A new (very exciting) chapter !

Hello, lovelies!

It’s time to share something very exciting with you today!

I think all of you know that I love writing. I have had ideas to write short stories and novels and accumulated them for two years straight, not having written any of them. I wanted to change that, but it didn’t feel right to use this blog for that. And that’s why I created a new WordPress blog where I am planning to post all of my stories:

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I posted my first short story today! It’s called The green-eyed girl.

I really want to know what you think of it, I’m super curious! And if you enjoyed it, definitely share it with your loved ones 😉 😉

Here is a little sneak peek!

At the museum, Neville was finally at rest. It had been a long time since he was able to hear his own thoughts without any car honks or construction sounds in the background. Right there, in the art museum, it was quiet. As quiet as London could be, anyway.

He walked through the first exposition, eying the nineteenth-century paintings. The finest paintings were created in that century if you would ask him. An exalted painting hanging right in front of him caught his attention. Hypnotised by its grandeur, he moved towards the artwork.  His eyes moved across every detail, noticing every brush stroke the painter had made. Much to Neville’s surprise, he didn’t recognise its creator. The little plaque under the painting told him the girl on the canvas was Princess Tarakanova, painted by Konstantin Flavitsky. The woman had been an impostor to the Russian throne. At 32 years old she was captured and killed. Legend says she had faked her death, only to die of drowning two years later.

‘I don’t believe she lived after she was captured. I think she died right there, unable to escape the iron fists that had caught her.’ The woman next to him noted. He didn’t remove his eyes from the painting. He didn’t need to, he recognised her voice straight away. ‘It’s up to us to decide whether we want to believe we can escape our superiors. Anyway, we tend to choose to believe what makes us feel least guilty.’ He answered.

Continue reading: Read it here.

Thank you so much for your support over the years!

I’ll talk to you soon! Liesje (1)

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My high school experience (and my 100th post!)

Hello, sweeties!

In a few days, I will be a student at the University of Ghent, starting my bachelor in English and Spanish! My time at high school is officially over. For a moment, I didn’t even realise it would ever end. My time being underage will soon be over as well. It makes me feel weird. 

I can’t wait to start school, but I’m walking away from a life that I was very comfortable in. It’s a good thing that changes, though. Challenges are good. But stepping out of my comfort zone will never feel easy.

In the past couple of months, people have been telling me that life is only beginning. That’s not hard to believe because I have been living in a small village since I was little. For the first time, I’ll be spending most of my time in a big city. I’m trying not to expect too much, but this is going to be such a big change in my life, I can’t help but expect something. We’ll see how it goes!

The past six years I attended school in a village in Belgium. There, I learned a lot about myself. I’ve grown into the person I am today, and I am proud to say that I like her. High school and puberty are challenging times for any teenager, and they sure challenged me.

selflove 1I learned to stand up for myself, to be proud of my differences and to be kind to everyone, even though they aren’t nice to me.

I learned a lot from being kind. You discover beauties of life you would never notice otherwise.

I don’t think people realise how much effect a nice deed can have. It’s true a lot of horrible things make the news fast, and it’s easy to feel bad about it. But, when you see someone being nice, doesn’t that make you automatically motivated to do something friendly as well? 

In high school, I discovered my love for the human mind. I’m fascinated by human behaviour and the link between personality and a person’s life experiences. Maybe that’s why I love crime so much, to learn about making killers, and how psychopaths are created. I’ll admit, this interest might seem a little odd. I can’t help it, haha. I even considered studying psychology, but I followed my gut instinct and went for English and Spanish. I like literature and history a little bit better. And often art is linked to the artist’s personality, so I’m not loosing anything really. I’m still thinking about studying psychology after I get my masters, though.

Selflove 2Yet, I haven’t done anything major that would secure my future. Hell, I’m only seventeen, but still, I feel an urge to start doing things that matter. It’s my dream to go to Africa to volunteer and help children there.

I’ve dealt with some struggles trying to discover who I am.  I tried several hobbies which I have also quit. I don’t feel good about quitting, but I know now that they didn’t really fit me. But I’m also someone who loves staying at home too much. The university in Ghent offers a lot of extracurricular activities, and I’m sure I’ll take part in at least one of them.

I was terribly shy when I started high school. I had a death fear of speaking in front of the class. And I would’ve never believed it then, but I got over that fear. Maybe not entirely, but my heart is not pounding in my throat anymore, and I’m able to sleep the night before my presentation. I just needed to realise that I’m not the only one having to go in front of the class, and definitely not the only one disliking it. Everything seems so much easier when you know you’re not alone.

Selflove 3I’ve met people who turned up to become terrific friends of mine and some other that were not so kind. I can’t say that I’ve suffered a lot from it because I realised soon enough that we wouldn’t be friends. So, I stepped away from them. I’m glad I learned to do that from an early age. There is nothing more toxic than surrounding yourself with the wrong kinds of people. It wasn’t easy at first, though.

I didn’t find romance in high school. And, I don’t feel bad it. When I do get in a relationship, I want it to mean something from the start.

And while it might feel weird sometimes to never having had a boyfriend, it has made me stronger. I’m not afraid to tell people about it, I am not ashamed. I have always been able to just focus on myself and only that. I know what my values are. Being dependant on someone is not something I want to be. Definitely as a female, I want that message to be loud and clear. I love to be able to live on my own.

I hope that whoever might read this gets that everyone follows its own path. There are no instructions on how to lead a ‘perfect’ life. Whatever that might even be. Listen to yourself, don’t pressure yourself into something so that you can appear normal to others. What’s the most important is that you can respect and accept yourself by the choices you made that are 100% true to yourself.

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These are the most important things I learned from my years in high school. I hope that people who are young and growing up – just like me – can take away some of the things I said in this post. I wanted to make this to let you know you are not alone and worth as much as anyone else on this earth. And if you are every struggling with something and you want someone to talk to, you can always come to me. Even if it’s just to talk, send me an email, or message me on social media. The links are in my About Me page.

And on that note, I say goodnight! I’ve been studying Spanish for the past three weeks, and I have been going out as well so some good night rest will work wonders.

For everyone who is reading this at night; sweet dreams! (and if not, have a nice day!)

Thank you so much for reading! Liesje (1)

Everything is changing

Hello, everyone

I wanted to talk to you about where I’ve been these past weeks. I’ve been struggling with my blog for some time, and with the school working piling up, I decided to take a full break from blogging.

A lot has changed this past couple of weeks. I’ve graduated high school! The last weeks at school were really tough, but I survived! I received my diploma past Tuesday, and I have applied to the university I want to go to. The only thing I have left to do is go to the school itself, prove that I am a living person and I am in! How exciting? Well, it’s not that simple, but almost. 😉

But before all of that happens, I get three months of holiday, which means lots and lots of reading and blogging. Finally!

But what I wanted to talk to you about is this: I didn’t feel satisfied with the stuff I was posting on my blog. It felt like I was writing things other people had already written before. What I was blogging about didn’t seem to matter. I’ve had some time to think, and I’ve come to the conclusion that I need to change. 

I’ll be nothing too drastic. I’ll still write about books and the trips I make. I’ll just slightly change the way I do it. For example, I’ll quiet down on making the weekly features. I felt true to what I said in those posts, but it got difficult doing it every single week. It felt more like homework than my hobby. And blogging has to feel like my hobby because it is. This is what I do in my free time since I love doing it. I love having a platform where I can talk about the great books I’ve read or the new discoveries I’ve made.

I want this blog to become mine again. I want this blog to resemble me, and make it my passion again.

I can’t tell you what might change just yet. What I know now is that my schedule is going to change, I’ll  work on the layout once again since I love doing that so much, and there will also not be as many weekly features as before. Maybe I’ll even create something of my own, who knows?

I hope you’ll love what is to come! You can always tell me your opinion in the comments. It always helps me a great deal.

Thank you so much for understanding! I’ll talk to you soon.Liesje