I am not a poet. In fact, I'm pretty far from it. Words don't flow beautifully and elegantly from my pen. Reading poetry isn't something I consider a favourite pastime either. I consider myself one of those basic poetry readers who love a poem when it has a steady meter and a pretty rhyme scheme even though I know that words don't always flow like that. So, who's my favourite poet? It used to be Robert Frost (not because that was one of the only poets I actually knew but because they were poems I could actually read and interpret).
Then I discovered Erin Hanson. You may think it's too rehearsed, inauthentic and perhaps even a little fake. But these are the kind of poems I love to read and want to share. I got a little overenthusiastic and may have shared too many, but I really do love them and I hope you'll take the time to see why.
We are painters without paint,
Mixing the colours in our mind,
Glance upon our palettes
And black ink is all you'll find.
But from its depths we pull
A written sky of brightest blue,
Swirling drops of dreams
Into the things we know as true.
With just the flicker of our wrist
We can make the moonbeams sing,
Spill golden rays of sunrise
Over all of everything.
We can conjure calm or chaos
By just willing it be so,
Pave roads to where your thoughts
Have never realised they could go.
Our pens can pull you on a journey,
On a pilgrimage, a quest,
Drag you through your darkest hours
And then blend them with your best.
So when it ends you stumble backwards
In shock to find it's black and white,
We are painters without paint
And that's the reason why we write.
You mustn't live so lightly,
Spin your stories, tell your tales,
Let them dance across the oceans
And set the wind upon your sails.
For every truth found on your travels
And in the pits of your despair,
Is a shout into forever
Of "I existed, and I cared."
Have you ever heard the planet
Hold its breath before a storm?
Like an audience in wait
Before the curtains are withdrawn.
It's the gentle buzz of wild things
Straining leaves toward the sky,
The steady thrum of wings
Taking their owners somewhere dry.
Then for a second it is nothing
But the beat of nature's heart,
Until as though its lungs have burst
The grey sky rips itself apart.
And just like that the earth's alive
As it collectively exhales,
The wind whips through the trees
Whilst they all bend beneath its wails.
Then as the first drop falls
There is a gasp, and then a pause,
Before it seems the whole world breaks
Into a deafening applause.
You have never known a world
In which you weren't the point of view,
For everything that happens
Happens relative to you.
And no matter where you are,
Where you are is your own place,
Nobody else will ever occupy
That point in time and space.
A lifetime is forever
When you look at it like this;
That your consciousness is all
You can be certain that exists.
You see the world has never known
A point of view that's quite the same,
Your own has never been before
And it will never be again.
The city is built on the backbone of wild things,
Beneath it their ancient hearts beat,
Layers on layers of lifetimes
Lying dormant below every street.
And above them the world rumbles onward,
A jungle of windows and walls,
Like ants on the run from a rainstorm
The traffic chaotically crawls.
You can still sense the souls of the wild things,
As the stars are switched on in the night,
Tangled betwixt all the powerlines
And the ghostly glow of streetlights.
It is the feeling of something much grander,
Like the city has simply been borrowed,
And the wild things on which it was built
Will reclaim it in some far tomorrow.
It's the echoes of calls long forgotten.
The reminder we're living above the unknown,
And that we are not the first nor the last ones
Who will call this same piece of land home.
All of beauty has a burden;
A price we pay to see the stars,
The weight of knowing where we stand,
Of knowing just how small we are.
For in our tracking turns of time
We feel the ache of getting older,
And the heaviness of the heavens
Pressed upon our brittle shoulders.
We alone query and question,
We alone, despite how small,
And so it goes that unto us
The cost of knowledge rightly falls.
With arms both strong yet shaking
We carry the beauty that life has got,
Amongst the awareness that all that we know
Is nothing compared to the things we do not.
But if this is the price of existence;
That we must stare infinity right in the eye,
Then it's the tiniest price we can pay
For the chance just to look up in awe at the sky.
Don't grow weary with your wonder
For there are sunsets still to see,
Land you must get lost in
And other selves you'll come to be.
Don't grow weary with your wonder
For this is just the opening act,
And if wonder's what you search for
Wonder's what you will attract.
So when weary be your world
And darkness drags the daylight under,
Turn you face up to the star
And don't grow weary with your wonder.
If you catch the train to nowhere
You'll find the strangest man I've met,
Who claimed his ears were always ringing
With the sound of his regret,
Back then time had not yet taught me
Regret was not a sound I knew,
So I thought nothing more than silence
Was left by things you didn't do,
He said he hoped the sound of nothing,
Was the worst I ever heard,
Because regret drives you crazy
As the taste of swallowed words,
"It's a stone thrown in a well," he mused
And this I've not forgotten:
"It's listening all your life
And never hearing it hit the bottom."
Am I the I who thinks the words
Or the I who hears them thought?
The I who sheds the salty tears
Or I who knows I am distraught?
Am I the I who asks the questions
Or the I who understands?
Does the I who thought to ask
Already know which I I am?
Let me tell the tale
Of a girl who didn't stop,
Who climbed up every mountain
Without a pause upon the top.
She'd dance until each blade of grass
Was clothed in drops of dew,
And the sun knew her by name
But the silver moon did too.
For a fear had settled in her bones;
A fear of sitting still,
That if you're not moving forward
It must mean you never will.
So in time her dance got slower
And she looked at all she'd seen,
But found gaps inside the places
That she'd never fully been,
For she was a human doing
Human moving, human seeing,
But she'd never taken time
To simply be a human being.
I may be studying in a small town in The Netherlands, but my sister is completing her Masters in London. Obviously, I have to use of the free accommodation to its fullest exent for as long as possible. Thus, my New Years was celebrated with my siblings in London this year.
When in London...
I'm quite a musical lover, so I was already planning on visitng a show on the WestEnd but now that I've seen one, I don't think anyone's London's trip is complete without it. The music, the acting, the dancing, the overall experience is really something you can't miss. All you have to do is buy an 18 pound ticket on the day itself and go (I know it's pricy but it really is worth it). Also, don't forget that most museums in London are free. If you don't have enough time to go through all of them in great detail, at least go inside the natural history museum to see the breathtaking buildings.
If you're ever in London make sure to do the things that interest you most. Whether you love museums, Harry Potter, architecture or even trees; London will keep you entertained.
I quietly looked around the room, sat down and stared into my empty glass, it had contained some kind of homemade Porto Rican concoction. I love the occasional drink, but this time I felt no desire for it. I was ready for a cosy, peaceful night with one of humans I feel most close to. My sister had gone to grab some more orange juice so I was stuck by myself for a few minutes. I really didn't want to be there but I understood why we had to go. She'd already promised that we'd show up so we had to AT LEAST make an appearance even though I didn't know a single soul in the room. She came back, she had a friend with her. Luckily, she didn't really know them that well either so I could follow her conversations quite easily. I casually turned to my sister with begging eyes. I tried to sound relaxed but somehow my request for the time sounded more desperate than curious.
Both of us gasped in shock but for totally different reasons. She couldn't believe it was already time for us to leave. Time had slipped away from her and she ran off to say goodbye to everyone. I gasped because I couldn't believe we hadn't already missed the new year. For those few minutes we'd been at that party, time had stood almost completely still. I impatiently waited the door with my coat on. Together we ran to the nearest tubestop hoping to catch the fireworks in time.
"Happy New Year in the Netherlands" I shouted as we ran down the stairs. The time difference meant that at that very moment, the fireworks would be going wild back at home. It also meant the cat was about to be getting his yearly night of terror. A few delays and drunk screams had passed. We'd finally managed to wrestle ourselves a good spot on the tube. The London tube will always contain the most interesting people I'll ever see... especially at new years eve. There were all sorts of interesting characters: the 15 year old "I can't watch that series because it's bad for my anxiety" girls, people who's gender I'll never be able to guess based purely on the way they look and those that shamelesly stare directly at you regardless of whether you've noticed them. Of course the drunk "I ironically wrote the wrong year on my forehead because I'm that funny" couldn't be missed either.
Everybody came pouring out of the tube at our stop and the realisation that we weren't the only one's with this plan kicked in. The pedestrian lights were red but everyone kept crossing the streets, ignoring the tooting cars desperate to arrive at their new years destination. The quiet, peaceful streets of the richer area of London was suddenly overrun with drunk youngsters, happy families, cute couples and my sister and me.
The grass felt like a muddy slush, the smell of fireworks covered the entire area and the hill was hardly even visible because of the amount of people blocking it. At first we complained to each other, we couldn't possibly see a way up that hill and it appeared to be totally blocking our view of London. "Wait, turn around" she said and there it was: London. The sky was lit up, we were far enough not to be totally overrun by people but close enough to enjoy the fireworks display in person. Everybody turned silent a few minutes before the countdown. Suddenly, the crowd managed to synchronise starting somewhere at the top. 10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1.. HAPPY NEW YEAR!
We hugged each other while the phrase "happy new year year" circulated like wildfire. My sister and I both went quiet, we were too busy enjoying the view and of course quite preoccupied with the chocolate we'd brought along to eat at new years. Even though we were quiet, the new year definitely did not start quietly. The people behind us couldn't contain their excitement and Woohoo'd throughout the entire display. It wasn't allowed but some fireworks went off behind us as well. How would the police ever find out who it was such a large crowd anyway? The smell and sound of fireworks became stronger, I turned around to see a young couple who'd just lit some sparklers together. They looked so sweet, I decided to take a picture of them and in the happy spirits they decided to smile and pose for the camera (it's a shame that picture ended up incredibly underexposed and blurry but it's the thought that counts). As the fireworks grew louder and bigger, we realised that we were probably approaching the end of the show. The woohoo's behind us grew louder and louder and soon everyone was cheering together, ready to welcome the new beginning with open arms.
The final display had finished, time for everyone to head back. Since everybody had the same plan of taking the tube we decided it would be easier to hop on a bus that would take 60 minutes but would drop us off right in front of her doorstep. We both spent the first half laughing at all the drunk videos coming in from my brother, the bus started to fill up more and more but everyone remained calm. In fact, most people were silent. There was a certain sense of serenity in the bus. It was almost as if everyone understood that it was time start with a clean slaight. I feel ready for a new chapter, the reader was getting bored, needed a break and there's a need for some character development in my story.
Kudos to you if you read through all of that. One of my new years resolutions is to write, draw and reflect more. Hence, that highly descriptive passage on my final 3.5 hours of 2017.
2018 feels like it's going to be a good year so let's try to keep it that way for as long as possible.
It's sad but true, Christmas has become the overhyped holiday that people either absolutely love or absolutely hate. Although I thought I was relatively subtle about it, I've been told by various people that I seem like a rather christmas-obsessed person (lightly phrased). So apparently I get more excited around this time than others but it's not just because of the typical 'christmas events'. Rather, it's the guarantee that Christmas brings. I come from a family filled with traditions, most of which I absolutely love. Going home for Christmas essentially means that I'm promised to have at least one week filled with festivities and events I know I'll enjoy with the people I love.
Being the youngest and studying at university means I don't see my family that often. My siblings are both abroad and working and my half nationality means I only get to see the rest of my family once or twice a year (Christmas is one of those times). I feel quite lucky to be able to say that I really get along with my direct family, and usually look forward to seeing them.
There are always a few tell-tale signs that remind me of the fact that I'm home. Maybe I'm the only one who has this, but I've really come appreciate the things that used to feel so normal when I still lived at home. First, we live right next to the forest so I wake up to view of fully grown trees. I can already hear some lively conversations in the kitchen downstairs. Struggling to leave my cosy bed, I carefully step on the cold tiles with bare feet, down the noisiest stairs I've ever heard, only to be met by the busy family chaos in the warm kitchen. The fire is usually already lit, the christmas songs playing while the smell of homemade bread reminds me of the fact that I can eat more than half a piece of leftover bread in the deepfreeze (like university). I go back upstairs to get dressed, usually a piano, flute, trumpet or general singing/whistling can be heard in the background (you try to sing along but it's usually for practice reasons so you end up hearing the same melodic line over and over and over again).
Everyday is filled with festive activities, whether it's making christmas wreaths, baking minced pies, going for a cosy walk, visiting a bunch of christmas markets, stuffing ourselves with chocolate bought at the factory nearby or playing games. We always do the same things at Christmas, not because we have to but because 'it's tradition' (probably the most used word around this time of year in our family). In fact, last year it reached a stage where I created a Christmas To-Do list which included my hour long christmas quiz, taking family pictures and playing the mandatory game of Halo with my brother on his 10 year old Xbox (not festive, but a tradition nonetheless). It may be random but after a while these things just become yearly traditions that make Christmas feel so much more special.
Some of my friends still don't understand. They see christmas as a formal, boring event filled with festive 'requirements' but it's important that Christmas doesn't just evolve around that particular day. Christmastime can actually last about 3 weeks and can definitely be filled with some fun family activities. So if you're feeling festive, get the family together and play some boardgames, that's as simple as it can be. Merry Christmas!
I think I'm about 3 months into my new uni now. It's still the best decision I could have ever made and I'm pretty terrible at making decisions so the positivity levels have been high so far. Nonetheless, the weather is beginning to turn and it's definitely noticable. It seems like people are getting more cranky, more lonely and more irretable.
I've always thought there was something beautiful in the way in which we're influenced by the people around us. I've cried at other people's stories and become energised by other people's motivation. Yet I refuse to become more cranky, lonely and irretable by others as well. I'll need to give myself an exception to this week because I definitely had a weak moment there. I guess it's time to get back on track.
Why did I include a picture taken with a phone that clearly struggles to take photos in low-light? Well, this exact moment sparked a pretty random but important realisation about these colder and darker days. I was with a friend who was telling me that she's been feeling rather lonely. The usual response would be to talk about it, figure out what was wrong and how to make her feel better. But this was a special case. I've heard so many comments and conversations about people feeling lonely that I'm starting to think there's no avoiding it.
This one conversation was enough to make the whole puzzle complete. If everyone feels lonelier or sadder during the winter months, then nobody's really alone. It can be difficult to overcome that feeling if you're the only person experiencing it, but if you're together with everyone else you can literally solve it by talking to each other. Again, people tend to wear off on each other. Negativity will be met with negativity but the same can be said for optimism.
Let's not feel down about the time of the year or the stress that's already beginning to build for deadlines. It's November, the strangest 'inbetween month' of the entire year. At least, that's what I thought until I saw this quote. It's true that November doesn't really mark the beginning of something new but it's definitely marking beginning of an end. We have one more chance to leave 2017 on a high. So why the hell not take risks and do the unexpected. The year's almost over anyway.
My goal for the end of the year: to have courage and be kind. It seems simple but courage and I have some unresolved issues that I think we'll never be able to erase completely. Let's kick this winter depression aside before it has the chance to over!
To say that I've been busy would be an extreme understatement, exams seem to have totally taken over. I've been pretty bad at socialising, sleeping and taking care of myself but at least I can proudly say that my music playlist has drastically developed over the past few weeks. I've tried to catagorise them according to how I listen to each song, but to be quite honest I just love most of them in any situation. I have been told that I have quite predictable taste in music which I still don't know how to interpret but I guess every song in this list is pretty similar. If you have a similar taste in music that's only good of course. I'm not really sure what the point of this post was, it was just fun looking at which songs I've actually been listening to.
I wrote a few sentences about every song in this list because I sometimes forget about them and why I loved them in the first place. Now it's written down so I'll never forget. If you play the playlist in order you can read along to see why it belongs under that particular heading.
Anyway, I've made a spotify playlist which you can find by clicking the button below. Do note that all songs sound much better with headphones.
*Little Disclaimer: my favourite artists are Coldplay (which I think I make more than clear in this post) and John Mayer. They'll come up more than once. Nonetheless, I've really tried to keep a bit of a mix so grab your spotify and enjoy.
Autumn leaves - Ed Sheeran
this has been my alarm for the past 3 weeks. I'm not sure whether it's because it's about autumn or whether it's the chill way in which the song starts up but it's been waking me up very pleasantly.
Spirit Cold - Tall Heights
I'd completely forgotten about this song until I heard it in our study area a few days ago. I first discovered it through Ben Brown's (youtuber) Visual Vibes. I think I may have over-listened to this song because it's not my favourite. But it remains the perfect song for those groggy mornings where you're not quite sure what century you're in.
Lonesome Dreams - Lord Huron
This song also has a good morning build up. It starts pretty calmly but slowly builds up which is, again, perfect for those slow mornings.
Green eyes - Coldplay
Oh green eyes. This song has been my all time favourite coldplay for over a year now. I must admit, I also listen to this song before bed, it really works any time for me. I think it's the simplicity of this one that I absolutely love. Also, some of the chords in here still give me goosebumps although I'm not entirely sure why.
Tenerife Sea - Ed Sheeran
Just like my alarm, I have been religiously listening to this song any time I've had to cycle to classes in the morning. It's just a very pleasant song to cycle to as it gets you ready for the day but keeps you moving with that 3/4 beat.
Native - KYKO
I don't have very much to say about this song other than the fact that the build up in this song is a perfect way to prepare yourself for wherever you're going to. Whether it's the gym, class or just a study session.
Sirens - Woodlock
Again, I love the build-up and love the steady beat to walk/cycle to. Also, they keep saying "I'm going nowhere" which is why it has to be in the 'travelling music section'.
Pass it on - The Coral
The little backstory behind this song can be found with my absolute love for Scrubs, that cheesy series about doctors. It's my all-time favourite show and at some point, they play this song in the background. I found this song online and forgot about until I looked into the depths of my spotify account.
Way Back When - Kodaline
A few days ago I left my phone to play some tunes in the background, my youtube automatically switched over to some old songs I used to listen and this song popped up. I don't know why, but oh boy, this song brought me back. To me, this is the perfect sing along song.
When you're feeling good:
Life in Technicolor II - Coldplay
Before my love for Coldplay really started I heard this song on the radio in the morning. I used to wake up at 5:55 am so having an upbeat tune like this really brought my mood up. Little did I know it would remain among my top Coldplay songs for many years to come.
Glass of water - Coldplay
Even though this song is rather 'rock-like', I can't resist a smooth transition between 4/4 and 7/4.
Run - COIN
Another song that I used to absolutely love and then somehow forgot about. If you ever feel down, just listen to this song and you'll immediately feel better.
Savannah - Relient K
Writing this post, I've realised how important I find good build-ups. So again, listen to this song if you want to listen to a song that slowly makes you feel more and more energised.
Celeste - Ezra Vine
I really wasn't sure where to place this song. I listen to it while I'm studying cause it's so repetitive but then decided that most people would find a little too distracting. So I guess it belongs here?
This is the thing - Fink
I must admit, although this song doesn't really appeal to me that much, it serves its purpose as study music quite well. Don't ask me what it's about though cause I can't understand a word of what he's actually singing.
Perfect Storm - Tristan Prettyman
You may have noticed that I have a preference to male voices. I'm not sure how that happened but somehow, I just that music a lot more. In fact, I think this is the only song with a female singer in it. To be quite honest, I only like this song cause of the chord progressions during the chorus.
Brazil - Declan McKenna (repetitive but good)
Just like the first song in this study music list, this song is pretty repetitive. Somehow, that seems to work for me while I'm studying. It's like my brain is able to enjoy it without being too distracted.
Riva (Restart the Game) - Radio edit - Klingade, Broken Back
Okay, so this song doesn't really fit with the other songs in this list, but I discovered this song last year while listening to some kind of yearly remix. The motivation provided by this song and lack of words just makes it quite a good tune to listen to while working on Calculus or something.
Mykonos - Fleet Foxes
This is again, not one of my favourite songs but it does keep me focused while studying so.. Why not?
When you need to chill
Gravity - John Mayer
This. Song. Is. Perfect... If you're looking for a way to relax, just listen to this and you'll immediately feel better. Have you listened to it? Now listen to the live version, it's even better once you know the song. How anyone can have such amazing guitar skills remains a question to me.
Storybook - Skinny Living
Although this song is pretty jolly, it somehow remains pretty relaxing. I don't listen to this song very often, but it's quite sweet so again, why not?
Sunsets For Somebody Else + My Mind is For Sale - Jack Johnson
In case you weren't aware, Jack Johnson recently released a new album and it's been my go to chill/study album ever since. There's something about his songs that makes you feel immediately relaxed.
Help is round the corner - Coldplay
This song is rather similar to Green Eyes, which is also why I love it so much. It was never officially released. I'll never understand why because again, those chord progressions can give me goosebumps. If I've ever had a bad day, I'll listen to this song just before I go to sleep and instantly feel good again.
John Mayer - Stop this train
I'll be completely honest here. At some point, this was my go to 'emotion' song. There's something about John Mayer's chords and build up that gets me every time. Now, I love to listen to this song just before going to bed. Don't worry, I don't cry to this song anymore, it's too pretty. Also, can we just appreciate how he perfectly immiates the sound of a train with his guitar? I think that's one of my favourite features.
The Wolves & The Ravens - Rogue Valley
If you've ever seen the Secret Life of Walter Mitty, this song may seem familiar to you. It took me a long time to find, but I'm so glad I did. The peacefulness of this song is good enough to send me to sleep in an instant.
Daughters - John Mayer
Just like all the other John Mayer songs listed above, this song was once my go to goosebump song. Even though the lyrics remain questionable to me, I can't resist some good guitar chords. . To top it all off, I fell in love with song all over again when I heard the live version.
Define Dancing - Thomas Newman
Little warning here, this is a really random song that I simply love from Wall-e. I'd also totally forgotten about this song but found it again in that spotify history. There's no words, no singers, just a combination of beautiful instruments doing their thing. Again, there's no complicated chords, no fancy rhythms, just a simple, little melody. It's pretty short and I don't actually listen to it often, but when I do I can't do anything other than listen (all multitasking skills go out the window).
Old but yes, still amazing
Sunday morning - Maroon 5
If you've never heard this song, you're in for a treat. I'm not sure how it happened, but I recently got a little obsessed with Maroon 5's older songs. This is one of them.
Don't ask me why - Billy Joel
Billy Joel has three good songs. Two of them are known by most (She's always a woman to me and piano man... and maybe also uptown girl). The third one however, is one most people don't know. This song is amazing to listen to when you're in the shower, washing up or tidying your room cause it's just such a jolly tune.
Tiny dancer - Elton John
I actually discovered this song after a John Lewis advertisement. I know it's pretty long but it remains a classic.
New Shoes - Paolo Nutini
I couldn't not include this song in this playlist. I think it's the first music video I ever saw on TV and I still love it. It's the kind of song that everyone knows even though the lyrics are totally weird.
Over my shoulder - Mike and the Mechanics
Even though I love this song, there's one point that always bothers me a bit. Somewhere in the middle of the song, the singer whistles the melody and every inch of my body feels an urge to whistle along. It's a such a shame I'm such a terrible whistler in a family of natural talents in this random skill.
Send me on my way - Rusted Root
Most people who hear this have a pretty similar reaction. Yes, they play it in Matilda (the film). Now, whenever I hear this song, I can't help but feel ready for an adventure.
She moves in her own way - The Kooks
This is good to me for one reason only. When I was too young to really listen to music by myself, my brother was absolutely obsessed with this song. Actually I have a rather similar experience with the song 'Don't stop me now' by Queen. I know every word to both of these songs without having ever listened to them by myself. It's just a good nostalgia song.
I know, I know, I just couldn't resist adding just a couple. I'm aware of the fact that this is by far the longerst list but I can't make it any shorter, it's impossible. I'm sorry if that bothers anyone but this post needs to reflect some honest music listenings. Also, obviously I love yellow, speed of sound, fix you, viva la vida and paradise. It's just that most people have just heard that song often enough, so I decided to go with a few lesser known songs.
In my place
I first discovered this song before I really knew about them. There was a music quiz (I embarrassingly didn't know it then) and I absolutely loved it.
I have always loved this song, but just imagine listening to it with thousands of beautiful different coloured lights during their concert. Definitely the best concert I've ever been to.
First off, the beginning actually sounds like rain falling outside which already places the song in my good books. But the string section in the song really finishes it off for me.
Lovers in Japan
Another feel good song that I love listening to when I'm feeling slightly down.
It's quite a controversial song, sometimes I'm really not up for such a rock-like song. But let's give the guitar some credit here.
Everything's not lost
If I listen to this while cycling or walking I can't help but move along to the buildup. One of the reason's I love coldplay is cause they prepare you so well for more 'dramatic' parts.
Okay, I'll admit that their latest album isn't my favourite. There quite a few songs that are relatively 'meh'. Birds however, has a faster pace I sometimes miss in their other songs.
The hardest part
This is one of those songs that I always forget about. But when it comes on I can't help but think that this is exactly the song I needed, whatever mood I'm in.
Swallowed in the sea
This song is one of my favourite for personal reasons. I had a long discussion with my sister about this one. She thought the beginning was in 6/8. Clearly the whole thing is just in 4/4. The fact that we need to have these discussion is still pretty cool though.
The only reason I love this song is because it reminds me of the perfect 'angry' song. If I need to blow off some steam, this song comes pretty high on list of possible listening options.
Us Against the World
Here comes another kind of weird reason for liking this song but the introduction always really intrigues me. The guitar plays a consecutive 6 note sequence for quite a few bars. The only thing is that it doesn't really become clear what measure this song is until the vocals are introduced. Try it, count in twos (1,2,3 - 4,5,6) or threes (1,2 - 3,4 - 5,6) during the introduction. It's just a fun little distraction thing.
I realise that this list is super long. If you're still reading, kudos to you my friend. But this used to be my 'I need to sleep' song. It's really peaceful. Also fun fact, you need to totally un-tune your guitar if you want to be able to play this song. Not cause it was thought through, just cause they felt like untuning their instruments and seeing what would happen. This is the end result.
Don't let it break your heart
This song is again for when you're cycling somewhere and feel like listening to something upbeat.
Happy listening ;)
When it comes to 'the ideal holiday' I always seem hear very contradicting suggestions. Some want to relax, others want to learn and some just want to explore the location as much as possible. I'm affraid I definitely fall under the number 3 category. I'm not too big on museums and also get pretty bored in luxury locations. Sure, I love a little luxury, sunshine and top quality food, but give me a tent and a mat and I'll be happy as a clam wherever we go (as long as there are no creepy bugs.. It turns out I'm a serious arachnophobe). Luckily, my two best friends seem to have similar ideas. Together we make quite a team.
*Sadly these pictures were all taken after my camera got completely distroyed so I apologise for the blurry, overly edited images (I just wanted to save them)
We've been wanting to go on holiday for a long time now but have never managed to find something 'adventurous' but affordable at the same time. One of these friends happens to be half Brazilian and half Irish (the combination is strange but trust me.. It's a good one). One day she randomly messaged both of us saying "let's go to Ireland!", so, off we went! I have to admit that I'm romanticising it a little. It really wasn't as easy as that but for the simplicity of this introduction, let's pretend that we were THAT spontaneous.
I know what you're thinking of. Why were three teenagers going camping in Ireland? No party trip in Ibiza? No city travels to Paris? Well, I guess we're just that unique. Or maybe we're just the only one's to try it. So let me tell you why you should also consider it.. Especially if you live in North-Western Europe.
I won't lie, there isn't THAT much to see in Galway but it was on our way. Now, I definitely think it was worth the visit. The houses in Galway are covered in a hundred different bright colours of paint and flowers. Flags from lots of different countries are cascaded accross the streets. While taking in the scenery, we heard some typical Irish music. First, an Irish band played some Celtic music. Later, we saw a girl dancing to some jolly Irish tunes on her stereo. She smiled while her feet carelessly fluttered accross the cobblestone streets. Even though I'm not sure how she remembered all the movements, the tapping and brushing sounds her feet made somehow always managed to perfectly match the rhythm of the music. The entire town just has a slight Disney-vibe to it.
This was our main stopping point throughout the trip. We ended up staying at a campsite right at the coast of for 5 nights. If you've already googled Doolin, you may have noticed that the village consists of what seems like 4 houses. But I'm here to tell you that that's a big fat lie... Nope only joking; that's exactly what it is. I was worried about spending such a long time there but I wasn't bored for a second. Everything you see below is within walking distance of the campsite in Doolin (except for Poulnabrone which we visited for the day by renting bike at Doolin's local shop). These are all the things we saw during our stay in Doolin:
For those of you who do not know: Dublin is Ireland's capital. It is quite interesting but it was definitely my least favourite place to visit for two reasons:
Some notes before you visit Ireland:
You may have noticed that the last post I wrote on here was rather reflective. I'm guessing it was pretty clear that I'd been mulling over some thoughts and ideas. You may have even guessed that some 'big event' had just passed. Yep, birthdays call for reflective times!
It was a bit strange going from 18 to 19. It's just such a random number. When you turn 18, you hit the big one. Finally, you're classified as an adult, you finally get the independence to make your own mistakes (Oops.. I mean decisions of course). Turning 20 is also a pretty big thing. Suddenly, you're no longer a moody, hormonal teenager. That room for you to make your own mistakes suddenly disappears and you've reached a new chapter in your life. But what happened to 19? Does it count? Does it even mean anything? While we're at it.. What about after your 21st birthday? Is it only downhill from there. I think you can see how I always end up being so reflective during my birthdays.
So here's the thing. Why am I so bothered about what is expected of you at a certain age? Who cares about how old you are anyway? I could easily just lie about it anyway (I have been told on different occasions that my face is oddly similar to that of a 12 year-old). I feel like the years are already speeding up (and I'm not even 20 yet). So, I've decided to do something else. I want to remember each and every age, just not in the way that we're often encouraged to: "young and naive", "moody teenager," "overworking adult" and "helpless and old". I want to remember the purpose and meaning of every age based on the events I've experienced and lessons I've learned. For example, when thinking of a typical 18 year old, I think of a teenager drifting away from their family and finding a life of their own (through friends and partners and whatnot). But I didn't really have that. In fact, I definitely learned to appreciate my family more this year.
Why don't we create new years resolutions when we turn a new age? Why don't we reflect and appreciate the lessons we learned during this time? Somehow I always feel a much stronger urge to do it now rather than at the new years.
I'm not trying to encourage you to turn your birthday into something big and reflective if you don't want to. Some don't really identify with their birthdays and that's perfectly fine. Maybe just keep a list of your accomplishments at that particular age when you turn another year older. It's just a little suggestion.. Or thought..
Two days ago I was sitting in a café with a friend. We hadn't seen each other in a while so there was a lot to talk about. All of sudden he announced that he recently discovered my blog. There was a small silence as I tried to process what he'd just told me. My first reaction was to burst out laughing, not because you can't really call a website with three little entries a proper 'blog'. To me it's more like a project, or a little thing I like to do while mindlessly while listening to a film in the background.
After I had my little laugh my head started to fill with some more serious thoughts. I started to wonder about which blog it might have been. When I first started creating my own little websites in 2011 I was still in primary school. I was 'a little girl thinking big' and I still remember exactly what that website looked like.. Since then I think I've made approximately 20 different websites/blogs all with the same first entry which goes something like this: "I have a good feeling about this one. I promise I'm going to stick to this website, to keep evolving and developing this particular page!". Clearly, I managed to fail. every. single. time. I didn't stick to a single one. Now, I think of my 'random little website' as a small project, but when I started I was serious. I was ready to fight, to put in the hours and to get this blog going.
At this point the shame started to kick in. Why have I failed to stick to my 'random little project' so many times? It's a difficult thing to admit, but the simple answer is because I get bored and lazy. I get bored with the layout of the page and I'm clearly too lazy to change the layout of that page. So my lazy brain tells itself that it's "because I've changed" and that "the only solution is for me to create a new one".
It turns out that my friend was referring to this blog right here: Eucatastrophes (a word I still absolutely adore). I'll share a little fun fact with you: Since this page (which was created a little over a year ago) I've already created a new website since this page. It's still Eucatastrophes but it's been created using Wordpress rather than Weebly.
But here's the deal.. I like writing and I like photography. I don't care if my friends or family members see the pictures I take or the words I write down so why not just keep it plain simple and easy. Why not just keep everything on a single platform?
So after this long and tiring block of random nonsense it's finally time for me to tell you the purpose of this post. Are you ready? I'm introducing a challenge. I'll admit, it's a pretty well-known one but it's a challenge nonetheless. I challenge you (whoever you are) to choose something that you have been wanting to do for a while now, something that you have been making excuses for again and again. I challenge you to work on/do that thing for an entire month (starting September 1st). It doesn't need to take up the same amount of time each day. It doesn't even need to take 10 minutes out of your day if you happen to be busy. In fact, you don't even need to physically do anything everyday. As long as you're doing something that allows for this idea/passion to develop itself I'm happy. Maybe next month I can introduce a new challenge saying "okay, this month you actually have to work on the project". But I'm hoping that will come by itself.
Are you ready to find out what mine will be? You guessed it: I'm going to work on this website/blog right here. I'm not going to post something every day.. But I'm going to work on it, change it up and perhaps write a few posts for the fun of it.
I want this thing to stay fun of course, but I also don't want anyone (including myself) to look back and think "if only". So here, take these words as a sign or a simple kick of motivation and GET GOING!
I'll check back with you in 2 weeks ;)
I was going to write a little post about the excitement surrounding the coming of spring. But then I realised that it's still February and that people would probably not agree with or understand my enthusiasm. Additionally, it's been pretty lousy weather here in the UK which again wouldn't really correspond to my Springy post. So I decided to focus on this period. Yes, I can already hear you saying: "why would you focus on this period? It sucks! Let's just hope it ends soon and forget about it forever and ever."
Wherever I go and whoever I talk to, most people say the same thing. They complain about their life, about the world and about their mood in general. Most people are not very happy at the moment, including myself. So let's just take a second and reflect upon the nice things. After all, the news has a had a few glimpses of happiness.
I'm a university student who loves to keep themselves busy with anything but university work. I also enjoy looking like a banana as you can tell from all the yellow coat pictures. I've somehow managed to turn into a music and photography geek. I'm not entirely sure how that happened but let's just go with it. That seems to be my life motto at the moment.