‘Summer break’ and upcoming blogposts

My holiday in Vienna has been amazing and full of great memories. No words can describe how much I liked it there: amazing buildings, great food, lovely people. I can go on and on. This holiday also made me realise how much ‘free time’ actually means for me, time where I don’t feel constantly pressured to do something special or to create something meaningful. That’s why I decided to take a small break from my blog as well. On August 13th I will be back, and hopefully better than ever!

“But Pam, what will you write about when you’re back, because there’s a chance I won’t come back after a month?”

Well, here’s the answer: I’m going to write about Vienna for a while, with at least 10 blogpost ideas lined up, I’m inspired enough to keep my creative juices flowing. I truly hope each and everyone will be just as excited for these Vienna posts and decide to tune on near the end of August!

I wish everyone a wonderful summer!

Kisses,

Pamela

P.S. Here’s a sneak peek of two topics for upcoming blogposts: one will be about the best café ever and the other about hidden gems in a certain place

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RECAP: first year at university – personal

Done. Period. Complete. Guys, I cannot believe it, but I’m done with my first year at university. So much has happened last year: new school, new friends, new experiences. Sky high moments, but also those deep lows. Stress, joy, tears of being so freaking done with everything to tears of laughter. There’s only one way for me to grasp it all: by recapping this past year. Today is the last part in this series: we’re getting personal.

I’m a pretty serious student, if I have to say so myself. I’m always striving to get A’s and to learn as much as possible. As Laurie Penny once said: ‘Education isn’t a gun held to your head: it’s a weapon in your hands.’ At times, however, there was another gun held to my head: my health.

At the end of October, I learned that overworking yourself is really bad. I fell ill, but constantly felt the need to go on. It took me a while to recover, but it helped me grow as a person. I learned the hard way that health always comes first.
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RECAP: first year at university – friends

Done. Period. Complete. Guys, I cannot believe it, but I’m done with my first year at university. So much has happened last year: new school, new friends, new experiences. Sky high moments, but also those deep lows. Stress, joy, tears of being so freaking done with everything to tears of laughter. There’s only one way for me to grasp it all: by recapping this past year. Today is time for part time: friends.


I wish I could say that the introduction week my university hosted near the end of August helped me make lifelong friends, but that means that I’d be lying. Around 12 girls, two juniors who acted as mentors and a week of getting to know eachother. I expected to talk to them all, form friendships over random things and basically just have the time of my life. Wrong. I met two lovely people in my group (whom I’m still friends with, they’re truly awesome), but the others weren’t really my cup of tea, to say it in a very polite manner.

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RECAP: First year at university – courses

Done. Period. Complete. Guys, I cannot believe it, but I’m done with my first year at university. So much has happened last year: new school, new friends, new experiences. Sky high moments, but also those deep lows. Stress, joy, tears of being so freaking done with everything to tears of laughter. There’s only one way for me to grasp it all: by recapping this past year. Today is time for part one: the courses

I started the year with two courses I was quite fond of: a workgroup in which we got introduced to the academic field and an introduction to the communication sciences. It was a bit hard for me to get into my studyflow again, because after working fulltime for three months and enjoying summer you truly start as a tabula rasa again, a blank slate.

When november came around, these former courses were replaced by interpersonal communication and methodology. Interesting? Yes. My cup of tea? No.
Already being in a festive mood, but having to do two exams isn’t really the nicest way to look forward to the long awaited Christmas break, but I managed to get through with it. By the way, did I tell you Dutch uni students only get two weeks off with Christmas and seven during the summer? I’m still baffled by how some people get five months off in total. Me? Jealous? Nooooooo…. (Yes)
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Pamela Tried… morning pages

One week has passed since I announced I was going to try a project called morning pages in this blogpost.  After writing every single morning for a week, I decided it was time for a small recap. Shall we begin?

Waking up earlier
Oh man, I’m definitely not the kind of girl that likes to wake up earlier than is expected from her. Waking up at seven because I need to go to an early lecture is easy for me, however, waking up at seven instead of seven thirty because I have three pages to write isn’t that easy. As the days started to pass, it slowly became a tiny bit easier for me to actually get up on time in order to write it all down. Still, I’m not a fan of waking up earlier, but that might be me.



Catharsis
I remember thinking the first day: ‘what is this project hideous! How can writing down random stuff help me with my day?’ Well, I take back those thoughts. The first day felt like a joke, but as the days progressed, I started to realise how nice it was to actually get my thoughts down on the paper. Not in a ‘let’s make a pretty journal page, so it can be published on my instagram‘-kinda way, but in a ‘pour-your-heart-and-sould-on-the-paper’-kinda way. With the end of my schoolyear nearing, that exactly what I needed.

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That’s right, I don’t plan on showing what I wrote, but that’s because it was very personal. I hope you guys will understand this

Verdict
Did I like to do this little project? Yes. Do I plan on keeping this habit? Sadly, no. As much as I liked to write every single morning, it started to feel like a chore when I hit the 5 day mark. I’m scared that I’ll won’t enjoy it as much anymore after a couple of months and it’s better for me to call it quits a little bit earlier than that. I do recommend it to every to at least try it once for themselves, yes, even if you’re sceptical.

Do you plan on trying this project as well?

A letter to my Tinnitus

Dear Tinnitus,

Well over six months ago, you crept into my life. Not just for a few minutes or hours, no, you stayed. A constant, annoying, high-pitched sound beeping in my right ear. I’m unable to escape you, tried everything I could, even cried myself to sleep a few times the first month of your stay, wishing it would just all stop.

I always loved the sounds of everyday life around me, never really appreciated silence that much; to me, silence was scary. These days, I’d do a lot just to hear what silence sounds like again, but I know that my chances are slimming down each and every day.

So, Tinnitus, I don’t know where you came from, I don’t know why you’re here, but I won’t let you take away my joy in life. Yes, I might hear you 24/7, but that doesn’t mean I can’t live life to the fullest. I love to type on my laptop (since it masks the sound of my beep a bit), love to walk around in the city or spend the afternoon in a crowded café. It’s all about getting used you sticking around.

When I reached the six months mark, I nearly burst out in tears. You would now be officially permanent (at least, that’s what doctors say). Having to live another 60 years with you as some awful background music doesn’t sound really appealing to me, but I hope we’ll become friends along the way.

Who knows? I might habituate in a few months, only being able to hear your screams when I pay attention to them. But trust me, as much as I’d love the fact of us forming a friendship, I dislike you enough to wish you farewell. Yes, I might cry tears if you decide to leave me one morning when I wake up, but those will be tears of joy.

Tinnitus, It’s you and me now. You’re probably here to stay for much longer, but you won’t get me down anymore.

Sincerely,

The girl who is currently habituating to you

5 reasons why I love my major with my entire heart – and why you might love it too!

Whenever I tell people that I study communication sciences at a Dutch university, I always get weird looks from people saying that it’s a pointless major, there are no job opportunities and that it shouldn’t even be considered a university degree since ‘communication can’t be learned, it’s something you do’, at least, according to them. People like this just can’t comprehend how my major can be fun, challenging and loved with my entire heart. Below are five reasons why I love it so much.

1. You start to understand yourself more
It sounds cheesy, I know, but after I started studying this, I noticed that I started to understand myself more. I now focus a lot more on the way I speak, on the non-verbal communication I do, on the way I communicate my thoughts with people through language. I found out I’m more extrovert than I thought and that writing clears my head so much. They say university helps you grow as a person, but I think this major helped me grow twice as much already.
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Introduction

I’d like to think I’m not terrible at introducing myself to others, so here we go.
You stumbled upon my blog and maybe, if you’re interested, you plan on coming back every now and then.

This blog, Peculiar Pamela, will be updated at least once a week (probably on wednesdays and saturdays), but who knows? Maybe there’ll be an extra mystery post once in a while on special occasions.

Before we start, I’d like to explain that while I write in English, I’m not a native speaker myself, so there might be an occasional grammar or vocabulary mistake every now and then. Please bear with that!

But Pamela, why do you write in English then? To get that question out of the way: writing in Dutch is fun, but I just really needed a challenge. We live in a cosmopolitan world and perfectly speaking and writing English is slowly becoming the norm, especially for employers. Distinguishing yourself from the crowd by writing in your non-native language might be really handy for me in the future.

So maybe you’ve read until this point and you’ve become curious about the topics I’ll blog about. I have no clue how to explain my niche, but for now it’ll be a lifestyle blog filled with internal monologues, obsessions and occasional witty rambles about events.

So, take a seat and grab the popcorn. I hope you’re here to stay!