Can we skip Autumn, please?

Dear reader,

Some of you may love Autumn. The leaves getting brown, orange and yellow, it’s getting colder so you can wear your jumpers again and what not. But I absolutely despise it. And not because it’s getting colder, I don’t mind cold. In fact, I’d rather be cold than hot, cause I love wearing jumpers.

I hate Autumn because of the spiders. Now, I don’t know where this phobia came from, but it only seems to be getting worse. When I moved to the other side of the country to study Journalism, my mom told me it would be fine and that it would help to lessen my phobia. Oh boy, was she wrong.

No matter how small or big, no matter where they are, no matter if they move or sit still, I will find them. Even without my glasses I see them. It’s like they find me and they know I’m terrified of them, cause they will haunt me down.

And no, saying I’m terrified isn’t me overreacting. I really am scared of them. No matter how big or small, I will call (or shout) for someone to get them away from me. I hate getting my bike out of the shed, because there are so many spiders in there. I always drag my bike out so I don’t have to go inside.

On every corner off the street, they’re there. In every bush there’s a spider and watch out where you’re going, cause you might step into a spider’s web! As if they own the bloody place.

And now everything itches and tickles and that’s what I get when I think of spiders. Ugh! Please tell me I’m not the only one? And don’t start telling me that I don’t have to be afraid because “they can’t hurt you”. I know that, Okay? And I don’t even know why I’m afraid, I just am. But isn’t that always the case with phobias? So if we could just skip Autumn and its creepy insects like spiders and slugs and what now, that would be great, thank you. Let’s just go straight to Winter where they all freeze to death.

Much love,

Sam

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Ballooning in Beesd

Dear reader,

My birthday is on August 14th but I’ve already gotten my first present. My mom gave me a ticket to go on a balloon flight. So that’s what I did.

On Friday May 14th I went to Beesd with my mom, at this point only Maxx knew about my flight and I only told her about two minutes before we left. So when I posted a picture of the field and the sign, people only found out about it right that moment.

It turned out, the balloon I was in, is the almost largest of Europe, there’s only one balloon that’s bigger than this one. This may be why we were the highest up in the air of all the balloons that went up. We were with four balloons. Two small ones, one with 22 people and us, with 32 people on board.

Our balloon was spread out on the field, vans blowing air into it and our basket was on its side. And as it got blown up, it was really surreal how big these balloons actually were and I wondered how we were going to fit in the basket with 32 people. It all seemed so small from the outside. It really wasn’t though. There were nine compartments. Four on the right, four on the left and one big one in the middle for our pilot. I was in one of the compartments on the right with two other people as some compartment were made for three people and some for four people.

The balloon was full of air and our basket was swinging from one side to the other as the hot air was making its way through the balloon. It wasn’t scary, it was just weird. I thought something might have been wrong, but there were people telling us that it sometimes happened and that it was because the balloon was so big.

And then we went up. I saw the people on the ground get smaller and it was amazing. At that moment you feel as light as a feather. Your flowing through the air and everything looks so beautiful. Not to be soppy, but as the emotional wreckage that I am, I got all teary eyed.

For almost 90 minutes I saw everything, it felt like I could see my entire country beneath my while the sun was setting in the distance. I saw sheep and mills and cars and trains and small villages. At one moment we all went completely silent, the pilot stopped pulling the gas, we were at 1300 meter height. You could still hear the cars, I heard a dog bark, there was a girl screaming all the way down. For a while it was just us, up there in a basket strapped to a balloon, watching the sun set with its beautiful colours. For my likings we started landing way to soon. It was already 9.30 pm, but still.

Someone told me that landing would be awful, but to be honest, it wasn’t that bad. For about a minute I thought we we’re going to hit the ground any second, but we were probably still a few meters above the ground. There were some small ditches in the meadow we were landing in and our first hit was only two meters away from the water. We bumped on the ground about three or four times and then we stayed still. Almost perfectly still. But we were balancing between laying down and standing up. Finally our balloon made a choice and pulled the basket down on the ground, so we all had to crawl out.

Everyone took their picture with the basket and then it was time to ‘clean up’. We had to work together to get all the air out of the balloon and to fold it. There was a cart to put it in and after about an hour of getting rid of the balloon it was time for champagne. Everyone was handed a glass, bubbles were given and our pilot told us the story about the first balloon ride ever. We toasted on our safe landing and amazing trip. We got a certificate and then we headed back to the spot we took off from. My mom and I got home at one am and I slept like a baby.

Sorting through the photo’s was a real pain in the bum, but it was all worth it. You can find them on my Facebookpage.

If you ever get the chance to go ballooning. Do it! I mean it, do it. It’s so beautiful up there and so quite. And it’s probably a once in a lifetime chance. So do it!

Much love,

Sam

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Internship, Sweet revenge & Books

Dear reader,

It’s been a while since I last ‘spoke’ to you, so let’s get started.

I got myself an internship at RTL Boulevard, the biggest showbiz television programme in Holland. I got it and I threw it away again. The work was great and the team I worked with was amazing. For years I said I wanted to work there, but sadly, it didn’t work for me. So now I’ve gotten myself a new internship at the local newspaper and in the first week I’ve already made it to the front page!

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Maxx and I are still doing the Smaxx-Project. Today I gave her our book for March, and let’s say it was very shiny. Let’s say I got my sweet revenge as she has given me five books filled with confetti. Thanks Maxx.

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I am changing my reading routine. I always picked a book at random and started reading. From now on I’m going to do that differently. From now on I’m reading my books from A to Z as I’ve got way to many books that I haven’t read yet. So, starting this week with our new Smaxx book and then it on to my shelves, starting with The Day After Tomorrow by Allan Folsom.

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Also, I went to see James Arthur in concert in Amsterdam, but it got cancelled last minute. Not kidding. Five minutes before opening the venue they showed up with these posters telling us that James was sick and that the concert was moved to April 14th.

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Oh and by the way.. This clock is now mine. How cool is it?!

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Much love,

Sam

New year’s resolutions

Dear reader,

Everyone has them, some even complete them. I never come up with them, because I know I won’t stick to them. But I am going to try anyway.

My goals for 2014 are to become healthy; both mentally and physically.
I want to become mentally strong. I want to get my diploma.
End my internship with a lot of good memories, experiences and friends.
I want to do Kermis FM again and find myself a proper job.

I want to visit more concerts. Discover more artists.

I want to read as many books as I can and I will allow myself to read one book that I’ve already read before, every two months. I am going to keep up with The Smaxx Project with Maxx.

I will try to blog more. I am going to continue my Song Of The Week. And I am going to try everything that comes to me.

So as far as resolutions go, this are mine. Now let’s hope I can make it all happen.

Much love,

Sam

Facts about me – List number three

This is not really a list about a special topic like fears and artists. This list contains just random facts about me that most likely will come back in other lists as well.

Fact 1 – Strawberries are good for my mood. I don’t know if it works with any type of fruit, but when I feel down or cranky, just give me some strawberries. It’s like the sun in side of me starts shining again. So give me strawberries and you get a happy Sam in return.

Fact 2 – One thing I fear the most are spiders. When I see one I get goose bumps all over my body, I start to sweat and my eyes get teary. Horrible.

Fact 3 – When I die, I want to be buried. I don’t want to be cremated or anything, just buried. I want a nice stone, preferably heart shaped.

Fact 4 – I am a massive Potterhead. I love Harry Potter. The movies, the books, everything. I would love to go to the studios and the theme park. Who is willing to accompany me?

Fact 5 – I love writing. I always bring some pen and paper with me, where ever I go. Luckily we’ve got phones nowadays, so if I forget my pen and paper, it’s not really a problem anymore. But I do this ever since I was a kid. Even in my early days I used to come up with little stories about nothing and everything.

Fact 6 – I love music. I listen to it all the time and I love buying CDs. I don’t download online, I sometimes even rip it off of YouTube. But if I really like an artist, I buy the album. There’s a song or artist for every mood.

Fact 7 – Reading helps me escape from the real world. I love the way you can visit a whole other world, just by turning the page. A world that’s yours and where you won’t be disturbed.

Fact 8 – Visiting concerts is the best way for me to get rid of any bad emotions. Just sing along to the songs, dance and have a good time. It keeps me going for a while.

Fact 9 – I stand up for myself and my friends. If I don’t like what someone says about me or my friends, I’ll say something about it. I’m not just a puppet on a string you can just play with.

Fact 10 – I can’t stand it when people are late or when they don’t keep a promise.

Fact 11 – I don’t call people friends just like that. It’s takes a while. In the meantime, you’ll just be someone I know.

Fact 12 – I am very easily distracted.

Fact 13 – I love my bed. We have a very good relationship.

Fact 14 – I have two brothers and a dog. My father is my neighbour.

Fact 15 – I cry very easily. When someone’s crying on TV, or when I’m reading a story. Even if it’s a good audition on some kind of talent show.

Fact 16 – One day I want to publish a book.

So, how does it feel to get to know me a little bit better?

Much love,

Sam

Moving sucks

How much stuff can one person own? I don’t know, but I own a lot!

I’m temporarily moving for my internship on the other side of the country. And it sucks. I literally have fourteen boxed in storage and I brought a fully loaded car back home.It took me a full day to pack and clean and another day to actually move and I would like to thank my mom for helping me do this.

I wish I’d never had to do this ever again, but that is definitely not the case, so I guess I’ll just leave some things packed and keep my room as clean as can be. I know I won’t, but it’s a good thought.

The weird thing actually is, that there are people in the world who move every week or month. Must be horrible. Although.. I do think they don’t have much things they’re attached to. But still… don’t they miss their friends? The memories that were made in a place they’re leaving. It must hurt. And I think I will struggle when I’m leaving Drachten for the rest of my life. That won’t happen the upcoming two years, but still. The thought of it makes me want to cry.

You know, this actually made me think of my lists. Moving will definitely be on my hate list.

Much love,

Sam