Sweet child 'o mine

For music, we were asked (our "band") to join the "lunchconcert" which means we have a "gig". After we performed our song (hey joe by JH) for music, the guy said he thought we were really good, so he invited us to perform our song again. But we've chosen to do an other song, sweet child 'o mine by GNR. We're with many people now. Weve got Max playing drums, Paul playing rythm guitar, Bram (also known a Brem) playing bass, then we have Olivier playing keyboard, and me playing lead guitar. The end is really hard to play, but the other things are quite easy to learn. But I still have to find out who plays what. At least, for Paul and Bram and Olivier. That's really fun. Anyways, I've got to go now, thanks for reading.

Rock and Roll ain't noise pollution

First of al: WOOHOO, got myself 700 hits on this blog!!

Second of all: I got an argue with my fater and brother today. They think rock 'n roll is stupid. They rather hear people "rapping" to music which is made by a computer, then real music made with guitar and drums, and where people sing in stead of talking. I lost. Of course, there were 2 of them, and only one of me :). Even though, it was worth 'fighting' for. Also, I was challenged when playing a game, to make my own version of lemmings. I don't know if I should accept it. Hmm.. I'll need to think about it. It would be cool if I could do it, but I have no idea how i should do it..

Jimi Hendrix

Today I got to barrow the Jimi Hendrix at the Isle of Wright festival: Blue Wild Angel DVD from someone. I'm very pleased with it. Really, since it's one of the few live recordings from JH that I don't have. But unfortunatly, I can't listen to it, and I can't watch it. When I put de DVD in my computer, he installed some software. But it apprears I can't use the software because the driver for my graphic card doesn't support it. So I downloaded the latest I could find, but still I can't watch it... Don't know what to do anymore, because I can't find a solutionon the internet. Then I'll try to watch it downstairs tonight.

Also, IT'S WEEKEND!!! I can tell you one thing, we've had a boring week. Got some results from a test: a 6,5 (for the not-Dutch readers: on a 1>10 scale). Also for physics we had a practicum (?) and that turned out to be a 7.9 (BEAT THAT MAX). I did it with a person who isn't quite serious, so I expected to get a lower result than Max, but it turns out to be higher :P.

Hmm.? Bad?

For our class English we had to write a letter. M (I will reveal his name: Max xD) thinks my Enlish sucks (do you think so to..?). But my teacher has other minds about that. He says we, Max Paul and I are the 3 in our class who can speak Enlish better than average. Hmm, I doubt it. As far as it concerns my self I also think it pretty sucks, my pronuncation is a little better, and when writing it, It's again better. I explained my teacher wy my English it bad. It has to do with the fact that I learnt English from TV and the computer. So I learnt all those times (present perfect, present simple and so on) by myself, without knowing it. So now, it's easy for my to use them. I also don't think about it. But nou, on secondary school, we have to learn them for our class, and that is where it goes wrong. When I think when doing it, I get confiused. So says my teacher. When you have to think for an action you used to do without thinking (like breathing) and at once, you have to start thinking how to do it, it's harder. Maybe the breathe-example maybe sucks, but it's just an example.

Well, I've got some good news. I still haven't got my footswitch, but I'm getting a CD from Jimi Hendrix soon. It's one of the few CD's from Jimi I'm still missing..

Happy birthday...

Hmm. Celebrated my birthday yesterday. It was a really nice day, with lots of family, lots of food and lots of money. I did a brunch, so we had a late breakfast, and since we had dinner very early, I practically was eating all day. I didn't care though, since I'm always hungry.

Today, we went out for the beach. The weather suddenly changed from nice, to foggy and cold and wet. My mother slipped out on a fish that she didn't see. It was flushed on land, and still alive. xD, had some good fun with a almost crying sister She felt bad for the fish (omg), and the fact that it would die... Then my father grabbed a stick AND... You should imagine the rest yourself... Oh, almost forgot to say I had to do some "punishment work" (I don't know the correct English word for it). Got my mom not-amused there ;)

Highway Chile

Today I've been to the autoRAI. It's a carshow, the biggest in Holland. Lots of cars, bikes, and concept cars. We began our "journey" at the family cars. That part of course was so boring, I almost fell asleep in one of the cars (actually I had a little sleep to catch up, from the night before, I didn't sleep much then). 

Then, the cabriolet's came. A nicer part, but still boring, due to cars we've had seen before in the family part. Even though there was a rolls-royce phantom coupé, and a Lamborghini roadster...

Finally, after the bikes, the 4x4's and carshow we were heading to the sports cars and super cars. The nicest part. A lamborghini Murcielago, Gallardo, Piaggo Zonda (or something), a spijker, and some cars I had never heard before. But, a nice day.

Rocker

Today, I've read my blog myself. I found out it sucks. Stupid stories, bad English and I can go on...         Even though, I'll write again.

Today mu oncle came by for my birthday, with wy cousins from Curacao. But it has been such a long time that we haven't seen each other, the youngest of them don't know who I am anymore. Even though, we had a lot of fun. One of them has turned into a rocker-skater-girl-loving-boy, so we listened to some music today, and he showed me some tricks on his (really nice) board. He has got this very cool bracelet with metal studs on it, and very cool shoes from vans. Also he wore a shirt from rage against the machine, which is not my favorite band, but I like it. I got him convinced NOT to buy one of greenday. Because, as we all know, the band sucks. Just like me, he plays guitar (accoustic), so we played some songs together. Then he showed me this photograph from his girl (he likes to say that). I doubt if it's really his "girl", since I know he isn't really after girls (he isn't gay, but skating and music is more important to him) and the girls are not really after him. 

Well, my mom called me, so I've got to go.

Manic depression

So. Long time no writing. It's because I had a busy week. 

I went to a music store Sunday. Since my birthday is comming, I've been asking my parent for a footswitch. And it drove them nuts. So, sunday, we were going to buy one. Of course, traffic jam. Stuck. Behind an aston martin DB 9. I've never liked a traffic jam as much as then. The music store we were going to, was kind of big. For each instrument you can think of, they had it, or something that has to do woth it. First, we went by the guitars. Now I'm convinced I'm going to buy a Gibson SG when I've got enough money. Of course, all the footswitches were sold out. So now I'll have to buy one in my hometown, which is going to take a couple of weeks. But for toy, I may get my Guns N roses bandshirt. I hope so. 

This is a very nice week. All days (except from Thursday) we're out from 12.10 of (only friday) free!

Nemesis

Not really my nemesis. No... But I don't like it. I've bought another shirt, guns N roses. From their album Chinese Democracy. Which by the wy is SO different then what we know from GNR so far... Anyways. I told him I bought the shirt. He also wants to buy a bandshirt. I told him which one I'd bought. Now, he wants to buy the same shirt (at least, that's what I understand when I hear him and my friends talking about it). I told him I was not amused. I don't want another guy to have the same shirt as me, I told him. But now he says he saw the shirt first..! OMG?! The only clothes in the world I like a bandshirts, so maybe you could understand I'm quite mad about it. If he is going to buy it, I'll really get angry He will notice it. 

Got my mom convinced I'm a real tallent on guitar, so now she's going to buy me a footswitch/POD. Woohoo. More songs can be played now... Downside.. I still need to wait for a week, since it had to be ordered from the USA... Ahhh

Wait until Tomorrow

Right. Question. In Holland, in our language that no one understands, we have this wierd thing. My neighbour has a photograph, and it's title is: A last ride. "Een laatste rit". That "A"-part is in Dutch "een". Which, in this context, means there are more of them. How can you have several last rides? So, today I told him the title is wrong. He changed it to THE last ride. I'm happy with that..

Also, got my first bandshirt today. It's fits almost perfectly. It's only a little wide. But I maybe wear it tomorrow. Quite happy with it. 

Well, that is it. 

Foxy Lady

I'll write about her. It's what I said to M. Well I've done. Short entry today xD.

Back in black

First, I always wore whatever was on top of my clothes-stack. Now, I take great care choosing my clothes. For instance, tha AC/DC shirt. I think it's going to turn my mother nuts. I've been listening to AC/DC for 2 whole days. Whole days. Almost 24 hours a day. I only stopped the music te sleep. And eat. And as I'm writing, I'm listening to... Maybe you guess, AC/DC. Well, since I play it very loud, she should be happy I'm not listening to Arch enemy or cradle of filth. Right now, my iPod has no available memory anymore, so I guess I can't put the damn music on my MP3-player. Hmm, some great thinking takes place here. As you could have read yesterday, I also want to buy a new guitar. But I want a new MP3-player just as bad, because my iPod can't have more songs on it then it has right now... Hmm.

By the way, you should listen to AC/DC's Big Balls. It's a funny song. 

I think this is my earliest entry from this whole blog.

By the way, you should listen to AC/DC's whole lotta Rosie. It's a nice song.

Well, today I have to play Jimi Hendrix' Hey Joe for music. With my "band". Hmm. Curious to see what happens. I think it will be madness. Well, have to go to school now.

Finally

Well, I've got myself a bandshirt. Finally. It's from AC/DC. This shirt was second on my list, I couldn't find the first on my list. When I was looking in the shop (where I did not bought it, I bought it via internet, WORLD OF THE LAZY xD)my mother saw a shirt with a big-size skull and a poem with whore and fuck, she said; Isn't this a nice one? I also nearly bought a nirvana shirt, which I also want, but it was to big. So. Went to the McDo for a quick hamburger. 

For my guitar lessons, I now have to play a song of Santana, Samba pa ti. It's harder then it sounds, but about half past the song, I got to improvise. In E pentatonic. It's really nice, and as my mom and guitar teacher says, it sounds quite well. I'm getting a footswitch for my birthday. or even a pod with double footswitch. Also, I'm thinking about buying a new guitar. I don't know which one yet. I'm thinking about a Gibson SG. I think I'll first have to convince my parents... Bye

Oh, by the way, a friend thinks it's very gay if I say: "Thanks for reading, Bye!", So to do him a favour, I'll now say: nothing.

Wild thing..

There is this thing... It's actually not really a thing, but I'm not going to tell what it is. There a secrets all over the world, so why not here in my own room? It's a thing I've been wanting to write about for a long time. When I think of it, I instantly become comfertable. Everywhere I am. It's not my guitar xD. It's a wild thing. Just like what Jimi Hendrix once sang. Once, when he still was alive.It does exactly what is wants. This thing... it's very beautiful. And eventhough it's wild, it can be very nice. I first saw it when I got on secondary school. I instantly loved it. It could be even better then my guitar, piano and music collection. It's a wild thing, just like I said... Enough.

I think I'll change the name of my blog, because the name I've now, is a bit hard to memorise. You can still reach me at meblog.tk. I learnt how to play sweet child 'o mine in a day. It's not that hard.

Well, I'm going to study for now. I'll tell you if the name of my blog changes, and if so, I'll tell you it's new name. Bye.

Sleep now in the fire

YES! A wish I had for a long time has finally come true. I've found a good guitar pro 5 download for sleep now in the fire by rage against the machine. It's not that is think it's the bast band in the whole f*cking universe, as they say of themselves, but they have a couple of nice songs. Including sleep now in the fire. I found it when I heard this boy drumming on youtube, and he also had a vid of he and some other guys playing this song. And then I went searching. And I found! It's not as hard as I expected. It's really good to play though. Also, I now know the pentatonic range on the guitar, so I can improvise.

Today in testweek we had economics and English. English was okay, but I don't know what I should think of economics...

Thanks for reading, bye!

VATSIM

On internet are, for flight simmers, some networks in which you can fly with "pilots" from all over the world. I'm flying at VATSIM. It's a virtual world, with air traffic controllers, and pilots. I am playing the pilot. I'm also joining a virtual airline. It's called transavia VA. A virtual airline is actually just a normal airline. It has pilots, a dispatch and, it carries people. A virtual airline does the same thing, but virual. Today I got my promotion, which I've been expecting for a long time. Now, I'm senior first officer. Nothing changes. But people with who I perform a flight, and are lower in rank then I am, have to say "sir" to me. And if I have to do a flight, and there are no captains availeble, I am the captain of the flight! How is that? I get to say things like: Let's get boarding and before take off checklist and so on. Of course, it doesn't happen a lot that I'm playing the captain since we are a large VA. In a couple of months I expect to be promoted to junoir captain. This means I get te be captain at short flights, and when I perform flight longer then 2500 nautical miles (4630 km), I get to be the third pilot. Not that I'm flying myself, but I have to look what the captains do. Remember. This is a virtual airline, and it's so close to reality! 

Also, I messed up physics in our testweek. I thought I had done it very well, but as it seams right now, I've made a couple of mistakes. Maybe it are only two, but I'm not happy with that. I could have done it all right. Ahh, I will see what is becomes. Bye! 

p.s.: tomorrow geographic and French, xD, I suck at french...

737-700 simulator

Hell, I've liked today. I went out to fly in boeing 737 simulator. It was one of the most impressing things I've done in my (short) life so far. I had to keep altitude at 5000 ft. That's about 1530 meters. That's a normal height for an approach. I had to do a turn of 360 degrees, which was really fun since I then also got to do the throttles. And of course... I landed. Not really what aviators would call a nice landing. Even though, my "instructor" was impressed. Maybe, in the future, this blog will be a blog of an aviator, xD. 

I also have 2 positions in my guitar to play a solo, or improvise. I use backingtracks for the rythm and then I play until my fingers hurt. This is it for today, Bye 

P.S: since I have a week with only tests next week (in Holland it's called a "proefwerkweek"), I won't write much, because I of course must learn.

Your anus

Did you know there is a planet which is called: your anus? That's what M asked me this day. I said: no. I know a lot of planets, but not that one. He said: uranus. Muhaha, not funny. I'm still looking for a bandshirt, all though I think I am going to buy a shirt of Lamb of God. Also, for our music project maybe I'm going to sing. I sing bad. As the French would say: merde. So, luckly for us, another classmate is maybe going to sing for us,

Well, that's is for today. Not a lot happened so not really much to write about. I will write more in the future. Shit, mum is calling me now to get my ass down xD. Bye!

iTunes

This publish has nothing to do with iTunes, but I didn't knew a title xD. 

Well, I've been looking for a bandshirt, study for school and play guitar. Results: not a nice bandshirt, a 10 (or A) for physics and of course other marks, but I'm not going to write them down all, and a couple of new songs for my guitar. Not many time for my blog. Also, nothing has happened. So. Short blog this time... Thanks for reading it though, bye!

Politics

This is for all the Dutch (including M) who like the PVV, a Dutch political faction, a rightist one. You may know the leader. The ass with the (fake) wite hair, and the movie. About the muslims and shit. One that blows something smalls up to something bigs. For instance: an eliphant died in a zoo. Cry cry cry, bla bla bla, and it was done. I thought. Not. No, I forgot the PVV. You know what they did. They cared about an eliphant. There was a debate about an eliphant in our gouvnerment. An eliphant. And you know what? They have 26 "zetels" (places for members of the tweede kamer, which represent the people from holland) if elections would be now. 26. That means, that if it would happen, the biggest group in our gouvnerment, cares more about eliphants, then a war, for instance. Am I stupid, or is Holland stupid?!

Well, my aunt is a journalist. She got an e-mail from our friend, the PVV. In it: (translated)

"Dear mem,

We have noticed that your union (that of journalists) is doing a research about you being threatned during your work hours. Bla bla bla bla bla..."

Bottom line is, they find it ridicilous that they always be nice to foreigners, but they get beaten by them and menaced. My aunt thinks it's a part of her job, since they do their thing when people don't want it. So they may get angry. But the PVV says we don't have to agree hat they write nice and shine about foreigners, while they are being rude against "us", Dutch people. You know what her reply is? "I've never been threatned by a foreigner. It are people from Holland that do it, not the Turkish, not the Maroccans, but the Dutch". But the PVV is stupid enough to think everything happens is caused by foreigners. Stupid PVV.

Thanks for reading, bye.

Hell NO!!

No Jimi Hendrix, no Led Zeppelin, no Black Sabbath, no nothing. I can't find the bandshirt I want anywhere. I don't know it anymore. There is one option left of a bandshirt, which they do sell, from the (almost) best band in the whole world. Cradle of Filth. But that's from a metalband, and I don't want my schoolmates to think I bought it, just because M also has got a shirt from a metalband. He's got one of Arch enemy (the best band in the universe). So... It stinks. 

Anyway... I've noticed something today. People are curious. Not just curious. People are mad. Today I said to a friend: haha, I'm thinking of something what I would like, but you would kill me for it. Like I said people are curious, he asked me what is was for about 3 hours. Also, when a classmates walkes into our classroom, everyone follows that person with their eyes, just as long as they sit. Why would people be so curious? I think it's something that has remained from the ages we had no guns, and there was threat anywhere you could think of.

My mother thinks I've got autism (or how do you say it in English?!), I'm autistic. Could be... I don't know. It would explain a lot of things though... Anyway, thanks for reading, bye!

Hell yeah!!

Something great happened yesterday. As I listen to Arch Enemy, I think of yesterday...

"But please, I want it". That's me. "No, you can't have it". That's my mum."but I've been wanting one since years."NO, it's not going to happen, so stop it". It was really hard. "But there won't be any skulls or graveyards on it". But I've done it. "Okay, but NO skulls". I convinced my mum I wanted one. I don't no what kind I want. Short or long? Hmmm. It's always hard to make a choise. Let's not think about that now, just enjoy the fact I may buy one. I think I'll be going to discuss it with some friends of mine. My father won't be happy, but I don't care anymore. Ladies and gentlemen, I convinced my mother to allow me to buy a bandshirt. Since she knows I like metal she's not been wanting me to buy a bandshirt. It took me a week. But I've done it. Bye.

P.S.: Hell yeah!!

Jimi Hendrix

Today, me and M first played our 2 parts for our Hey Joe song (I've written about it before), and it sounds really cool. If you think the bad-tuned guitar and bass aren't there at least. It's is going to be such a high mark. M and I (and sometimes P and O, two of my other friends, also) are the only ones practising whenever we can. M plays really nice bass and I play the chords, intro and end (those are not chords) and M plays the drums and O plays the piano. Since we don't sing, it is a little boring. So I was wondering if any of you had some good ideas. You may leave them here as comments, but think of this: I only play guitar for 2 months now. Allthough my guitarteacher says I've got talent, it ould be nice if it isn't too hard, like fingerpicking (but I can play notes). Thank you very much if you leave any suggestions, I would be very happy.

Tanks for reading my blog, bye.

flight 1951..

Fog. "Turkish 1951 cleared for ILS-approach runway 18L (note: not sure if it was 18L or 36R) wind is 10 knots heading 239." As normal; here goes the respond:"Turkish 1951 is cleared for ILS-approach runway 18L, wind is 10 knots heading 239 bye. The pilot sets the autopilot and radio for the autolanding. As the approach goes on, something happens: "To low, gear. To low, gear". This is a warning from GPWS (ground proximity warning system), which means you're flying to low. The pilots ignore it. Then the rudder starts to shake, as final warning for a possible crash. The pilot disengages the autopilot, to manualy give some throttle. It's to late. Turkish airlines 1951 has crashed just before the runway is was supposed to land on. 

What went wrong? Why did flight 1951 crash? The commision who was ordered to find out, has discovered an asnwer for all these questions. Most likely, the radio had an defect why it wasn't working correct. I'll try to explain.

An autolanding happends because of ceveral things. The autopilot is set to follow an ILS-signal. That is send from ground by a radiotransmitter, but large. The autopilot reads it's altitude from the radio. Most likely with DME (Distance measuring equipment, tells you how fast you are going, how high and what the distance between you and your target is. In case of flight 1951, the radio, which is supposed to receive the DME-signal, didn't work well. The radio said the airplane was flying -3 feet, that is possible because the runway lies just under sea-level, about 8 feet. The airplane thought: (not literally of course :P) "Let's land, I'm just above the runway". Well.. appearently not. The aircraft gave less throttle and did it's nose higher. That while it was still flying 680 meters above ground. 

This is most likely the cause of the crash. Thanks for reading and bye!! 

The Game..?

I don't have much time to write, because I have lots of homework, but I'll try to write something what isn't complete stupid. Here I go:

FUCK!!!! I've go so many freaking homework (I know, I know, that "freaking" part but I don't want to curse to much on my blog). SO much fucking homework (ah, what the hell, losing my anger a bit). While I'm writing this, I also have got to make french (6 excersices) learn french, make a report of french, learn chemistry and study for a test German tomorrow. Also, I have to learn Hey Joe from Jimi Hendrix for music. Lots of homework, like I wrote. 

But what I want to write about is The Game. It's a game which EVERYONE (including you) plays. If you don't know you're playing it, you know it now. My friend M introduced me to it. By the way, you just lost it and I just lost it. Everyone in our class thinks it's a stupid fuck-off game (actually, it is :P)...

Well, enough writing for today, time to do my homework. Thanks for reading my blog, bye!

P.S.:you just lost the game..!

Dinner and games

Went out for dinner yesterday, so I didn't had time to write. It was delicious. As starter, I had chosen mushroom soup with Dutch shrimps. Lovely that was, and than I had a really nice medium steak, with a very nice sauce and a filled (with garlic) tomato. as dessert I took vanille ce with home-made chocolate sauce.

By the way, I've got 3 new games (all star wars)... Quite fun. Short blog today, because there isn't really much to tell. Tomorrow, holidays are over:(

Thanks for reading, bye!

crash

For the people who are into planes (including myself), today was a black day. An airplane with 139 (I think it was, but I could be wrong) crashed near runway 18L/36R, also known as "the polderbaan".
The 2 pilots died, just as 2 stewardesses and 4 passengers. For as far as I know the crash was caused by a shortage of fuel ang both engines dropped out. Another cause I've heard was that the airplane was flying to low, but I think it was both, since you can not keep your altitude if both your engines have dropped out. I'm really curious to what happened, but it will most likely be reported in a magazine I read, so I'll update you then.

Nothing more of interrest happened this holiday. I had to clean up my room today, watched the parade of karnaval in "boemeldonck" (watch video: optocht boemeldonck 2009 at gadgets). That is it for today, bye! Thanks for reading my blog.

Holiday or holydays?

With a friend of mine I was chating about holidays. He thinks, they were first days (from the Middle ages) to celebrate birthdays of holy people, saints and so on. That's why he calls them: Holydays.         I would prefer to call them holydays, because I've got nothing to do. No homework, no school, no nothing. HOLYdays. But as we all know, there is a lot to do on those days, like cleaning your room. That's what I've got to do this day... Not Holydays, but holidays. Now I know why...

But there also is good new! Yes indeed, since it's holiday now, I'll be going to spot some planes at schiphol, going to fly all around the world with fsx and kill everyone I see in far cry 2! Also, I'm on a new song. I'm first played it at my piano, then I figured it out it maybe would be nice to also play it on guitar, but since it's a little jazz, my guitar (not a jazzmodel) doesn't sounds really good for it. 

I'm going to fly now, thanks for reading my blog, bye

Star wars and music

The only thing that was nice today, was history. I am not going to tell you now, maybe later. We had a test, and I'm pretty confidenced about it. I think I'll have a good mark. 

Anyway, for our musicclass we have to play a song. I'm with my friend who's basically great doing any kind of instrument, then there's me and I'm good at piano (6 years) and as my guitar teacher says, talented for guitar (a month, but quite good), then there is this guy who wants to play guitar, and a guy who hasn't got any sense of rythm (in Holland we would say he is: ritmisch gestoord). Together we'd chosen "Hey Joe" from Jimi Hendrix- the master himself (:P). Since my friend thinks I think we're in a blog-view-hits-competition, please do me a favour and check my blog very often :P.

I don't really now to tell much, exept that all the star wars movies have been on tv, for over 6 weeks orso. I think I now maybe am addicted to star wars. "Luke, I'm your father". Darth Vader and Luke Skywalker rule my head since then, so everything is very confusing. It's not only Darth Vader and Luke by the way. I also have my normal feelings and thoughts not really complete in my power. They are doing what they want, so I think a lot. 

Well, that's all for today, I'm going to cut it of...Thanks for reading, bye!!

p.s.: I'm getting a new monitor for my computer since this one is almost broken xD

SHIT!!!

BACK; since it appears that someone has actually red my blog ;).

Really happy to have more blog hits than my friend, because he's doing all the publicity-things, and I pretty much don't. Today was a view day at my school (mencia de mendoza), and I was asked to help. Together with my best schoolmate M, we went out to help. Quite nice, since we got al the blown-up (not exploded) chocolate éclairs. They were put in a glass bell, then all the air got sucked out, and the air inside the chocolate éclairs also wanted to go out, and that is why it became larger and larger.

Another thing; I wonder if anyone can help me, today I spotted a star or planet that was really bright. I suspected it to be a planet, but for a planet, it had a really weird position. It was more brighter that I'd ever seen. My father thought it was Venus, but I really don't know. Could anyone help me (even though there are no photo's) by telling me when Venus is to be seen in Holland?

Thank you all for reading my blog, I'm going to watch TV now, bye.

P.S: for all the not-metal-fans, search youtube for Ed's furry fucking guide to metal.

The end

Since no-one seems to read my blog, this is my last blog I ever wrote...

Aegri somnia vana (such a man's ampty dreams)

Since my blog-reader-counter keeps at 47, I'm actually questioning myself if anyone is reading my blog...

Today sucked. Two out of 6 classes droped, but we (of course) weren't free, we had an hour after those two. So in total, we had to spend more that 1,5 hour on school, doing nothing. BORING! We are not allowed to go from school in those drop-out-hours, so we couldn't do nothing. Except drinking hot chocomilk and that wasn't even nice one. Just a little bit of water hat has a brown colour and a sweet taste. I listned some music, which we are actually also not allowed to do. Now comes the hard part: for French (drop out #2) we have a test tomorrow, but I don't know if I should learn or not. Beause I don't want to get a bad mark, but probably, it's a dropout... Maybe I should check the site.

By the way, I scored an 8,2 out of 10 for English today, for a test for which I hadn't even learnt!

I'm cutting off now, since there's nothing left to write about. (If anyone) Thanks for reading my blog, Bye

Dabit deus his quoque finem.

(I planned to publish this blog 3 days ago, so you should think ,while reading this, it's still Friday)

Dabit deus his quoque finem. God also wil give an end to these things.WOHOO, outbreak has come to an end, and I'm really happy with that!!! ''Taaldorp" was really easy. Since I don't have anything to write about, apart from a GPS-hike that went wrong, since the treasure was gone, I'll write about the sun today.

The sun. The sun is a yellow dwarf. Thats means that its spectral type is G (Spectral type is a classification, which is based on the star's color, and it's spectrum of radiated light. Type G is the best type known, because it's not to big (3rd in a row of 7) and it radiates not to many radioactive radiation). As we all know, the earth and other matter orbit around the sun. The sun is located at approximately 27000 light years from the galactic center, which is thought to be a black hole. The Sun has a spectral class of G2V. G2 means that it has a surface temperature of approximately 5,780 K (5,500 °C) giving it a white color that often, because of atmospheric scattering, appears yellow when seen from the surface of the Earth.

All matter in the Sun is in the form of gas and plasma because of it's high temerature. The sun is almost a perfect spherical, but the poles are just a little bit flatter. That is so little though, that the sun's equatorial diameter is just 10 kilometers more, than the diameter of the poles. Because of that, the poles rotate slower than the equator.

I find this very interresting and I'm really questioning myself if I should try to become pilot or do something with 'the space'. Well, I'm cutting it off now since that's all I know about the sun. Thanks for reading, Bye.

Who is the fool; the fool or the person that folows him

Today, I don't have a latin phrase. I don't really know a good one for today, but above all, I've been to a concentration camp today, and I was wondering: who is the fool: Hitler; or the persons (think of Himmler, the boss of the SS, but also all the other nazi's) who followed him. Not many people know Hitler also fought in WWI.

The camp were we had gone to was "kamp vught". It was not a camp like Auzwitch, to kill al the jews, but it was to store them, since all the other camps in Holland (including the ''storage" camps like westerbork) were full. Not only jews were prisoned there, but also ordinary thiefs, killers or other criminals. Over 750 people died in Vught. When I was there, I learnt this story:

A baby was born, I believe its name was Willem. It had been born to early. The camp-commander decided he would do enything to save Willems live. He did. Willem was saved by doctors. One day later, he was transported to Westerbork, and from there to Auswitch to be killed there. The nazi's just wanted to keep the order in that camp. The boy was only saved, to be killed a week later, together with some 1200 childeren. Al the childeren in kamp vught were killed, because the SSers guarding the camp couldn't handle them.

That was it for today, thanks for reading my blog, bye.

Spem successus alit

Spem successus alit. Success develops hope. I'm heapy to report to you, I've never blogged for this long! Since I now have success, I've hope someone will actually read my blog.

Today, on ''mencia outbreak week'' we had to collect DNA from onions. I had to work with M one of my best friends. Of all students we had collected the most beautiful DNA. At least that was what we were told. It felt like snot. And because it was a two-layer system (two different materials who can't mix, so they will floate on each other) the DNA got in alcohol. That burns a little bit when it touches your skin, it was fun to do it though, some didn't even know onions had DNA.

Yesterday was boring. We had to watch a lame-ass movie about a 16 year old girl who got pregnant...LAME!!!Then there was ice-skating. I don't know if you'll believe it, but I didn't even fell once. I didn't got quite a speed, because the last time I ice-skated has been three years from now.
The skates were rented (never ever do that, trust me) and they were very uncomfertable, of course. If I had just taked my own ice-skates...

Tomorrow, we are going to ''Kamp Vught'', which was used by the nazi's in WWII. By the way, the next time you want to read my blog, just go to (proud at myself I figured it out, eventhough with a little help from a friend): http://www.meblog.tk/.

Well, I don't know anything to write anymore, so I think I'm going to cut it off, bye.

Forsan et haec olim meminisse juvabit.

Forsan et haec olim meminisse juvabit. Perhaps, someday it will bring pleasure to even remember these things. Today we had to salsa-dance. I didn't, like I expected I would, hated it. It actually was quite nice. And so is everyone with me, who thought he would hate it. First we learnt the ramba, to the front, and after that, a step to the back. Then, we learnt the rumba, first a step to your left, then a step to your right. Then we learnt 2 spins: one to the right, which is quite simple, and one to the right, which is harder, because you have less time for the right turn. After that, we (boys, males, man or how you want to call it) had to choose a girl to dance with. Of course I really didn't had much choise. i just waited untill everyone had a girl, and I danced with the girl who also didn't had a partner. Just when I thought we were done, the girls had to slide one to their right, so I had another partner. Someday, maybe, even me will be brought pleasure to remember this day. By the way, ''taaldorp'' actually went quite good, I'm curious to my mark. That's it for today, bye.

Ne plus ultra.

Ne plus ultra. Nothing more beyond. I didn't really know a good discription about how I feel. Tomorrow is really going to suck, since we have outbreak week at school. Tomorrow we have something called ''taaldorp''. It's supposed to be a tiny village with a tourist information office, a restaurant and a shop. In 3 languages. French (I really suck in that tongue), german (just a little bit better) and Enlish (which is quite easy). Tomorrow we have french.

We also have to dance. Salsa. Only thing is..we have to dance with girls. I hate dancing, and i don't like to dance with girls (yet), because I'm to shy. I know it's pathetic.

I don't really know anything to write anymore. so I'll cut it of.. Bye

Nescio quid…

I didn't know that. Today, I found out how HTML works via this site:

www.w3schools.com

It's really nice, and I'm trying to find out how it works, so if it looks fcked, you know why. I will now try: (text already is gray by HTML) make a horizontal line (gray). There's not really much to write about anymore, so it will be a very short blog this time (second time today I write)...bye

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Non omnis moriar

Non omnis moriar; not al of me shall die. It's not because it's of me, but my friend P likes it. When I'm writing this, Jimi Hendrix is singing Hey Joe, and P tries tp play a song at my keyboard (and actually, he's doing quite well). I don't really know what to write about, except from the fact that our time table of school has changed (again). We now realy have a roster that only can be made by dumbnuts.

I'm reading a book, from Gerard Reve (for the Dutch ones: De Avonden). It is supposed to be literature and hard to read, but I find it boring and lame. I've once read a couple of English books, also literature. That wasn't lame, but nice. Many characters, hard words etc, really a chalenge.

By now, Jimi hendrix has stoped singing, and Arch Enemy (Metal) starts playing. I'm bored stiff. I have decided to go play guitar (since my lesson is tonight, and I haven't practised really much). So it's time to cut it off (shamely, I like it to write :P). Bye.

Non est ad astra mollis e terris via

Non est ad astra mollis e terris via. The trip from the earth to a star is not an easy one. This reminds me of a star which is about to explode. Eta Carinae. It's a huge star, and so heavy, that it can't barely carry it's on weight. It's luminosity is about 4 million times that of the Sun and it's the heaviest star yet discovered. Since it's so heavy, it will probably explode into a Supernova (plural: supernovae). Supernovae occur most likely once 50 years in a solar system as large as The Milkyway. When Eta carinae would explode, it would be so bright, that people could read a book with it by night!

Now, to bring ourselves to another subject, I saw something when I was searching the internet for a better explanation (for Supernovae), I saw something that pulled my attention; the star(s) Sirius. It's a star, followed or pulled by another (smaller ''star'', actually a white dwarf). Together they are the brightest star the naked human eye can see. In holland, we call it: 'de Poolster', because in early days it was used for navigation. I find it really interresting because the white dwarf directs the orbit of the ''big star'' and the big star directs the orbit of the white dwarf.

If you have any questions, feel free to ask them! I have written enough for now, bye!

Facilis descensus Averno

Welcome on my blog.

For the people who question themselves what this means; road to hell is smooth.
I am still at school (mencia de mendoza, located in Holland), and I'd like to get up my English. Therefore, I made this blog. I also try to get every title of my blogs being latin, because I like that language. My blogs will not come out every day, but I'll at least try to get one out once a week.
Some of my blogs will be about science. Stars and solarsystems in particular. Also, some will be about music and of course about things that happened!