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Gwen. 23. Sagittarius. Dutch girl. Psychology student. proud brunette. sarcastic. honest. neurotic. sweet. people pleaser. movie buff. magazine whore. "every day is a fashion show". Phantom Planet.
Maroon 5. Drake Bell. Rooney. Razorlight. Ashlee Simpson. Ali Larter. Katherine Heigl. Scarlett J. Rachel McAdams. Jessica Biel.
Eric Christian Olsen.
Jake Gyllenhaal. Dermot Mulroney. <3 Jared Padalecki. John Krasinski. Elizabethtown. The Family Stone.
Empire Records. 10 Things I Hate About You. Magnolia. My Best Friend's Wedding. Scream. Almost Famous.
Chasing Amy. Planet Terror. The Office.
Grey's Anatomy. Buffy the Vampire Slayer. Scrubs.
Date: 06/24/08 Listening: Brighter than Sunshine - Aqualung Watching: Erik Palladino on Law & Order: SVU Reading: Shopaholic Takes Manhattan - Sophie Kinsella Feeling: sleepy Loving: My new dresses Last movie: License to Wed Surfing:Twop
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THE END IS NEAR (OR HERE?)
Well.. hmm.. okay. My supervisor finally graded my thesis and he gave it a 7.5. He called me on my cellphone at work yesterday and sounded incredibly serious so I immediately thought it was going to be bad news. But it turned out to be the grade that I was kinda expecting that I would get. He said it would've been an 8 if I had showed more initiative, which I also expected he would say. I'm a pretty good student, but this scientific stuff isn't something that comes easy to me. So I needed a little more guidance during the whole research, testing and analyzing process. Plus, to his disappointment I always had little interest in becoming a researcher and thus lacked enthusiasm. I can't help it that I rather want to be a therapist. It's my choice, right?
That means I now have all my credits and I will be graduating in September with a 7.5 GPA. On one hand, I feel like it's a pretty average GPA, but on the other hand, you need an 8.1 or higher to graduate cum laude here, so I guess if you compare, it's not too bad. Do you know they make it harder for you to graduate cum laude here by not giving grades higher than an 8 in certain courses? It's ridiculous. Anyways, everyone at work reacted more excited than I did and they gave me a beautiful bouquet of flowers today as a congrats. I really wasn't expecting it! I'm not sure where my lack of excitement is coming from. Guess I'm just sad my time at uni is coming to an end. I only have a couple more weeks left as an intern and I have to write my final report about it, but that doesn't count towards my GPA.
Okay, now something I can be excited about: shopping! Err.. that just made me sound really shallow right? I bought two beautiful dresses this weekend and the pictures below really don't do them any justice. The left one is a cute layered summer dress (if only the weather would cooperate) and the right one is the dress I'll be wearing when I graduate. I think it's pretty classy. Both are knee-length.. I don't really like too short. Which one is your favorite?
Remember that restaurant chain with the bomb threat? Nathalie and I ate there today and it was still as busy there as before the threat. It felt a bit weird, but we weren't scared. I'm probably going to eat there again next week with Chris. I still have to convince him to come to Rotterdam, cause I don't feel like going to The Hague after work.
GAHHH.. today bugged! I went to work early to finish a client report, because my colleague almost kicked me out of the building yesterday at 4.45 pm. We were the only ones left and she was already halfway out the door when she said that if I don't leave now, I have to lock up, set the alarm and close the gate. I don't even have a key! So I arrive early, finish my report only to find out my first client cancelled. My next clients were in the afternoon so I had nothing to do all morning. But then the afternoon was really busy and my last client ran late so I got to leave at 6.15 pm. That last client really frustrated me because I'm here to help, right? And he just wasn't listening and he wasn't open to any suggestions at all. It felt like a huge waste of time.
Tomorrow and Thursday are going to be busy as well, so I've decided to take Friday off otherwise I might actually go insane. I'm going to visit my friend Jo. I haven't seen her in months and I'm very excited. I have to travel 40 minutes by train to get there, but I picked up Shopaholic Takes Manhattan to read so I will definitely amuse myself. Jo is one of my friends from university that I haven't seen much of since classes ended for me about a year ago. Other people I really miss are Steven and Amber because I used to see them on a daily basis. Those are a lot of lunch and coffee breaks spent together and now I haven't seen both of them in months. I hate it. If my life were a chicklit novel this would end in a quirky and upbeat way. I'd probably end up marrying him and starting my own practice with her. So far, life has shown no signs of being one.
In other news, I've passed my final. YAYNESS! And I can't be the only one disappointed in the Sex and the City movie, right?
Where to begin? Well, if you read the post below you know that my blog was deleted and I didn't have recent backups of my blogs and comments. Stupid me! My supervisor read my thesis and I still have to make some minor adjustments, but besides that, it turned out pretty good. And I'm having doubts whether or not I'm actually suitable to become a therapist. When I first started interning I helped supervise a weekly group session for 3 months. This week I found out that the cancer of one of my clients from that group has returned and spread to his bones. I nearly cried when I found out, because when it has spread to your bones, there's not much hope left. I was sad about that and then one of the therapists reminded me that I shouldn't take things personal otherwise I will never be a good therapist. Why couldn't I have chosen a happy job? Like baking cupcakes or something? I did get a glowing performance review though, last week. I guess it just takes time to get used to things like this.
When I leave work, I don't really think about the sad things. Okay, now that I'm blogging about it, I am. But I do feel this need to compensate it with more happy and shallow things. So I bought Confessions of a Shopaholic by Sophie Kinsella, which I'm really enjoying. I also bought How to Walk in High Heels: a Girl's Guide to Everything. It gives advice about everything like how to eat with chopsticks, how to change a lightbulb, how to play poker and it's written in a fun way. I also played miniature golf last week, which is actually harder than you might think. And tomorrow I'm gonna see Made of Honor and next week Sex & the City!
I was at a friend's birthday last night, and I asked Casey how Chris was doing, because they work together. And he's just like, "Ohw, he's fine.. you know him, busy being a player." Look, I can deal when he's busy with work and his illness, but I like to think that I, his friend who's always been there for him, have some kind of priority over random girls. I don't only want to be hearing from him when he practically demands my presence when he's drumming for another one of his musicals etc. Like last time he told me over and over to come and didn't even invite our other friends. Anyways, I called him and he was happy to hear from me.. blah blah. And I'm like, dude, I missed you, it 's been ages. Excuses excuses. He starts naming everything he has to do in the upcoming weeks. I know what it's like to be busy, but I think it's uncool to blow off your real friends. But, we now have dinner plans in a couple of weeks so for now, I'm satisfied.
Just a short message to let you know what happened. My host was having problems with her host and then *poof* everything was gone. I did have a backup of my site, except for recent blog entries (I'm missing the entire month of May) and comments (I'm missing 6 months). I'm really kicking myself that I don't have a more recent backup. From now on, I'm making a backup after every new blog!
Right now just really busy. Will blog and return comments soon!
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I bought two beautiful dresses this weekend and the pictures below really don't do them any justice. The left one is a cute layered summer dress (if only the weather would cooperate) and the right one is the dress I'll be wearing when I graduate. I think it's pretty classy. Both are knee-length.. I don't really like too short. Which one is your favorite? 
Jenn~, Becca, April, Shannon, Angela, Julia, Ciel, Martine, Annika, Rachael W., Christa, Sanne, DarkChii,
So I arrive early, finish my report only to find out my first client cancelled. My next clients were in the afternoon so I had nothing to do all morning. But then the afternoon was really busy and my last client ran late so I got to leave at 6.15 pm. That last client really frustrated me because I'm here to help, right? And he just wasn't listening and he wasn't open to any suggestions at all. It felt like a huge waste of time. 
And I can't be the only one disappointed in the Sex and the City movie, right?
My supervisor read my thesis and I still have to make some minor adjustments, but besides that, it turned out pretty good. And I'm having doubts whether or not I'm actually suitable to become a therapist. When I first started interning I helped supervise a weekly group session for 3 months. This week I found out that the cancer of one of my clients from that group has returned and spread to his bones. I nearly cried when I found out, because when it has spread to your bones, there's not much hope left. I was sad about that and then one of the therapists reminded me that I shouldn't take things personal otherwise I will never be a good therapist. Why couldn't I have chosen a happy job? Like baking cupcakes or something? I did get a glowing performance review though, last week. I guess it just takes time to get used to things like this.
Look, I can deal when he's busy with work and his illness, but I like to think that I, his friend who's always been there for him, have some kind of priority over random girls. I don't only want to be hearing from him when he practically demands my presence when he's drumming for another one of his musicals etc. Like last time he told me over and over to come and didn't even invite our other friends. Anyways, I called him and he was happy to hear from me.. blah blah. And I'm like, dude, I missed you, it 's been ages. Excuses excuses. He starts naming everything he has to do in the upcoming weeks. I know what it's like to be busy, but I think it's uncool to blow off your real friends. But, we now have dinner plans in a couple of weeks so for now, I'm satisfied.