Ik doe mee aan de Bloggers Group Hug die Jade heeft opgestart! Om meer te weten, stel ik voor dat je hier even verder gaat lezen. Het concept is dat Jade iedere week een woord opstuurt naar de deelnemers en dat wij een poging doen dat woord uit te leggen op onze manier. Ik doe niet elke week mee, maar over het woord van deze week kan ik mijn zegje wel doen.

English// version below

Vergissingen, we maken ze allemaal wel eens. Van sommige dingen die ik in het verleden heb gedaan heb ik spijt, en andere "vergissingen" zou ik zonder aarzeling opnieuw begaan. Ik wil niet door het leven gaan met spijt, sluimerend op de achtergrond in de krochten van mijn brein. Ik wil genieten van elk moment, en als ik eens iets doms of roekeloos doe, dan wil ik mij daar niet voor hoeven schamen. Het is toch mijn leven (het is uw leven!) dus leef ik het zoals ik het wil leven (leef zoals ge zelf wilt leven!). Daar hoef ik geen verantwoording voor af te leggen, toch?



English// I'm participating in this project called Bloggers Group Hug that Jade started. BloggersGroupHug stands for support, unity & similarity in the blogging world. The basic idea is that every week, we get sent a word and we have to describe that word in our own way. You can read all about it here. (Jade is much better in explaining her project!)

This week's word is mistake.

We all make mistakes from time to time. I regret some of the things I did in the past. Other mistakes I would make again without a doubt. I don't want to spend my live dealing with the word regret. I want to cherish and enjoy every moment. Whenever I do something silly or reckless, I don't want to be ashamed of that moment. After all, it's my life (you're living YOUR life!) so I should be able to live the way I want to live it (live your life the way you want!).

See you later, alligator!

I'm participating in this project called Bloggers Group Hug that Jade started. BloggersGroupHug stands for support, unity & similarity in the blogging world. The basic idea is that every week, we get sent a word and we have to describe that word in our own way. You can read all about it here. (Jade is much better in explaining her project!)

This week's word is someday.



Someday I want to travel. Alone. All by myself. Because I need to find out if I can live with myself, I want to figure out who I am and why I do the things I do.
Someday I want to build a fort with the love of my life where we can hide from the rest of the world and just be us. Without having to be there and everywhere and to escape from life, just for a little bit.
Someday I will stop taking an effort to explain to people why I don't want children & why I don't want to get married. I don't know why it's so hard to wrap your head around the fact that not everyone expects the same from life, and that it's okay to not have the same opinion all the time. I don't like it that I have to defend myself all the time and have to come up with arguments to explain why I don't want children.

I didn't mean for this post to become so serious all of a sudden, but I just felt the need to get this off my chest. :)

What pops up in your mind when reading the word someday?

Have a wonderful, sunny Saturday! Talk to you soon!

I'm participating in this project called Bloggers Group Hug that Jade started. BloggersGroupHug stands for support, unity & similarity in the blogging world. The basic idea is that every week, we get sent a word and we have to describe that word in our own way. You can read all about it here. (Jade is much better in explaining her project!)

This week's word is years.

I'm not really a melancholic kind of person, but watching the years pass by sometimes makes me kind of nostalgic about the past. Being carefree, not having to worry about anything other than what you were going to do after school is a period of my life I miss sometimes. But of course, it comes with becoming adult. To me, years is the word that reminds me of the hastiness of life.

This photo is the one reminding me of those 'good old times'. My sister and I had to go to bed, but instead we busted out every single jewelry item we had, decorated ourselves and went downstairs again. I miss those jeans outfits ;-)


Oh yeah, in this picture I'd broken my nose. (Look at my sister's creepy smile, haha!)


What does the word 'years' remind you of?
Thanks for reading. Talk to you tomorrow!