ray on my hand. He expects I have something called a Boxers’ Fracture. Sounds cool doesn’t it? Not if your opponent is a brick wall. If it is, I’m highly screwed. Literally, since they’ll have to surgically put a pin in there. Mother&^%$. At least I will always remember the day I heard about how short life can be.
Tomorrow the X-ray. Please all hope it’s not broken. Still hurts like a motherlovin’ son of a happy person (hahaha inside joke).
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Nov 7th
What a weird start it has been. I’ve met many new people, seen many new things, had a bunch of emotions that apparently needed more handling than smacking a wall (felt better thogh, even though I really think something’s broken in there) and have realized I really really need more to do than being a model. I mean, if I’m gonna be a poor bum at least I want to be a useful one right? But even wanting to work for free to help others is not all that easy. I am best friends with about seven people’s voicemails at UNICEF by now, and other attempts are bouncing off just as hard.
So time is turning into an enemy. Too much of it is just bad. So there you are, in one of the biggest cities of the world, wanting to work, but you can’t. That shouldn’t be possible. So I’ll search harder. What am I doing typing on LiveNews then?
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Nov 3rd
So a really nice guy whom I knew from UCU hung himself last night. He won’t wake up today. He didn’t see any other way out then to hurt himself and so many others around him. Impossible to understand. It apperantly made me angry too, since I hit a wall so hard I’m not sure if I broke my finger.
NY.
Nov 2nd
Insanity insanity insanity! This place is bigger than any Apple I’ve seen. What a city! Still slightly jetlagged but lovin it so far! My appartment is beautiful, my agency people are really nice and just roaming the streeets here is just too much fun. Hard to believe that I might be calling this city ‘home’ for some time now. Crazy.
Thank you friends that came to the airport and handled a slightly absent (grumpy) me. Flight was fine, was great seeing a friend yesterday I hadn’t seen in 5 years. Oi too much to write about but I’m standing slightly slouched (*&^% short Americans…) over a Apple Powerbook in an Applestore so I just don’t feel like it. But bottomline: I am alive ‘n kicking and very excited to be here.
That’s it.
Livenews richt zich op België
Nov 1st
Ach, zo serieus hoeft het ook weer niet genomen te worden, maar feit is dat Livenews met ingang van heden ook bereikbaar is via http://www.livenews.be. Dat was het eigenlijk.
