dinsdag 10 september 2013

Chapter two: My royal family

'Ahona means family, and family means nobody gets left behind.'

It's a little sentence, but with a big meaning. It's a sentence from the movie Lilo and Stitch, a disney movie that I can watch over and over again. A movie that shows you how important family can be.
Family is an important thing in my life. They make me who I am.
Even the fact that I had many troubles with my family, and with a few membres I still have issues, can't stop the fact that I truelly love them. I will introduce you to them, because I'm proud to call them my family.

First of all, there is my mother. She's a sweet, caring woman who is really a perfectionist. And because I'm everything except a perfectionist, I'm actually very untidy, she irritates me alot. We do not very look alike but often we have the same thoughts. I can talk for hours with her, but when I want to laugh, she not really the best person for me. But I love her, because I know she will always take care for me.

My sister is two years older than me. She's tall, skinny and blond, has pretty eyes and a pretty smile. She really looks like a model and sometimes she can also act like one. On the outside we do look alike, but on the inside we are the opposite of eachother. If I say white, she says black. When I want sweet, she takes bitter. When I say yes, she thinks no,... Very stressfull sometimes. But just because we have different intresses, we can talk about different things and learn from eachother. When I was young, I really looked up to my sister. Now, I'm glad I don't look like her at all. She's a very nice person, but she just isn't me. I'm loud, playfull and cheerfull, while she's always stressed, quiet and boring. She's my sister, but not my best friend, like some siblings. I love her, but only as a sister.

In fairytales, their is always an evil stepmother who wants to steal the throne. Not my stepmom.
It's not that I can say that we are best friends, but we do like eachother. I respect here as who she is, and I hope she does the same for me. But it wasn't always like that...
A few years ago, I still believed in evil stepmom's who just hated the child that wasn't theirs. I couldn't get along with her, and most of the time we just yelled at eachother... But I was a little kid, didn't know what I was saying. Now I do know, and I'm actually glad I can say she's my stepmom. Sometimes she's more a mother for me than my real mom is...


My father is the King of the castle. He really doesn't look like a king, if you'd see him. He's small and round, has black hair that's starts becoming grey (but never mention that because he's very emotional). He has a very loud laugh and when you hear it, you just laugh with him, even if you don't know why he's laughing. He's really adorable! We have the same sense of humor and it's always fun with him around. I couldn't imagine life without him. I'm very proud of wath he has achieved in life and I'm glad I can say that I'm his daughter. I just love him.
I hope he thinks the same about me... I really hope he does.

Sweet kisses to you all.

maandag 9 september 2013

Chapter One: My Castle

Hey guys,

Now, everybody knows that a fairytale without a castle, is like Harry Potter without magic. Yeah, it's just unbelievable. So today, I'm gonna tell you about my home, my castle.

First of all, I have two different homes. My mother and father are divorced like years ago and I'm switching every week to another parent. And I actually like it that way, I mean, it's like this for 10 years I guess, so I'm pretty used to it.
I don't have a favourite home, I just have 2 different homes. With my mother, it is quiet and peacefull, while my father's home is loud, full with other kids, funny and cozy. Sometimes I really need some rest and than I really like my quiet home, but most of the time I really feel like myself when I'm in a room filled with my stepsisters, stepmom, sister and my father. Oh, and let us not forget about the dog and the four cats. Yes, it is a full house, but I really like it that way.

I don't live in a castle, neither in a villa. I just live in a normal terraced house. But you know, it's kind of a castle for me. It is a place where I feel like a princess and where I can be myself, most of the time. Their are only a few places where that is possible, so I'm glad with my home, I love it.

So maybe, one day, I can guide you around and show you where I live, where my castle is.

Wel guys, see you later.

Sweet kisses

zondag 8 september 2013

Don't forget about the fairytales

When people think about fairytales they think about prince's who go on an adventure to rescue the girl in need. They ride on a white horse to the big old castle to kiss the princess and to live happily ever after. Just a story, good enough for a story before bedtime.
When I think about a fairytale I actually think about DisneyMovies, what is - in my opinion- really normal.
I mean, I grew up with that little funny mouse named Mickey, laughed with Pluto, dreamed with Cinderella, learned to be brave with Mulan and found who I was together with Pocahontas. Oh, and I find my beast like Belle did. He's name is Rinus, and he's my cat. He's adorable, you should see him :)

We only remember fairytales as a story for little children. Not only for the good dreams at night, but they also learned about thinks. That's important, but we forget that not only children have to learn. We all have to learn. I mean, my mother should watch Ratatouille so she should learn how to cook, cause she can't cook at all. My niece should be watching Cinderalla soon, so she should learn how to clean up, because her house is a total mess!
And maybe I should watch The Princess And The Frog, so I finally can find my own prince.
We can learn from those stories, because they aren't only stories. They are lifelessons. Okay, it's a lesson teached by a princess or maybe a talking lion, but still, they are lessons. And you cannot deny, it's much more fun to learn from a beautiful princess than from an old grumpy teacher.

I think it's important, in life, that you make your own lessons. And that you make your own storie. And sometimes it's a sad storie, but another time, the storie might go very well. You will have a happy and lovely chapter, while the next chapter is dark and full of secrets you don't want in your life. But still, it's your storie, you made it. Maybe with a little help from others, but you writed it. And you should be proud of it, whatever the ending is.

But I want to be different. I don't want to write just a storie, no, I want to write my fairytale. I want my father as my King, my mother as my Caregiver, my dog as my Guard, my sister as my Adviser and my best friend as my Fairy. Oh, and ofcourse my cat, as my Nar.
I want to live in a fairytale, where I get in trouble and get rescued by a hot prince on a white horse.
Well, I get in trouble all the time, so now I just have to wait,I guess... Cause at the moment, I don't see any prince coming up to me saying 'I'm here to rescue you, my lady!' (Not that he have to say that, but it's a nice tought, you know?)
So I wait... And write my own fairytale, hopefully with a happily ever after at the end.

And I would like to share my chapters with you guys.
Have a good night!

Sweet kisses