donderdag 10 februari 2011

The Knife

I adore their music!
Atm the knife doens’t excist anymore… Singer Karin Dreijer Andersson has her own project now, which is called Fever Ray.. 
The songs of Fever Ray are really amazing as well
Karin Dreijer Andersson
The Knife
Karin Dreijer Andersson
Some of their music:
The Knife – Kino:

The Knife – Marble House:

The Knife – Got 2 Let u

The Knife – One Hit:

Fever ray – When I grow up:

Röyksopp (with vocals by Karin Dreijer Andersson) РWhat else is there?:

The Knife – Bird:

The Knife – Heartbeats

The Knife – You Take My Breath Away

The Knife – You Make Me Feel Like Charity:

The Knife – We Share Our Mother’s Health:

dinsdag 8 februari 2011



bought another camera.
i’ve been testing it all day annoying the crap out of everybody with it.  it films well and the pictures are better than i expected. the reason i bought it was because i’ve been needing a small digital camera for a while now, not too valuable so i can take it with me everywhere i go. a party/concert/travell/random camera, that i dont need to be careful with. I’m always scared while partying that someone will steal it, or that i will lose it or give it away in my drunk state. but that wouldnt really matter in this case. so i love it!
this is the one.
And more news; Ty bought tickets to the Family of the Year concert for valentinesday! it’s on the 14th (obviously) in Amsterdam. I love that band ever since he introduced them to me. They’re a new upcoming indie rock band from LA.
and yes, in this picture he was annoyed by my constant flashes in his face all day.
he compared me to a kid with a new toy haha.


nothing that gets me in a better mood than waking up with the sun in my face, a clear blue sky, and lovely asleep next to me. we just got dressed, both checking our mail now, and we’re going to get some breakfast, in the sunnnn.
nothing can hold back spring.
Chris, Raanya, Lara, Kanaar, Sieg, me, Marit and Christian

zaterdag 5 februari 2011

Hellooo everyone! I’ve been out of blogging for a while! 
First of all my iPod exploded and I often used to blog on that. 
Secondly I’ve been very busyy with school! I have a major essay kinda  something next week!! You have to spend a minimum of 80 hours on it! Including a logbook in which you describe what you've exactly been doing (so no cheating haha)
A short description of my last week(s) would be: partying- studying- studying- studying- birthday (I turned 18!!) –  partying- studying
Last weekend I went to a very awesome Drum n’ Bass / Dubstep party @ Utrecht (Tivoli) . 
It’s called Blackout.. And it was fun and the music was teriffic!!! 
One of the artists that came was Black Sun Empire; I’ll drop some of their music here as well.. :)
Marit & Doris
Marit | Joshua | Aiden
Andy & Marit
At the beginning of the party..
Antonio & Marit
Kaya & Marit
Marit & Justin
Joshua | Marit | Aiden
Marit | Doris | Aiden
Black Sun Empire – Arrakis:
Black Sun Empire – B Negative:
Black Sun Empire – Hyper Sun:
Black Sun Empire – Bombrun:

vrijdag 4 februari 2011

BEEP. Once you look.. it grabs hold. This will be a random blog. Maybe the most random blog ever. Filled with nonsense. Lots of nonsense not related to anything, but the truth will find YOU. Draft. Draft is a funny word. It sounds like someone riding through a puddle of mud. DRAFT!  I was a dancer all along. Words can never make up for what you do. Beep says my phone again. Loud. Way too loud. The sound pierces through my ears. The sound is so horrible that it makes me think about throwing my phone away sailing away running and flying like clowns on a clamstick. Black swan is overrated, though I can’t imagine ever having missed you like blue valentine. I hope that when you read this you have had a hell of a lot more experience in operating and are no longer be at junior level my best friend’s wife with his best man. If you can count your money, than you don’t have a billion. My roommate keeps arguing with his boyfriend about a party he wanted to go to. Rootbeer is a little weird, but kind of good. Constantly thinking about you. What’s for dessert guys? We are all beautiful. Oh my god this arguing is getting out of hand. I just keep staring at my keyboard. Or my guitar. Or at the Puma socks Stef is wearing. He’s trying to make up for his mistake but regardless. It’s amazing how he doesn’t know how to handle him. Whispering and petting him makes him even more annoyed. My scarf is pretty. I should wear it. I will. I’ve put on my beautiful scarf . Dit is in het nederlands geschreven. Just keep walking. She’s got a love like WOW. This is the worst song by Lykke Li ever. My love will come my love will come alongggg. Shut up, whiner. I’m in the mood for some wine. Nodding my head like johnny, Moving my hips like albert at a party in the USA. Why is that man hugging himself? This playlist should be buried deep. DEEP. I guess I never got the memo. I’ve dyed my hair just now into a pretty light blonde colour. I was happy with it ’till my roommate’s bf compared me to britney. Beep there goes my phone again, I GET IT, i’ve got a missed call. I’m very unhappy now. I need my dessert. Is it chocolate? Is it rihanna? Nothing is more fulfilling than helping another human being out when they need it the most. I’ll make them make up. One thing is for sure, I am not who I was then. In fact, I am not who I was last year or the year before that. Because you make me feel like i’m the only girl in the worldddd. The final countdown. And now we drink. Feathers around my neck, spots on my shirt. I look like a hairy pink bubblegumbubble. Where are you? I know blogging has pretty much gone out of style these days, but I never meant for this to be stylish. Remind me how chaotic my thoughts are. Mix a little foolishness with turquoise. Nacho’s are exciting but sharp. Joshua keeps nodding. I can’t keep my mind off the chocolate., he can’t think of the name, but i do know. Cause Marit kept looking for her carkeys, but she didn’t have any carkeys or a car. So it doesnt make sense at all, like it once did. I’m doing all kinds of all kinds of different things now now. I’ll fix this, really. This music sucks, but it’s fine by me cause she’s got snacks and cherrybeer like a rose. Nothing will ever be making sense right now. Or in a few hours. Or yesterday, all my troubles seem so far away. Like my bunny called panncakes, who I intended to buy once. He’s in my class.  It might be a deflated pear under a bridge, or a stranded deflated whale. A few more personal things I could’ve documented here, but I’d rather leave them out of the public arena. It’s morning already. Have to run now.

dinsdag 1 februari 2011


18 years old.  And more beautiful every day!!
I went to Utrecht today to visit her and hang out. We went downtown to meet up with some more friends, and kind of spend the day walking around the streets of Utrecht, in and out of bars. We had a fun day, and it was great seeying eachother again. We made plans to celebrate her birthday properly this or next weekend.

Only the biggest party will do.

Marit, me and Ruth




Eventually only Marit and me were left, so went went to ”Kafe Belgie” , where they have to most amazing cherrybeer. We drank lots! So when we left, we were a little wobbly. We were walking the streets on our way back to the central station, and suddenly 2 cops arrive on horses. Not sure if that’s average everywhere, but in Holland they ride on horses. Because of my youth trauma with horses, ( I had an evil horse called Tellstar ) I’ve been afraid of horses since. So brave as I tried to be, I walked up to the horses and asked a cop if I could pet one. He told me I could. Suddenly the horse takes a huge dump, and the officer has to get off to clean it up. And he’s like: Hold the horse for me will ya. I’m so scared of horses!! But I tried to stay calm and I kept on holding and petting the horse. It was so sweet. He leaned his huge head against my chest the intire time, ’till the cop was done cleaning the crap and got back on: