zaterdag 26 december 2015

2015: Málaga, travels, boys, mama, studying and life lessons

Hello, my darlings!

I'll keep this blog post short, because the video is quite long. 2015 has been a very special year and I wanted to have a little chit-chat about it with you. Oh, and don't judge me on the first part; just feeling it, you know?

Enjoy watching! <3

vrijdag 18 december 2015


Hello everyone! 

I don’t really know how to put this in words, but I felt like blogging about it.
Sometimes, I’m approached by people that are reading my blog. I have no idea who’s reading it when I’m writing, but I love hearing from people that they read it and that they liked it. This happened again, yesterday evening. And I got a very big compliment.
A fellow student – and a lovely girl – started talking about it. She said a couple of very nice things, but there’s one of them that really stuck with me. She said that she’s got the idea that I’m a person who’s very expressive when it comes to loving people. And I think she’s pretty right. At least, I’d like to be that way.

When I love someone, whether it’s friendship, family or love-love, I want to share it with them. I think it’s really important to realise the value of the people around you. In my opinion, when a person means a lot to me in whatever way possible, they should know that. When it comes to relationships, it can definitely hurt me to be honest and open, but I’d rather be that than not being hurt and silent.

I wrote a blog about my brother and I could write a whole book about great people in my life. The conversation yesterday, made me think about all of them. How beautiful is the feeling of being loved? I can’t think of a better feeling, actually. Well – mentally, haha.
Last night, this girl was so kind, my best friend called, I had a spontaneous night out with friends, my family and housemates were being sweet. At some point I could physically feel myself being filled with love. It made me so incredibly happy. Now Christmas is coming, which means more love to me. And a lot of food, which can be the same thing.

I think it has something to do with my mother. Both how she raised me and the fact that she isn’t there anymore. You never know when you’re saying goodbye to someone, for the last time. But that’s just a small part, because I don’t think about that all day. I just want to give a lot of love, because that makes me happy. And I hope it makes others happy, as well.

A big hug and kisses for all of you!


woensdag 9 december 2015

It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas

Hola amigos!

On Sunday, December 6th, I went Christmas shopping with my stepfather. Yes, Sinterklaas just ended and we're going straight towards Christmas. I was very enthusiastic about all the lights and the actual bullshit you can buy. An impression of how I felt:

Last Monday, I went back from Utrecht to Eindhoven. I immediately dropped my stuff at home, grabbed my Christmas-Sinterklaas-presents and went decorating. As promised, I'll show you what my place looks like. It's nothing compared to what we did in Utrecht, but it's good for my 15 square meter room. The photos aren't that clear, because I wanted to take them while it was dark. Hope you don't mind :) There we go:

My bed! I love it anyways, but it's so cosy now. In real life, the lights are warmer and less 'yellowish'

Of course I needed this

Made this table-thingy myself, and put my little Christmas tree on top. Looks lovely, doesn't it?

The view from my bed on a chill night <3

Do you love Christmas like me? And have you already decorated? Let me know if you do and what you think about the way I decorated.

XO Josie

zaterdag 5 december 2015

December: I'm so thankful for giving

Hi there!

I know I've been away for a while, again. I didn't really feel like blogging, didn't have too much inspiration. It's fine, I like to write down my thoughts whenever I want. But there's something I needed to share with you.

It's holiday time! Sinterklaas, Christmas, New Year's; it's totally festive, this month. I'm a summer kid (born in summer, love sun, always want a tan etc.), but I can definitely enjoy all the lights and coziness during winter. I always decorate our house like crazy, my brother and stepfather are always laughing about my enthusiasm. Last year, I even bought fake snow to spray on the windows. Candles everywhere, no normal lights, just mini leds all over the place. 
The feeling of being together with family is priceless to me. Of course, I'm a sucker for Christmas brunches and dinners (delicious food, so no wearing tight clothes; shamelessly stuffing my face), but the whole thing of being with each other, that's what makes me really happy.

Yesterday and the day before, we celebrated Sinterklaas. On Friday with my father's and stepmother's family and Saturday with my brother and stepfather. For the foreign people; Sinterklaas is a bit like Christmas. You can look it up here - including all the shit about Zwarte Piet (Black Pete), which I'm not going to talk about - but it comes down to getting and giving presents, as well. But the nice thing about this celebration, is that you write each other poems. You can make jokes about stupid things they've done, or write down what's so special about them. You can create a poem as personal as you want to.
The ones written to me were about Málaga, partly. One of them actually included some funny jokes about thing that happened there and, of course, there were some boys mentioned. You know what to expect when your family writes you poems!

When I celebrated this weekend, with the people closest to me, I realised once again how glad I am to have them in my life. I had to write a poem for my father and he was really glad with the things I wrote. The present I gave him, was just to have a day with him, including a nice meal, paid by me. 
Then, yesterday, I was with my brother and stepfather, who were both really happy with my poems, as well. It makes me happy to give. To give to the people who give so much back, just with their reaction. 
On top of that, I got a tapas cookbook from my stepmother (in Spanish!) and bath stuff, a massage bar (HINT), a yoga tool and a Christmas set - to decorate my room in Eindhoven with - from my bro and stepdad.  Oh and chocolate, don't forget the chocolate. They know what I like and that's worth so much more than the thing itself. They really think about who I am and what would make me happy at this point. Vice versa, because they were genuinely excited about the presents they got from me.

On Friday, we had a 'traditional family meal'; two entire chicken out of the oven, with potatoes and ratatouille. Yesterday, I was in the kitchen for over an hour, to prepare 'my men' some delicious food for Sinterklaas evening. I was pretty satisfied with the way it turned out, and so were they!

So, now Sinterklaas is over, but in about three weeks, it's Christmas time! I'll show you my Christmas-proof room soon, because I can't wait for it! Then I can go crazy with recipes again, hugging family members, laughing with them. My lovely Danish friends will arrive for NYE and I'm counting down the days until I'll see them. Just two more weeks of university left! Time goes by soooo fast.

See you soon, lovelies! Hope you're having a good time, as well <3
XO Josie

vrijdag 13 november 2015

Public transport and meeting new people

I'm a chatty person. I like to talk a lot, and if you know me, that's not a surprise. But apart from speaking, I'm a very good listener. People, the way they behave, why they behave like that; it fascinates me.
Before, I didn't travel by public transport that often. Since I moved to Eindhoven, I'm going by train every week. Today, I realised something; the past couple of months, I've been talking to foreign people quite a lot. And I wanted to share some special moments with you guys.

Let's start with carnaval (festive week in The Netherlands). I celebrated in Eindhoven with my lovely Lizzy and her friends. But the next morning, I had to wake up at 6:30, so I needed to head back in the evening already. On the train, I sat next to a girl and we started talking about her studies, my gap year and my doubts about where and what to study. Then she recommended Industrial Design at the TU Eindhoven - because of what I told her about myself - and voilà; that's exactly what I'm doing now! Thank you for that, girl!

The following memory was on the airplane on my way to Málaga (March 15, this year). I was on my own for the first time and very excited about what was going to happen. The people next to me were so kind, they were Spanish and the woman didn't speak English. So her husband tried to translate our conversation, because my Spanish was really bad at that time. But they taught me some, actually!

I remember being on my way home in Utrecht, when a guy with 4 suitcases entered the bus. I offered to help him, and he was very grateful. Then we had a conversation about where he was from. He told me he moved from Greece to The Netherlands, for a better life. It was so interesting, and I've actually seen him at the supermarket a couple of times.

Another moment was when I was travelling to Eindhoven. A lady sat next to me and I said something about how I love nature (because of the beautiful view), even though I'm a city girl. Together, we appreciated both cities and quiet places. The conversation subject changed to her life, my life, her daughters an how proud she was. They were all settled down, successful and did a lot of interesting things, which were inspiring. I just love to watch parents talk about how happy they are because their children are happy.

Today, a man came to sit next to me on the train. I was reading and listening to music, so not very focused on him. Then he got a phone call and it sounded Scandinavian. When I hear something that sounds like Danish or Swedish, I get really excited. Just love those people, okay? Anyways, I waited until he hung up and asked him where he was from. He was Norwegian - so, not Danish, but still Scandinavian. We had a little chat about languages and my Scandinavian friends, my gap year and his experiences here in The Netherlands. You could really tell that he was positively surprised by the fact that I asked him about his background and everything. It made me smile. Takk for i dag, whoever you may be!

I can come up with a couple more, but I just want to say how grateful I can be for a good conversation with people I don't know. Sometimes, I miss the openness of people in Málaga, how easy it is to meet new people there. I actually made friends on the beach and at a bar, just by approaching them and have a little conversation. But here, in the Netherlands, there are more than enough people who are willing to speak, instead of playing games in their phones, as well. As long as you're kind, polite and relaxed, you'll get that back. I wish I could have moments like those all the time. It gives me so much energy, it makes me feel so good. You can find happiness in the easiest ways. Just pay attention.

XO Josie

woensdag 11 november 2015

Being healthy

This title may get different reactions from different people. Some are really interested in a healthy lifestyle and can't get enough; others would like to throw up if they heard the word 'healthy' (I know some who do). Besides the fact that I'm pretty interested, I'm not particularly talking about working out and food.

I've had times in my life when I was not very happy. I also didn't have a good relationship with the person who I was and my body, for quite a long time. There was always something wrong: my skin, my nose, my hair, my legs, my belly - blah blah blah.
Last year, a lot changed. With the help of some people that I'm eternally grateful for, I gained confidence and started to really like the person who I am. It's not like I loved myself completely and turned into some 'perfect girl' - no, I started to accept things that might be less pretty, my worse sides, bad behaviour and decisions. The focus was more on my good qualities and, for example, my eyes, that I'm happy with. There was so much more positivity in my life, and it was a damn good experience.
Working during my gap year and the Málaga-journey definitely contributed, as well. People actually liked me for who I was and I didn't have to put a lot of effort in that. The whole ambience, the people... I can't really describe it. It makes you feel so much more relaxed! And considering the confidence part, it's not bad to be blonde and blue-eyed, when you live in Spain, haha.

Well, this is more about body insecurities and self-confidence. What I actually wanted to discuss, is that we forget a really important thing, all the time. There are so many fitness accounts on Instagram, blogs, websites, YouTube channels, and so on. The Internet is filled with information about losing weight, getting abs and low-carb-no-gluten-no-lactose-vegan food. It's all okay, as long as we keep in mind that we need to live, as well.
Living in the gym and weighing every gram of peanut butter, when you never go out to relax with some friends (or Netflix and your cat), doesn't really sound like a 'healthy lifestyle' to me. Don't get me wrong, I respect you if you genuinely enjoy working out and cooking yourself some nutritious dishes. But I want people to remember that being healthy is not just that.
With this, I'm referring to 'healthy' as in 'not sick'. As some of you may know, I lost my dear mother because of cancer. At times, I realise how important it is to appreciate the fact that you don't have a disease like that. Or that you're able to walk and do whatever you want.
There are several people I know, who suffer from some kind of chronic disease. You just have to live with that. I'm a person who's got some health-related stuff going on, quite often. Nothing severe, just annoying. And compared to cancer, it's nothing. It can drive you crazy, sometimes, and it makes me think about how good it is to not feel sick, not have problems with your body; just being able to live your life. It decreases the importance of having a 'perfect body', for me. It makes me feel like I need to take care of my body, instead of getting the feeling that I have to work that 10 pounds off.
And to me, that's a very big difference.

Yes, I do sports. Yes, I try to eat healthy. I try not to consume as much alcohol as in Málaga (which is not very hard, let's not do that too often), I try to sleep more, get my vitamins. But taking care of your body also means listening to it. Do I feel okay? What do I need to make myself feel better? Go for a run, or laying down for a while? A little spa at home, chilling in your most comfy outfit, watch some series, read a book, be with a friend. Do you actually want to eat some sugar free raisin biscuits, when there's some salted caramel chocolate to choose, as well?
The thing is, if you really listen to yourself and what you need, you won't eat the whole chocolate bar. You won't lay down in your bed for a whole week, because you'll feel that you need to get out. If you start to know what works, you can trust yourself.
On a higher level, it's very important to know your healthy body, too. Because if you're in contact with yourself, mentally and physically, you'll notice way sooner, when something is wrong. My mother did, when she felt a weird thing in her breast.

It's not something you can do overnight, getting closer to yourself. You have to work on it, every day. At the same time, it's not very hard. What makes you feel good? What people make you happy? What gives you more energy? How do you balance your life? These are questions that your gut feeling can answer, most of the time. With some trial-and-error, you'll get there. It's great not to live with so many restrictions, because you feel like you need to live up to other people's expectations. Surround yourself with people who support you and love you for who you are. Believe me, it will make a huge difference.

With this blog, I'm not trying to day that I've got it all sorted out. Oh no, I'm still looking at my body in the mirror, without being completely happy. I'm not sleeping enough and every now and then, I think about what other people think of me, too much. I'm so freaking imperfect and that's okay. I just wanted to remind you and myself, that it's not all about the outside. That having a 'healthy' body doesn't mean you're healthy. That the person who you are is way more important than the amount of 'gainzzzz'. That you need to appreciate not being sick. Live, people, enjoy your life. Take care of yourself, but don't forget to live.

XO Josie

dinsdag 10 november 2015

Switzerland vlog 6: saying goodbye, being a real tourist & life lesson

Hello lovelies,

Sorry, again I'm a little bit late. It's my last vlog already, I was so sad to leave Switzerland. Will be back soon!

Enjoy & let me know if you did!

XO Josie

maandag 9 november 2015

zondag 8 november 2015

zaterdag 7 november 2015

Switzerland vlog 3: hungover, Olten & Seat Music Sessions

Hello hello,

After this vlog, we're already halfway there! We had a crazy night out in Basel, and in this vlog what I did, the day after. Enjoy!

XO Josie

vrijdag 6 november 2015

Switzerland vlog #2

Hello lovely people,

Today, you can see my second vlog from Switzerland. I went to Aarau with Norah, prepared for the night and then went off to Basel for some fun!

Enjoy! XO

donderdag 5 november 2015

I'm alive! & One week of vlogging

Hello everyone,

I know I just started blogging, but it's already been one month since I wrote my last post. I'm sorry about that. I've had some health issues lately and was really busy with university. The exams are over now, and man, I worked my ass off! Exactly 23 hours after the start of my last exam, my plane to Basel was departing. Yay!
I vlogged during my stay in Switzerland, which I had done in Málaga, as well. Unfortunately, I never did something with these vlogs. Being an Industrial Design student, I would like to do more with videos, blogs, music et cetera. I had to get used to filming in public, but it was definitely a lot of fun to do.

So, follow my Swiss adventures; this is vlog 1!

maandag 5 oktober 2015

My brother, from our Supermother

If you know me in real life, and most of you do, you know that family is very important to me. I've always been close to my parents, slept at my grandparents places a lot, played around in the garden with my cousins, went to the zoo with my aunts, and so on. The last couple of years, I've been validating my family even more. On April 29th, 2010, I lost my dear mother. There'll definitely be a blogpost about her, but I'm saving that for later. Ever since that moment, my family has been so incredibly important. My mother's best friend, is family to me, as well.
Apart from the aunts, uncles, stepmothers and -fathers, cousins and everything out there, there's been one person in my life, who's been very, very close to me, all the time. I'm talking about my brother, who's almost two years younger than me. I asked him if I could write a blogpost about him, and he agreed. Because this lovely guy, he really deserves it.

The first memories that I have, are from dressing up, together with him. We played around a little, being stupid. I was a real 'girly-girl', so I loved to dress up like a princess. My brother was Aladdin or something, and sometimes, he even wore my clothes. I can't really remember that we were in fights a lot. My father also told me that, when my brother was born, I was caring and loving towards him. No envy or anything. I'm glad to hear that, although it's funny to hear you were a jealous bitch, when you were younger, as well. Even in those early memories, we were together a lot.
At the age of 4/5, all the girls were in love with him. I'm serious, he was admired by the ladies. From time to time, we bring this up in our family. I'm sure that nothing has changed; we just don't know about it anymore. Because I think that my little bro is very handsome, and yes - that's from an objective perspective.

As we grew older, our parents were divorced, and we moved a lot in little time. Both our mama and papa got a new partner, which we had to get used to. Looking back, I don't think it was too difficult for us, because our parents did a really good job taking care of us. We got some new family members; he got closer to our stepbrother and I was around my stepsister, a lot. But, in both of our 'new' families, in every situation, we always felt the brother-sister connection.
At that time, we fought a little bit more (verbally, can you imagine me fighting physically? Right), but nothing too bad. I just remember one time, when we were screaming at each other, my mom ran out of the shower, being very angry. She told us to stop, and ever since that moment, I think we were calmed down even more.
Apart from being my buddy in the families, and being handsome, he's a really smart guy. He did the 3rd and 4th year of elementary school in one year, which made him go to my stepbrothers class and year. We actually all ended up in the same class for two years in total; our classes were mixed, so I was one year higher. My brother was younger than the rest, but still got good results and was pretty social, too.

A funny thing is, when he was around the age of 7, my brother wanted to play football. My stepsister and -brother already did. We were being a little skeptical about it: Abe, football? No, that's not his kind of sports. But it turned out that he liked it a lot. I went to see him play quite often, talked to other brothers, sisters and parents. Later on, I started as well. My brother became more serious, every year. He improved, started to play on higher levels. But it was not only on the field; getting to know football facts, history and teams, was his favourite hobby. At world championships, when you could get those little football player cards at the supermarket, he knew every single player. He knew the number of the sticker, the player's weight, height, football club, birth of date - everything. I mean, you could ask: 'What's the BMI of player number 143 in the book?", and he would easily calculate it, because he had all the facts filed up in his little brain. My father is exactly like this, and it's beautiful to see that similarity. Now, he's such a fanatic when it comes to the Dutch football competition. Feyenoord, of course <3. Football is Abe and Abe is football. But of course, he's more than that.

The thing that makes our relationship so special, is the way we talk to each other. We both have our privacy and little secrets, but I tell him almost everything. In many ways, we think the same. We get annoyed by the same things, people and behaviour. We've got the same humour. We like the same kind of music (most of the time). We want to say the same things, at the same time. We don't have to finish our sentences, or even talk at all. One look is enough. It's always been really good, the way we connected. But the last five years, we went through a lot, together.
When I was not doing good at all, he got me through it - with other lovely people. He never let me down, even though I've not been very nice to him, at times. It's also the other way around. When he's not doing well, I want to help him. I want to be his big sister, that he can come to for a really big hug or some advice. I hope I can give him at least a fraction of our mother; let him feel like she's around, a little bit. And I know did this, because he gave me the rose that he had to give to a special person, the day he graduated from high school. He made me so happy by doing that. I'd never felt that proud before. Proud of him, proud of us together.
He calls/called me 'bunny', because I always wear a bun on the top of my head, that looks like a bunny-bun. Not for other reasons, people! In high school, we always went to each other's room, to have some small talk, before we went to sleep. Share our thoughts, frustrations, achievements, insecurities, happiness... Now I live in Eindhoven and everything's busy, but it was nice to do, back then. I miss those times.

I could tell so many more stories about my brother, because he's been there almost my entire life. He's the one who lived with me the most, we have so many crazy and stupid memories. But I think it's okay for now. If there are any more questions, you can always ask them.

Dear Abe, I know that you're not always aware of the fact that you're such a great person, so I wanted to tell you another time in this way. I'll keep saying it, because it's true. I thank you for everything you've done, your patience, you honesty. I'm so incredibly glad that I've got you as my brother and I'll never take you for granted. You're definitely one of the most important people in my entire life; you'll always be. I love you, little bro, I love you a lot.


donderdag 1 oktober 2015

October goals

TU Eindhoven - Wednesday September 30th, 2015

Lately, everything has been a little bit chaotic. I just came back from my holidays in Málaga, went straight to some introduction days, directly traveled to Ghent, had more introduction days and then started my studies. I moved from Utrecht to Eindhoven, as well. Because I wasn't really living a healthy life during summer holidays, I felt tired and just... Blugh. I think the studies are pretty difficult for me at this moment, too. It's all okay, I just thought that I had to get a little bit more structure in my life right now. So I quit rowing, to save some time every week. I've also been setting up some goals for the upcoming month: October. I can't believe we're in the last quarter of 2015, already! It's fall time, and the leaves are turning yellow, orange and red. I love this so much; I think it looks amazing, especially with the nice weather now. Anyways, let's move on to my October goals:

1. More planning

Oh dear, I started off this year in such a messed up way. I had no clue what to do and where to go, didn't have an overview of all of the things I needed to do. Actually, the planning part is improving already. I try to make a daily overview, for a week, and adjust it every day, so it'll stay realistic. Something I've learnt from Masha is: 
1) Write down everything that you need to do
2) Think about the time you'll need for each task
3) Divide your time into those tasks, including breaks, going to the supermarket, etc.
4) After you've finished, mark it with a bright marker

This helps me so much, and you also get more insight on how well your estimation of the time needed is. The only thing that I should do now, is keep doing this, haha.

2. Working out

As I told you before, the last couple of months were not that sporty and full of running, for me. This is one of the reasons why I felt blugh, I couldn't get rid of the tension in my body, couldn't run away the stress. Rowing wasn't satisfying to me, and I didn't like it that much either. I'm really glad that I bought my running shoes. This Monday I ran for the first time, with a girl from uni. She's so lovely and we actually had a pretty good run together. The shoes felt like heaven, of course. Then the day after, I went to the gym that belongs to my university, for a group session of BBB. In Dutch, this is: Buik, Benen, Billen, which means: Stomach/belly, Legs, Butt.  This morning, I went for a run again (took the photo after I finished). So I started off this week quite well, considering sports! The motivation is definitely there; I hope it will release me from some stress, as well.

3. More sleep

I've always been a bad sleeper. I can't sleep on trains, planes, in cars, etc. I need it to be dark and silent. I like to stay up late and can't sleep in very well (except for in Málaga, I know, Norah!). Especially now I've bought a good laptop, it's so tempting to watch an extra episode of a stupid/funny/exciting/whatever series. In my gap year, it wasn't that big of a problem, but being a student at the TU, I need so much more energy. My entire tan from Málaga faded, I look like my old Dutch self again (please take me back to Spain - ugh <3). That's all fine, but I can tell that I lack some sleep.

The goal within this goal is trying to use less social media, especially at night. Oh, I can spend hours on youtube and Instagram at night. Or having a lovely late night conversation on WhatsApp; those are the best... But I miss reading books sometimes. I think I'll sleep a lot better if I read at night, instead of watching videos of cats throwing glasses on the floor or compilations of Obama singing "Can't Feel My Face", by The Weeknd. What do you think? So: more books, especially "La sombra del viento" - Carlos Ruiz Zafón, in Spanish, yes! Less Facebook. We'll see how that goes.

4. One line a day

When I left The Netherlands for three months, to learn Spanish in Málaga, I had a goodbye high tea with my friends. Some of them gave me a lovely little book: 5 years, one line a day. So for five years, you write down a line, a word, or a summary of the day, which reminds me of something you did that day. In this way, you can see what you did, exactly one, two, three, four, five years ago at that day. I think it's amazing. Unfortunately, I've been a little bit lazy keeping it up, so I wrote down a lot on my phone and I'm trying to remember the rest of the days that are missing. After I've updated all of it, I'll try to write something, every night, before I go to sleep. It's also something you could give to your children, when you have them. I love it, so I really need to use it again, properly!

5. Record a song

As some of you may know, I like to sing. In the shower, in my room, in the club, on my bicycle; anywhere and anytime. Until half a year ago, I went to singing classes, as well. It's a bit too expensive for me now, but I still keep on singing. My stepfather and I make music together sometimes; he's playing the guitar and I'll sing with it. We've had plans to record a song together for a while now, but we haven't done it yet. For myself, I use Garageband, to sing along with an instrumental version of a song. In any way, I'd love to record a song this month. Of course, I'll upload it on my YouTube channel. I'm definitely going to do some other videos, too - whenever I've got the time. Stay tuned, people! 

Apart from these goals, I'm going to try to pass my exams, at the end of October. I'd also like to paint my nails more often, start doing my make up differently, at times (I love lipstick and eyeshadow, just don't wear it that much, nowadays). Perhaps I'll find more things to work on, but those can be used for the next month. Don't ask yourself too much at one time!

Lots of love,

zondag 27 september 2015

New in: running shoes

I think I've been running since I was 14 years old. In the beginning, it was not very serious. I always said: "Okay, this week I'm really going to start working out!" But I never did, like 70% of this world.
View during a run - Utrecht
View during a run - Utrecht
As I got older, around the age of 16, I began to take more of an interest in running. I did it several times a week, as a training for my first serious run. Just 5K, but I tried to be as good as possible. In the end, I was a little over my time goal, but still quite fast. I was proud, I almost felt like a 'fitgirl', haha.
Then there was a year in which I couldn't run, so I started again one year ago. It was such a good feeling, running fast, going on and on, while being outside. Surrounded by nature, music playing in my ears. I love it so much.
Then I became better and better. Approximately four months ago, I could run 10K within 55 minutes, which was a huge accomplishment for me. But there was one problem; because my running shoes were a little old, I decided to take them with me to Málaga (March 15 until June 6), and leave them there. In this way, my suitcase would be a bit more spacious on my way home - and I needed that, haha. So then I came back, without running shoes, and I didn't feel like spending so much money again. It was such a pity - I ran, but on my Nike Free Runs, which are not made for serious sports.
Asics GT-2000 3 (D)
This summer I went back to Málaga for holidays, without doing sports for three weeks, just eating shit and drinking alcohol. After that, I had several introduction days/weeks for my studies, which contained more or less the same.

The last couple of weeks have been quite stressful; a lot of things happened at the same time. I went to rowing trainings, cycled a lot (I'm Dutch - duh), walked a lot, but it's just not satisfying to me. I missed running, I missed it a lot. So I knew I had to order proper shoes, because otherwise, I would get injuries. Unfortunately, the shoes I ordered, didn't fit. I decided to go to Run2Day in Utrecht again, to be filmed and advised professionally. Yesterday I did, I'm so happy! I walked into the store and these Asics GT-2000 3 (D) were immediate eye-catchers to me. I looked at them and then asked the lady if she could film me. The second pair that I tried on, were the pinks Asics. They felt like heaven; I knew I had to get them. There'll be some months living on water and dry bread for me, because they cost €129,95. But that doesn't matter at all, because it's 100% worth it. My previous pair was from Asics as well; it's a really good brand for my feet. I'm so excited to start running again! I want to be fit, free, running in peaceful and beautiful places, with some damn good music on. So that's what I'm gonna do! I'll keep you updated.


woensdag 23 september 2015

Better late than never - I guess?

Hello everyone,

I'm Josefine, a 19 year old Industrial Design student at TU Eindhoven. I come from Utrecht and just moved to this place for my studies. My second name is Olivia, so that's why I chose to call it "Oliving". I could introduce myself extensively, but you'll learn a lot more about me in the future!

So, why starting this blog now? After seeing about 80% of this world becoming a vlogger, blogger, plogger and so on, I decided to create my own blog as well.  I was holding back for a long time, because I know that so many people are blogging and I didn't feel like I was a refreshing blogger. Everything is already out there!
I've been reading blogs and watching YouTube videos for years now, and I'm always inspired by all of the beautiful pictures and editing skills of other people. So, now I started my studies, I have to work on my editing skills to create movies, I'm stimulated to sketch again (I drew a lot when I was a child), need to get an eye for design,  I'm learning how to work with Processing etc.
I found out that creating a beautiful video was fun; playing with the shots and the sounds. I took some photos for a good friend's blog (check her out!), which I enjoyed a lot, too. 
When I lived in Málaga, Spain, for three months, I did some vlogging, but I never edited anything and it's just lying there, untouched. So there's definitely some interest in the blogging-life in this girl. 

The one who actually made me create this blog, is my teacher coach, mister Funk, from my university. He told us to write down our inspiration and thoughts, progress, ideas, whatever, for instance on a blog. I love languages (yes, I'm at a Technical University, don't ask me why), writing, being creative... So I thought: why not?

I'm not quite sure what I'm going to post exactly, how often, and so on. I just like to have this spot here on the internet to share my experiences, ideas, life lessons, stupid and funny stuff.
Oh, and of course, why did I choose to do it in English? Because, as I mentioned before, I lived in Málaga for three months this year and I want my friends from there to be able to understand this. I'll probably write something about that time as well, so stay tuned.

Okay lovelies, this was my first post. I hope to see you again soon!