so i have a blog about gogol bordello in the making,

but it really needs time to marinate. y'know, it needs to soak in its own juices in the queue for a lil while longer, to soak up some extra... er... coherency. AKA its super long and i dont feel like finishing it just now.
this will be one of those popcorn posts i think, because i've been up to quite a bit but don't really feel like giving this the fuidity it deserves. so sue me.
last week i went to the school musical, called we want it all. it was an adaptation of the queen musical, we will rock you. because that exists, and it is apparently a high tech, magical and surreal experience. obviously the perfect candidate to be turned into a low budget school production.

looks do-able.

 let me explain the plot to you a wee bit, if i may. so, it takes place far in the future on planet mall [earth], when lady gaga has taken over the world and real music is outlawed, and everyone is a brainwashed clone. BUT, this one crazy chick, galileo figaro, has crazy classic rock related halucinations and breaks away with this other rebel chick, who she names scaramouche, to have an intense lesbianic quest for musical instruments and rock and roll. also featuring punk/metal rebels named britney spears and meat loaf, complete in corsets, kilts, and viking hats. they are then chased across the freaky futureworld by the killer queen, and must rely on galileo figaro's insanity and inexplicable knowledge of the "sacred texts" [lyrics to queen songs, etc] to guide them to the mythical musical instruments that are hidden somewhere in the universe. yeah, i know it sounds like a winner.


actually though, it was not bad. granted, it was a little thin on plot, even with all that... well.. plot. it still felt pretty empty between lively musical numbers. probably because half of it was in english, since the play was in english, but then half of it was in dutch, so that it could be understood by dutch people. the result was an odd mish-mash of people speaking in one language and getting a response in another. sort of remeniscent of my real life conversations, actually. idk, i found the text a little too latent with queen references to take seriously. the resistance is called the bohemians, the time of real music is the rhapsody, and the amount of lines that are just directly quoted song lyrics is sort of ridiculous.
but, i did think it was completely radical how SCANDELOUS the play was. the punkers wore lingerie and called each other "bitch" throughout the whole play, and it featured a lesbian romance scene, after which scaramouch called galileo "gali-LAY-o gigolo". i am so not making this up. the dutch are chill as hell.
not to mention, for a school play, the set, music, and costumes were FANTASTIC. they had a fully grafitti-d car, stellar scaffolding and lights, a flawless student rock band, and a 3-pane movie screen for a background, instead of switching sets. it was just fully animated. I KNOW, high tech.
so although the actual dialogue was a little dry, and it was kinda mostly just a fancy themed concert, it was still pretty entertaining :D it was worth my 2.50, anyway. plus, i'm giving it leeway because it is a DUTCH MUSICAL BASED ON QUEEN AND SCIFI. so already it's at a bit of a disadvantage, only because of how completely ridiculous that is.

anyway, it's been snowing a crapton all the time. let me just tell you, my potato-esque outerwear has yet to become more endearing. THOUGH, eline got me this amazing hat for my birthday that is a polarbear, and it is huge and obnoxious and made of white fur. i love it, and i wear it to detract from my roundness in my winter garments.
i thought "oh, maybe this isnt such a good garment to wear outside my house. you know... in public. where there's other people."
but then i remembered,

this is what i look like anyway. the hat wasn't gonna make it so much worse. and it so doesnt, if anything it's an improvement.

anyhow, back to the snow. so, on friday i was sposed to go to see only seven left in hilversum with debby, annemiek [spelling?], and bente. we were in the grocery store buying munchies and drinks when bente's dad called and said there was way too much snow to drive there, so we couldnt go. it was very sad :C
but, we decided to buy some food, rent some movies, and have a depressive evening sleepover instead. and then went well :D we had "stroopwafelfeest" ice cream, which was heavenly. did you know they even made that? because i sure didn't. and i am so very glad they do. its by a brand called hertog, who makes all the good ice cream. they have some specialty dutch flavors, also including bitterkoek and advocaat royaal. personally, i prefer it to actual stroopwafels.

i know i'm excited.

 and some red fizzy alcohol-y stuff, which i'm pretty sure was legitimately "red" flavored. it was either that or "blue", and blue looked a little questionable.
it admittedly made me, personally, feel a lil better about havin' to stay in hengelo for the night. i dunno about the rest of the girls. also, they gave me 6 chocolate letters for my birthday, one for each letter of my name. so basically, i have enough chocolate to last me forever now :D
we also watched some pretty dope movies, including this one dutch film about rich ladies who get plastic surgery and murder their cheating husbands? a comedy, of course. i thought it was funny :P but i was more excited about being able to understand any of it.
but anyway, night well spent. then, the next morning i had to wake up sssssssuper early and get my ass over to the train station to go to DICKENS FESTIJN DEVENTER. cos remember how sometimes i do that weird thing in america where i dress up in period attire and act like a freak? yeah, well i do that here too. i showed up at the train station, changed into my seven layers of dickens era dresses and shawls, slapped a bonnet over my hair, and i was so ready to rumble. and by rumble, i mean spend 5 hours out in the freezing cold singing christmas carols with my choir. it was real good.
in between episodes of singing "here we come a wassailing", we went inside to drink tea, regain feeling in our toes, and eat broodjes. okay, a thing about broodjes. how come, when you're at home, the idea of eating a buttered roll with cheese on it is like "ehhhh" to the max, but then when you're out somewhere and they give you a buttered roll with cheese on it you're like "OHGHGMMMNOMNOMNOM THIS IS GOOD."

"meh" to the nth degree, or godly gift from heaven?

anyway, we got a long break to go explore, which was cool. we saw some kids doing songs from oliver twist, which is much better in dutch. and a bunch of people dressed up as townspeople/ prostitutes/ also this one guy with a herd of sheep. he was pretty cool.
though most of the chorus, myself included, just beelined for the hot wafel stand. because um, HOT WAFELS. in -5 weather, i can barely think of anything i'd like more. i got mine with blanketbakkersroom [the stuff in eclairs], dark chocolate, and powdered sugar.

but actually it was sooo much better than that.

it came on a pretty insufficient and unecessary paper plate, which i just threw out. basically, i decided for simplicity's sake to forgo the use of a utensil, and to just shove the sugar-y chocolate-y mass into my mouth. really, i'm sure i looked like such a lady in my fluffy skirts, face covered in chocolate.
anyway, after that i also got a warm grilled ham sandwhich with some kind of lovely sauce, because i was hungry and oh so cold. and it smelled nice. that also made my stomach happy.
i promised to come back the next day and get chestnuts with sam, because she said they're really good and sort of like sweet potatoes. but the next day, there was no train that went to hengelo on time, and i was on the brink of illness, so i just stayed home and chilled. which is pretty much what i've been doing non-stop since then.
today was pretty ehh, i found out that jacque is going home. which is really the biggest bummer ever... like... i'm not exactly sure what i'm going to do without her. like... i know that its to finish school n all, and that i guess she didnt really like it here.... but still. i'm not sure what to say except that i'm really, really sad.
but yeah, so today i just kinda oscillated between my bed and the couch, drank a lot of tea, and ate my feelings in the form of m&m's and ice cream. dayyyy well spent.

anyway, the rest of the week is just bursting with life! tomorrow jelle is coming over, and then wednesday my family and i are going to aquadroom [a place that i'm assuming has to do with water idk but they have a hot tub so whatever], and  thursday christophe, amy, and jacque and i are going out. and then christmas and stuff!

anyway, yeah. till next time <3