10:17pm, Wednesday 27 Aug 2003
Song of the Day: Macy Gray - Do Something
Another day, another pound.
We just had a bank holiday weekend which meant that it was party time. For me, this meant a trip to Brussels with my friends, my first trip since getting here and my first time on the Eurostar. Bonus!
The Eurostar was cattle class, but pleasant enough. I don't understand all the fuss however, it was just like a regular train trip. We arrived in Brussels on Saturday afternoon, and it was slightly cool and overcast (loving the place already!). It was although I was in another world. Far from the rush rush rush pace of London, the place seemed really laid back and friendly. Bizarrely, even though it looked nothing like home, it reminded me of home.
I spent most of the weekend in introspection, which was bad timing I think! My friends were interested in drinking most of the time, but stuff that had been troubling me was demanding head space, so I bowed out for most of the drinking. No matter. I got to think about a lot of things, especially what I wanted out of my life and what I was willing to put up with. To this end the weekend was not a total disaster, and as my new best mate Sam said, "at least now you know."
The rest of the weekend was a bit of a blur, the lack of photos on this website being attribute to 1) my camera being slightly on the blink 2) my lack of photographic skills 3) my apathy for anything touristy due to general hangovers all round. I'd recommend Brussels as a place to go however, although there is not much to do in the place itself, its only an hour by train to Bruges (apparently a romantic medieval city) and 3 hours to Amsterdam. Interestingly enough, Belgium has loads of theme parks (a big favourite of mine) although I didn't get to any.
When I got back I saw some missed calls on my mobile and I thought they were from my mother. I'd told her I was off for the weekend and wouldn't have my phone, but I figured she forgot. I dialled into my voicemail and lo and behold several messages from Michael, and all of a sudden it seemed like all was right with the world. All the upheaval I felt recently and all the feelings of angst I had just dissapeared, and I felt as if I was thrown back in time to about April, when things were good. He told me that he missed me and I thought it was lovely to be missed. I remembered what it was like to be with someone who loved me and thought the world of me, and who treated me as I should be treated. I didn't feel sad that he was not with me, because that cannot be helped. But it did feel good to be reminded that I had once been with someone like that, and that I should never settle for anything less again. Thanks for setting the standard babe.
I had a dream about Prince William (phwoar!) last night. Was quite a risque dream actually.. VBG would call it a rompo dream.. heh heh. I wonder if this means I'm becoming a Brit?
In other news, 20 questions page updated. A link to 100 interesting (and not so interesting) facts about me, based on the 100 Things About Me webring. Enjoy and be amazed!
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