HAIM-Don't save me

I don’t know what I have with this song.  It gives me kind of a dreamy feeling, like I’m flying through the sky and the time stands still. I don’t really know how to define it. When I’m listening to the song and I close my eyes. Then I see a completely different world. The sun is shining and it’s kind of foggy. I’m standing in the middle of a meadow. Everything is moving slowly and beyond I see a car passing by. Everywhere in the meadow are beautiful flowers and butterflies flying around. The song is playing the whole time and I start to walk to the road. It feels like I’m walking in slow-motion and the wind feels great on my warm skin. My hear is waving goodbye to the flowers behind me and my dress is moving with the wind. When I look at myself I see the dress is a light pink color and it is ruffled. I can hear birds singing and my arms are dancing to the music. My legs are following and it ends with my whole body. I’m dancing towards the road and it feels great. My mind is relaxing and I don’t feel any stress anymore, just peace. When I enter the road, I see something coming. It’s a guy on a nice motorcycle. He stops and without saying a word, just smiling, I go sit on the motorcycle and we go. We are riding along amazing views and we enjoy everything about our trip. We stop to drink something and we are laughing and dancing whenever we can. At the end of the day, we stop at the beach, it’s beautiful! The sky has a beautiful color and the sun is still shining. The wind is chill and we feel the warmth. We run to the see and we just run into it, laughing and making fun. Both completely wet and when we sit on the beach, watching to the sky, the song is ending and my eyes go open again…

Winning the lottery

What would you do if you won the lottery? That’s a difficult question. Some people would spend all of their money at once, but at what? I wouldn’t know. Would I be able to resist it and set it all on my account and just leave it there? Or would I spend some of it? I don’t really know, because I would want to work for my money and enjoy it when I deserve to. But you only live once and it’s not going that well with the economy. So what would I do? I would definitely spend some money for useful things, but I would work very hard (at least do my best). I’d probably save the money for later and for travelling. But I wouldn’t tell people about it. And showing it neither. Nobody needs to know about that, because from that moment, you can’t trust those people anymore. But you’re best friends will always be there for you and won’t ever think about your money.  With the money I would make my dreams come true, but I’m not the only one who will be enjoying my dreams. 

The perfect story part IV

The last part of my perfect story! 
You can reed the other parts here:
Part I http://imaginethinking19.blogspot.be/2013/03/the-perfect-story.html
Part II http://imaginethinking19.blogspot.be/2013/03/the-perfect-story-part-ii.html
Part III http://imaginethinking19.blogspot.be/2013/03/the-perfect-story-part-iii.html

I started feeling multiple things and I wasn’t very sure, I was happy and sad at the same time, but I started to smile and I blushed. He was singing our song while he was playing on his guitar.  That was the song we had kissed on for the first time. He came to me and gave the guitar to my friend. I didn’t realize that she had been planning it with him and knew everything. He knelt and pulled out a little box. I was in shock, he said he was sorry and that he didn’t wanted to live without me, even if he couldn’t travel anymore. Then he asked me to marry him and make him the luckiest man alive. At that moment, I knew he was what I needed, I wouldn’t want to spent my life with anybody else. We would grow old together and nothing would stop us. I forgave him and said thrilled: Yes! And we kissed. Everybody started to clap and music started to play again. Then it started to snow, it was beautiful. When we were back home, we made plans for a wedding. It was just the way I wanted it: beautiful, but simple and not too big. Our honeymoon was actually about a year traveling around the world. We visited fantastic places and had a wonderful time. I started to finish my story and adapted it. And then, when I was finally finished, there was a book. My husband was super proud and we enjoyed the success. We started to combine our jobs with travelling and I started working for my own. We worked for some charities and tried to live the life we dreamed of. We started to earn enough money so we could travel again. After about two years we started thinking about children. I became pregnant and we experienced an amazing adventure. Good and bad things, partly by the hormones. When our first child was born, I again knew I never wanted to lose him. Some years and books later, our second child was born en we learned them to enjoy what you have as long as it takes. We showed them the world and let them become who they wanted to become. We lived happily ever after. We told hundreds of stories to our grandchildren and we were still in love with each other. Nobody could come between us.

I hope you enjoyed my perfect story and see you soon!

Sixteen!!

WOHO!!! Today I turned sixteen! I had an awesome birthday! My friends made me nervous every time I saw them. Always saying: “You are gonna love your surprises!! I can’t wait to see your reaction!!” And I’m the kind of person who always knows everything so I was freaking out, because I was afraid of what would happen. So my day began with some sweet birthday wishes and my best friend called me up. She was only making me more nervous than I already was. So I went to school and there my friends came and they demand me to wear a sharp with “It’s my birthday, kiss me!” on. I was pretty embarrassed, because I really didn’t wanted everybody to know it was my birthday. So yeah, it was taking the attention and I was trying to hide it as much as possible. I was feeling down the whole time, because I didn’t like the attention and I just wanted the day to go over as quick as possible.  During the day, more and more people knew what my friends had planned for me and they were telling me it was going to be awesome. It was driving me crazy! After the last lesson most of my friends came to me and they gave me my gifts. They were awesome! I really loved it and I even liked the jokey once. They just couldn’t let it. So I was opening my presents and then 2 friends disappeared. I was really disappointed that they didn’t say goodbye and then I left with the others. I was saying I had wanted to thank them and then 2 others left too and I was alone with my 2 friends who lasted with me till the end of the street. There one of them told me to stop, so I did, but I didn’t know why and there was my biggest surprise! All my friends and closest people came out of the bushes and sang happy birthday. One person, the person I had missed for so long, was holding a cake with candles. I was sooo happy to see him! I almost started to tear and couldn’t believe they had done that for me. I made a wish and I jumped into his arms. And we held each other for a long time. I was so happy! My day just couldn’t get better. Then I went home with 4 friends and we celebrated my birthday. it was amazing and I will never forget this day. My best friends are awesome and I’m thanking them for everything they did. It was the best day of my life!! : D

I’m also thanking my friends I didn’t see today, but who didn’t forget about me! You guys are the best!!

Let's dance to joy division

The Wombats-Let's dance to joy division

A while ago my best friend sent me this song. I really liked it and searched for more. Know I’m kind of addicted to the band and I’ve been listening to their music all the time. So I thought that you should listen too. This song just gives me a great feeling and I’m just singing it the whole day. My best friend and I have the same style of music, so when we see each other, we sing along with the lyrics and laugh about our crappie voices. But the best thing about all of it is that we just don’t care. We like the songs and everyone can know that. It feels like freedom, just listening and being our crazy selves ;)

The perfect story part III

Part III of my perfect story

Reed the other parts here: 
Part I http://imaginethinking19.blogspot.be/2013/03/the-perfect-story.html
Part II http://imaginethinking19.blogspot.be/2013/03/the-perfect-story-part-ii.html

Next morning, we made a romantic walk and we made a ride in a gondola. The rest of the trip we were a very happy couple. Love dripped from us and everybody could know: We are together! We travelled to many places around the world and enjoyed every moment. When we came back home, we started working and after a while, we rented a house together. We were together about three years. For our first anniversary, he gave me a personalised guitar. But it kept tickling to travel again. That was our first fight about. He really wanted to travel again, but not without me and I, I wanted to, but I just got a great job and it was going well. In the meantime winter had started and snow was coming. I went to London to see a friend and to forget about him. My friend tried to cheer me up and after a couple of days she convinced me to go outside. After shopping we went out and danced all night. I didn’t think about him anymore and I finally had some fun.  Next day, we went to Covent Barden. We walked to the streets and we visited some shops, but it was cold and we decided to go drink something in a small café. After we had finished our drink, we would go see some other shops. At a certain moment there started to play a guitar, not only a guitar, but some other instruments to, but we walked on. After a while I started to think the musicians wanted me to go somewhere, so I followed. My friend was getting exited, but I had no idea what for and she took me with her. Then we came at an open space, there was a big hart made of all kinds of flowers. I didn’t really liked it and wanted to go, because it reminded me of him, but my friend convinced me to stay, just for a couple more minutes. A familiar voice started to sing, I couldn’t believe my ears, it was his voice...

Until next time!

I'm here for you

This is a very long post, but I really want to talk about it, it is important for people, not only you. 

Most people think I’m a quiet person, but I just don’t want to stand in the middle of the attention. When you ask others about me, they will probably say: “She is a sweet girl, but I don’t really know her.” That’s just because I’m not THAT social. And maybe they are right, I don’t know, but I do know they are right when they say I like to help people. Because I do! I don’t know why, I just don’t want to see other people being unhappy. I want to be that person you can tell everything to. You don’t have to be ashamed, because I won’t judge you or tell it to anyone else. Why not? Because I don’t want to be that bitch who thinks she is more important than other people. I’m not perfect and I accept that. No one is! So I want to be seen as a strong, kind and understanding person. I will listen to everything you want to tell me. If you cry, I’ll cry with you or dry your tears, when you need a hug, I will give you one. If you need advice, I’ll try to help you. But why would I do that?? Well, why not?! It’s not that you can be the only happy person. It’s not that bad to see other people being happy, they can make you happy too. When you can tell somebody about your “problems” you will feel relieved, even when they didn’t say anything back, but just listened. Just the feeling of an understanding person means a lot. I’ve had some trouble last year and I didn’t tell anyone about it, but at one moment it became to mush and then my dad was there to listen. I was so tired of always listening to others and helping them and no one helped me! Who can I talk to? Who will listen? Who cares? I felt so relieved that I had finally told someone! So after a while I got back on the rails and now I’m writing this to help you. I’m not saying it’s easy to listen to others or helping them, not at all! It’s hard and sometime awful! Shocking stories or when you just want one moment for yourself, but when you know you helped someone, even just by calling and asking: “Are you all right? You can trust me.” It means a lot to others. Whenever you see someone in need or something, just help them, at least try to. Later in life you’ll be thankful you did it! NEVER HARM TRUST!! It’s soooo important! Keeping secrets might be hard, but you helped a person with it and they might help you someday.

So if you ever want to talk to someone and you don’t know anybody, send me a message, I won’t ask anything about you, I won’t say it to others, I’ll just listen to you and try to help you.

The perfect story part II

Part II of my perfect story: 
If you didn't reed the first part, go to this link: http://imaginethinking19.blogspot.be/2013/03/the-perfect-story.html

Every were we came, we took pictures and drew or wrote stories down, everything we had seen or we thought. I started writing down the story and he was my inspiration. In Croatia, we were sitting on a beautiful beach. You could hear the music of the pier and the view was beautiful. You could see little clouds passing by with the purple colour. When the temperature was going down, we moved closer together, looking to the sunset. Then he looked at me and said that he had to tell me something. I looked in his eyes and for the first time I realised he had beautiful eyes and I felt nervous. The music changed to a slower song. I knew it from somewhere, but I couldn't recognise of what. Then he kissed me, it seemed that this kiss was during for minutes long and I didn’t wanted it to stop. He looked at me and said he fell in love with me over a half year ago. I was confused and didn't know what to say, but I knew for sure there was growing something in my stomach. It felt like a small thing that was unwrapping himself. Then I started to smile spontaneous and I kissed him again, even without thinking. A couple days later, when we were in Venice, he had booked a room at a cute, simple hotel. The bed was covered with rose petals and the terrace had the most beautiful view I had ever seen. That night, our first night, was magical...

Want to know what happens? Reed next time!