What’s this ‘Eve’ thing?

New Year’s Eve, let’s face it, is overrated. Everyone makes it sound as if it’s the best evening you’ll ever had, but in reality most cafes are closed and there isn’t much to do. My best NYE ever was on a bus. We didn’t plan that, but the bus was late so we ended up seeing all the fireworks on our way to a very lame party.
Now that is cool.

This year we had plans, but they kind of broke down in the end. So now I’ll spend this evening at home, thinking about 2013 and how this year has been. It was a year of more drinking and going out, it was the year of interesting courses, of disappointments, the year of a very crappy summer and the year of boring courses.

Overall I believe this year wasn’t very fun. Let’s hope 2014 will be worth it a lot more.

Next to that let’s forget my personal problem things. There have been two ‘events’ this year that I won’t forget.There’s the rising in Kyiv. I have been there a few months ago and now the people are trying to get what they want there – they want to belong to the EU. As a citizen of that EU I can understand that. It’s a peaceful rising and still it gets knocked down with violence. And it doesn’t seem to end. It’s a very sad thing, I feel for those people and I really hope they will get what they want – which is peace and a good life. I wish them all the best.

The second thing is the bombings in Russia. There have been two bombs in Volgograd in less than 24 hours. That’s madness. It broke my heart to hear this news. You’re talking about completely innocent people who are killed because of something. Which happens all the time, I know, but Russia is now somewhat closer to my heart. And it’s quite unexpected because this country isn’t in war. At the moment there are 34 casualties and still a lot of wounded people. In sincerely hope there won’t be any more casualties and I wish the people there, or anyone affected by this, a lot of courage and strength.

Let’s just not forget that every year again, we rack up the body count. That’s sad.

But still I wish all of you a year that’s better than 2013 has been! Much love, kittens and food, and  above all, much blogging!


I’ve got quite some things to confess, especially since we had a rather remarkable Thursday night, but I will not be confessing all my sins and mistakes here. There is one thing though I want to tell – maybe someone around here feels the same way. Let’s share our dolour!

You know, today is the 1st of December and people start to freak out with delightful decoration. Christmas trees, small, coloured lights and so on suddenly appear everywhere, and magazines start talking about how to dress during the Christmas dinner or New Year’s Eve. I didn’t realize it until I felt a sudden distaste turned up when seeing this stuff. I was casually reading a magazine and I saw all these things about The Holidays, and I stopped reading. I put the magazine away. I realized I don’t like this period. In fact, I start to hate it.
I mean, everyone seems to make a big deal out of Christmas and New Year’s Eve, but I think they’re overrated. You should celebrate Christmas with your family, but in fact I don’t know my entire family well enough to spend hours and hours with them, waiting for food of some kind. And New Year’s Eve isn’t that special at all. Last year, we were on a bus at 12:00 pm, and that was the best New Year’s Eve I’ve had so far. It was unexpected, everyone was kind, we saw all the fireworks. That was enough. The parties that night aren’t any better or more special than at other times. Why would that night be better than others? I’ve had some great nights already, on the most random days.
It’s like obligatory fun, but mostly I feel a bit lost during these days. Sometimes I’d rather hide and wait until it’s over. Everyone makes such a big deal out of it, and I wonder why… Plus: I’m not catholic, and I know most people here aren’t, so they just take Christmas as an excuse for presents and too much food. (Though some people also might like to spend time with their family of course.) I don’t need any presents, I won’t buy presents either. That’s the best way to avoid Christmas songs as well…

Next to that, this period is filled with dropping temperatures and darkness and snow perhaps. The best circumstances to hide, right? Maybe I can spend those days in my bed, thinking away the world or something. A cup of hot tea every now and then, and I’ll be just fine. No need to dress up for a party that will probably suck, no hours spent waiting for the next dish though you’re not hungry anymore. It’s fine for me to celebrate Christmas with my parents and brother, and to be in some cafe with some friends with New Year’s Eve. Let’s not make a big deal out of it, okay? No Christmas songs, no Christmas trees everywhere. Not necessary. A burning grate-fire will do.


OMG, they’ll excommunicate us!


Where were you?

I was in a bus shelter. And you?

Bus shelter

There I was