Love

When I was reading chapter 91 from Fruits Basket (a manga by Takaya Natsuki)
I just got a fuzzy feeling inside of me.
The chapter is about the background of the protagonist's parents, how they met and how he proposed to the mother.
While I was reading it, I just hoped that someone
soon would love me like that too.

Watashi no kokoro

I always feel like nobody really knows me.
Nobody really cares.
If I dissappeared,
the world would go on,
but that's just reality.

I'm afraid I'm not needed,
nobody notices me.
I want to yell to everybody to look at me,
to see 'me',
but I'm afraid I'll just be ignored,
like always.

When will the person I was born for, come to me?

You can do it!

This is the thirteenth ending song of Naruto Shippuden, an anime I really like to see. It's basically about a boy growing up to be a ninja while containing a demon inside of him.

This song is a pretty good one too, but I like this clip particularly because of the dance they do.

Everyone of them has their special dance and the main character (Naruto, the blond one) adjusts really easily. The real cool part is that they're dancing but also fighting and everybody fight-dances according to their moves and specialty in the series.

I just thought that I would like somebody demonstrate it to me in real life. That would be just awesome!

White day

Yesterday, March 14, it was White day in Japan.
It's the second holiday of Valentines.
Well, you see, in Japan they split the Valentine holiday.
February 14 is the day the girls give chocolates to boy(s) they like or to friends and people they are indebted to. This is just called Valentines day.
March 14 it's the boy's turn to give candy or a present (both usually white) to the girl(s) they like or to friends and people they are indebted to. This is White day.
It would be kinda fun to do, I think. Maybe it will fly over to us.
Wonder if they're celebrating it now.

Bring me back to life

This song represents my feelings

how can you see into my eyes
like open doors
leading you down into my core
where I’ve become so numb without a soul my spirit sleeping somewhere
cold until you find it there and lead it back home

(Wake me up)
Wake me up inside
(I can’t wake up)
Wake me up inside
(Save me)
call my name and save me from the dark
(Wake me up)
bid my blood to run
(I can’t wake up)
before I come undone
(Save me)
save me from the nothing I’ve become

now that I know what I’m without
you can't just leave me
breathe into me and make me real
bring me to life

(Wake me up)
Wake me up inside
(I can’t wake up)
Wake me up inside
(Save me)
call my name and save me from the dark
(Wake me up)
bid my blood to run
(I can’t wake up)
before I come undone
(Save me)
save me from the nothing I’ve become

Bring me to life
(I've been living a lie, there's nothing inside)
Bring me to life

frozen inside without your touch without your love darling only you are the life among the dead
all this time I can't believe I couldn't see
kept in the dark but you were there in front of me
I’ve been sleeping a thousand years it seems
got to open my eyes to everything
without a thought without a voice without a soul
don't let me die here
there must be something more
bring me to life

(Wake me up)
Wake me up inside
(I can’t wake up)
Wake me up inside
(Save me)
call my name and save me from the dark
(Wake me up)
bid my blood to run
(I can’t wake up)
before I come undone
(Save me)
save me from the nothing I’ve become
(Bring me to life)
I’ve been living a lie, there’s nothing inside
(Bring me to life)

Mijn droom

Ik wil een schrijfster worden
en schrijf nu al dus verschillende verhalen op.
Ik wil namelijk voor mijn 25ste al een tenminste 1 boek geschreven hebben.
Bij sommige van mijn verhalen schrijf ik er ook een gedicht bij.
Zo ook bij dit verhaal over een meisje die opgroeit terwijl haar word wijsgemaakt dat ze een robot is, niets meer of minder dan een machine gemaakt om de mens te dienen.

Ik word meegevoerd
en ik weet niet
waarheen
Ik leef niet
ben als dood
Alles overkomt mij
en stroomt als water langs mij heen
Ik kan niks vastnemen
het ontglipt me
Ben ik een geest of
is deze wereld voor mij
onbereikbaar?

Blank

Leven pas geboren
Bruut beëindigd
Om zelf te kunnen leven
Het spijt me
Het spijt me