Throwback Thursday: Back Home

Words seem to be running away from me lately. Or rather it takes me a lot longer to reach them ever since I returned from my stay studying abroad. I guess spending that much time away from home changes the way one sees the world. I discovered traits in me I didn't know I possessed (like you'd be amazed on how creative a hungry student can get with cooking minced meat in order to not feel like you're eating the same thing everyday - not that I did, but still...), and realized I can endure I lot more - I've stretched my breaking point beyond anything I had ever experienced and I feel stronger for it.

It changes the way you remember the people you know too. Not being there everyday didn't really changed much for me, not really. And it saddens me deeply to know just how little people you care about care about you when you're not around. Is in times like this you know whose friends are for life and whose aren't, because lets face it: doesn't it feels good to know someone misses you in those days you are feeling homesick? I believe being away gave me a new and improved filter for bullshit excuses that might become handy in the future.

And although I'll keep telling anyone that asks me that if I had the chance to redo it all over again I'd choose a different place to go, I don't really. It wasn't perfect, it had a lot of ups and downs, most of the "natives" are very (very) egocentric and conceited (but I did get to meet some of the very best of them) and I missed eating fish (never in a million year I thought I'd ever say such thing)... But it was a once in a life time experience, and I wouldn't trade it for the world.

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~Andie Maars

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Hello :D 

I had planned on posting this a long time ago but I was struggling to make the right words come out...

Late Sunday Rant #1

I'm back. After some crazy months of moving away, far far away, and then moving all the way back home, finishing my BSc and starting a new phase in my life, and over all just being grateful for all I have, I'm back (not sure for how long tough)... and I've found a new thing to hate! Yay!

Ok, ok, it's not really new... just found out lately I... hum...- hate is a really strong word, lets just go with strongly dislike - yes, I strongly dislike it even more than before. 

I strongly dislike people that take other people for granted. Not that there is anything wrong in doing it to a certain extent, because I sure we all have done it in some point in our lives... I'm talking about those people that take other people for granted in a "I'm-gonna-break-up-with-you-because-I-wanna-party-24/7-and-sleep-around-but-I-still-want-you-to-wait-for-me" kind of way. I find it utmost disrespectful towards another's feelings, and that is plain wrong.

And then we have the people who not only condone this kind of behavior, but encourage it nonetheless. It's like being young is an excuse to act crazy and step onto other people feelings - but there's crazy and then there's insane, and this falls in the last category. I get it, ok?! We will never be as young as we are right now, and although people say life is too short, living is the longest thing we'll spend time doing. So why not live it to the fullest? 

But, is it all excusable just because we want to be "young, wild and free"? I don't think so. I believe one shouldn't have the need (nor the rights) to achieve happiness by expenses of another's misfortunes. 

But what do I know really?

~Andie Maars

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Hello :D

I'm sorry for the suuuuuuper long absence. I'll try not to let it happen again.

Here's my new...thing... Late Sunday Rants #1! Let's try and make it a weekly thing (or at least biweekly, I know I'm lazy)

Distance is a funny thing...

Distance is a funny thing.

Nothing ever seems too far until the moment you can't reach for it. You never realize how important those little moments are, until you spend a while without sharing them; taking for granted that they'll always be there, until they don't. Then the longing squeezes the heart a little harder that it usually does...

You might never have been a big fan of walking in the streets hand-by-hand, but suddenly the spaces between your fingers feel emptier than ever. You find yourself missing those sweet nothings once you though were too corny, that now fall, whispered, from you lips for the walls to catch them because the one they're meant to be is out of reach. 

"Out of sight, out of mind" 

And never anything else sounded so fake to your ears for you know that just because you can't see it, it doesn't make it any easier not to remember. And that's all you do when no one is looking - remembering. Remembering the laughs, the talks and the whispered confections. Replaying it all over and over again until you finally fall asleep, wishing, with all your strength, to dream of that in that night. And never before you had any problem in cutting your dreams short to wake up every morning, but now you'll beg for 5 more minutes so you can keep dreaming with the one that is far away.

You'll most surely end up questioning your sanity because that person is now stuck to your brain 24/7, and you don't even know why! And although you'd prefer to dream endlessly while you can't have the real thing, each night that comes and goes is one night closer to the day you'll finally meet...again.

~Andie Maars

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Hello fellow readers (if there's still any)

Yes, I'm still alive! :D 

First, I'd like to apologize for the lack of posting; my life has been a mess but hopefully it will calm down soon. Second, I also realized Lily hasn't posted in a while. I'll check back at her and maybe soon you'll have something new from her here. (UPDATE 17/11/2013 - Lily says she probably won't ever post again here, dunno why. Her posts will remain if you want to read them again. You'll have to stick with just me now :D )

And last, but not least, I've been working on a few different things while I was away, so expect new things in a near future. Also, expect more about Beth; I'm not done with her yet :)