Clay's Personal Randomness

50 things I love about life!

By Clayton


In life we are often focused too much on the things we hate that we totally forget about the things we love. Just sit down and think about it. What is it that you love about life?

I was inspired by one of my FB friends to do this (Vlien) and feel free to do the same.
I made a list of things and these are not necessarily THE 50 things I love about life, just THE FIRST 50 things that came to mind.

1.    I love my friends and family
2.    I love Europe. (Holland if I have to pick one country)
3.    I love snow
4.    I love cold temperatures
5.    I love to watch the rain
6.    I love watching movies and TV-series
7.    I love listening to music
8.    I love operatic vocals
9.    I love choirs in symphonic (metal) music
10.    I love to analyze lyrics
11.    I love to watch live performances of bands/singers on YouTube
12.    I love to attend concerts
13.    I love to travel
14.    I love the feeling I get when I am sitting in an airplane
15.    I love designing things (graphics, websites)
16.    I love building websites
17.    I love gazing at the stars and moon
18.    I love to sing along to music
19.    I love spending time online
20.    I love to talk with friends about everything and nothing
21.    I love to take photos of things
22.    I love to stare into someone’s eyes
23.    I love to fall asleep next to someone I’m in love with
24.    I love to wake up next to someone I’m in love with
25.    I love to be in love (or have a crush on someone)
26.    I love to buy random gifts for my friends
27.    I love writing
28.    I love to walk in a big city and just enjoy the scenery
29.    I love to have my own free space or to be alone at times
30.    I love to laugh
31.    I love dreaming
32.    I love to be spontaneous
33.    I love to things that are out of the ordinary
34.    I love to keep things organized
35.    I love to solve problems (if I am able to do so)
36.    I love to think about pleasant memories
37.    I love it when I have something to be excited about
38.    I love foreign languages
39.    I love accents (preferably Dutch or British)
40.    I love perfumes
41.    I love puppies
42.    I love to read books
43.    I love to learn new things
44.    I love it when my head hits my pillow after a long day of work
45.    I love doing crazy things with my friends
46.    I love to eat things you don’t eat on a daily basis
47.    I love (white or dark/pure) chocolate
48.    I love (dry) red wine
49.    I love cold beverages (ice coffee and smoothies)
50.    I love to be around people that are amusing, spontaneous and crazy as I am 🙂

Friends Travel & Adventure

A day at Waterland, Domburg, SR

By Clayton

I’ve said it before and I am going to say it again: “Life’s great at times that it doesn’t totally suck!” Yesterday was another one of those great days that makes you appreciate life a lot more.

My friends and I were invited to this private resort a little out of town, by the same guy where I was allowed to have my 25th birthday party. None of us have been there before and we were all amazed by it. It was perfect. Nice cabins, close friends, great food, lots of booze… The only thing that sucked were the minor rain that kept pouring every 30-60 minutes, but we were so captivated by the place, that we barely even mind. Once again me and my best friends Farid and Dominique were surrounded around a lot of foreigners and noteworthy our German friend Henning, who is back in Suriname after 2 years.

There’s nothing much I can say really, just enjoy the photos.
A lot more on Facebook!

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Clay's Personal Friends

The hatchet is buried!

By Clayton

Dear Readers,

I have some good news. For the first time in… God how long has it been? A year? Maybe longer?
For the first time in a year’s time I finally feel like my own self again. I finally feel “unleashed”. All the past year’s drama is over and I can finally think clearly again.

So what has happened you might ask yourself? Didn’t I have some sort of mayor drama going on the last 1-2 months? Didn’t I tumble down in a whirlpool of confusion and depression?

Short answer: yes… but that’s all over now 🙂

Long answer: Put your reading glasses on and let me explain it all.

*clears throat and cracks his knuckles*

On the first Friday in December, Farid and I had to pick up our Dutch friend from the airport, whom is in Suriname to escape the winter’s cold. At first I didn’t want to go along, because this would be our first face to face encounter after the whole drama in Amsterdam and after ignoring each other for about 6-8 weeks.

The first encounter was less dramatic as I thought it would be. Well my friends were the ones that sort of made me psych myself out by calling to hear how I was feeling and treating me like a bloody mental patient. So the moment of the first eye contact I did sort of feel strange, but as the night progressed I did start to ease myself. Not sure if it was due to the Merlot that we drank before going to the airport – that was probably it.

The new morning I was online on Facebook and the Dutchie and I chatted. We then established our friendship and we also laughed about the past year. I was actually very happy that we were speaking again. It’s not easy to suddenly break all contact with someone who has been part of your daily life for almost 2 years now and certainly not when it all ends on a bad note.

So that was settled and we were speaking again.

However… the next week I did have a minor relapse of feelings. Mostly a mixture of feelings of relief and happiness… and also the questions that I still needed answers to. I’ve noticed that I am drawn to mysterious people – hmm, that would make a nice topic for a separate blog post, don’t you think?. As long as I still have things about someone I want to know, someone that I have a crush on, I will keep holding on, because I am still trying to figure out if I have a chance or not and how we could make it work (or not).


Travel & Adventure

Okay, it wasn’t ALL drama

By Clayton

Okay, I think I may have made it sound like I had nothing but drama in Holland. I mostly did, but there were a few moments when I was able to forget the drama for a few hours. So you’ve been able to read about the negative stuff… oh, did I mention that I got food poisoning (or at least extremely ill) by some bad sushi? Worst 3 days of not being at home. o_O

Okay now I’m really going to the positive stuff.
Let’s go to some happier stuff now 🙂

October 11, 2012 – VondelparkOctober 11 – Vondelpark
My friend Gideon whom I met in person last may in Holland for the first time texted me if I wanted to hang on Thursday. It was nice to meet up with him. We had lunch and afterwards walked around in Vondelpark in Amsterdam. After Gideon had to go back to his hometown I met up with my cousin Vincent for the first time after haven’t had contact in years. Actually it was sort of the first meeting. We’ve met before years ago, but never really talked back then. Honestly I had even forgotten his existence. The contact really started a few months ago. So let’s say it was the first time we met.

October 12 – Epica concert
Epica live in concert. That was really a night to remember. You can read ALL about that here!

October 18, 2012 – DordrechtOctober 18 – A day in Dordrecht
I met up with my friend Vlien who lives in Dordrecht, NL. Vlien I met through the Epica concerts. Since I had nothing much to do and I’ve never been to Dordrecht we decided to meet up.

Dordrecht is just past Rotterdam and basically an island. It’s quite small, but very interesting. Great scenery. I took lots of pictures. We also went to on top of “De Grote Kerk Dordrecht” (The great church of Dordrecht). From the tower you can see the entire town and even Rotterdam. It was really great. Afterwards I went with to Vlien her apartment and we spent the day chatting and playing these Pokemon Nintendo games.

Just before the evening was over I took the train back to Amsterdam.

October 19, 2012 – The fair on Dam SquareOctober 19 – The fair on Dam Square
On Friday I met with my 2 of my friends from Suriname living/studying in Holland. We first went to have lunch at an Italian restaurant on Damrak. And after that we went to the fair on Dam Square. I used to go to this fair, with my mother each time I was in Holland. This brought back so many memories. My friends and I first couldn’t decide which ride to go on, so we eventually decided to go on one of the scariest. Best worst idea EVER!!!

After that it was time for some drinks in a café and later pizza and the central station and that’s where we said goodbye.

October 20, 2012 – Mexican Tequila PartyOctober 20 – Mexican Tequila Party
I didn’t feel like spending the weekend home, boring myself so I sent a text message to my Japanese friend Hiro in Holland, whom I’ve met through Patrick. Hiro is a real party animal. I’ve been out with him and Patrick twice before and it was always a fun night. So I sent him a message what his plans were for the weekend. He invited me to this Mexican house party hosted by one of his colleagues. Hiro’s colleague just got married in Mexico and they decided to bring the party over to Holland. It was a really nice party in this studio apartment in the center of Amsterdam. The newly-wed husband went to bartender school and is Russian, so I was prepared for the cocktails. And oh boy, they were DE-LISH.

NOTE: Lots of more pictures on my Facebook profile!

Clay's Personal pAArty

My 23rd Birthday Celebration

By Clayton

It’s my party and I’ll cry if I want to.
Cry if I want to, cry if I want to…
You would cry too if it happened to you!

No, my friends… there were no tears of sadness on my birthday, but only tears of laughter and joy on the 1st day of February 2011.

We’ve come to that day of the year again. It has been a month since the New Year has started; 31 days have passed and it’s about time let it sink in that time is a concept that doesn’t linger, but flies at rapid speed.
It also happens to be my birthday on the 1st of February. It is now 23 years that I dwell upon this earth and I’m sure I have many more years to go. I’m not ready to die just yet.

On my birthday someone sent me his condolences, for I am one year closer to my death. I actually never really looked at it like that, but he is absolutely right. It is one year closer to the day I pass on to the other side. Should I celebrate, must I grieve or should I just be thankful for making it thus far? I prefer to do the latter. Just be thankful that I’ve lived to see another day.

I took the day off, because I didn’t feel like being exhausted at the end of the night. I also didn’t have any classes to attend on that day, so I had the entire day to myself. On the eve of my birthday I went to bed quite late, because I was up all night preparing for the launch of this very website/blog and eventually most of it was a waste, because the layout I had designed for the blog doesn’t want to appear the way it should for some unknown reason. Oh well, I’ll try to figure it out another time when I’m less preoccupied. Instead I went with a pre-designed layout, tweeked it to my content and voilà… here it is!!

So I woke up around 10.30 AM that day… no I actually think it was earlier when my uncle had called to congratulate me on the phone. But after that I fell asleep again. I woke up a few hours later, read the tons of text messages and facebook posts and  finally went to pick up the first birthday cake I had ordered for my colleagues at work. I arrived at the hotel and gathered everyone around. They sang Happy Birthday to me, splattered my face in the cake and I received a really cool shirt. By the time I left the building it was already 14.45 and I needed to be at home to make arrangements for the night.

There was a fiasco with my second birthday cake and that almost ruined the night. I happen to have friends in high places, who were able to pull a few strings and make special arrangements for me. No one was going to stop me from having the birthday celebration I wanted.

I had decided to do something totally different this year. I could have simply choose to do nothing and just make the day pass just like I did last year, but I choose not to. Every Tuesday night there is karaoke night at a local sports bar called: EIGHT BALL. It’s a nice small bar where you can dine and play pool. And on Tuesdays, as I had mentioned already, they have karaoke. Now who doesn’t like a night of karaoke? It’s the only time when you get praised for having a horrible singing voice. This isn’t American Idol and Simon Cowell is nowhere in sight, so fear not, drunk up and start singing!

I invited a few good friends, colleagues and family to join the party. We were in a group of 11 and that was good enough for me. Things started slow at first. We had a few drinks, quickly caught up with the ones I’ve not seen in a while and decided to cut the cake before the clock struck twelve and the spell would wear off…. 😀 ignore that last line.
We arranged the candles, which were actually more than 23 I believe, but who cares… we were all eager to dig in. Happy Birthday was sung one more time, I made a birthday wish, blew out my 23-or-something candles and cut the very first peace. Once again, as tradition my face had to be plastered in the vanilla-cream-cake nearly suffocating me.
(“Death by birthday cake!” now how cool would that be for a paper header?)

So now it was time to get the evening started. We sang, we danced, we drank… in short we made complete idiots of ourselves. I was actually the biggest idiot and never would have done the things I did that night if it wasn’t for those multiple tequila shots, the vodka shots, the caipirinha or I don’t know what kind of alcohol/cocktail I had that night.
Thank God, I had one of my BFF’s the singer/model/miss Suriname 2009/casual actress/divine- human-being/the queen bee (or plain Zourie as I’d like to call her) there, who probably was the only real singer out of the bunch, to come to rescue when things went really bad.

Now here is a few of the songs that I can remember that we sang (in random order):
– DJ SAMMY – Heaven
– MADONNA – Like a virgin
– MADONNA – Don’t cry for me Argentina
– EVANESCENCE – Bring me to life
– QUEEN – Bohemian Rhapsody
– QUEEN – We will rock you
– QUEEN – We are the champion
– MARILYN MANSON – Tainted Love
– HINDER – Lips of an Angel
– RICKY MARTIN – Livin’ la vida loca
– RICKY MARTIN – Shake your bon-bon
– LADY GAGA – Paparazzi
– GUNS N’ ROSES – Sweet Child of mine

That’s all I remember. Anyone remember more, please contact me so I can edit the list. It really was a AWeSome night filled with AWESOMEness. 😀

The highlight for me was me singing Bring Me To Life by Evanescence. I’ve been a fan of that band since 2003. And I may not listen to them as much anymore, but back in those days I was a really, really, reaaaaalllyyy crazy obsessed fanboy. Ask me anything of the band and I’ll tell you right now. Those who know me well don’t need an explanation of how huge my fan-frenzy was. So I’ve been wanting to do what I did on that night for years. I never had the actual guts. I may not know how to sing, but I surely didn’t care and just had to do it. Along with the Amy-Lee-power-punch, the dramatic hand gestures and the facial expressions. And let’s not forget the jumping and the dancing. Yes, I actually did it all…. I regretted it all the next morning, but I did it. I saw a few videos the next day, not of the BTML performance, but of others songs and still went OMG… so I pray that there’s not one of me singing BTML. I swear I’ll sue if I find any youtube videos 😛

We left the bar at 3 AM, most guest had already left earlier, because most had to work the following morning or attend classes. I myself was off the next day and so were my two BFF’s D. and Z. so they left the party with me. Had a few gifts and leftover cake. My best friend Doki drove, because according to her I wasn’t in a state to drive. In her words: “You know it’s a bad thing to die on your birthday, right?”
After Z. was brought home, DD went drove to her house and I took the wheel myself home and arrived safe and sound. It didn’t take me long to fall asleep content with life and not a worry. The next day I had to face reality again, bur for a few hours I didn’t want to think and just slumber in a peaceful night rest.

Thank you guys for attending the party:
Doki, Zourie, Ivan, LynC, Stephy, Farid, Patrick, Kenny and Dorothy!
You guys made my night and I shall cherish the memory forever.

Also the tons of facebook wallposts and the text messages, pings, emails and phone calls.
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