Three’s a charm

John kept imagining things…
I wish I was as inventive as him,
Dreaming of the flight of a dove.
I should be less centered on my heart,
Seeing what I believe could be the future
Painting my vision of love.

Did you know what I would become?

The world is looking for peace,
Humanity is praying for relief….
Forgive my selfish soul
For there’s this Town on my thoughts.
While you want to grow as a population
I keep going back to a delusion.

With no way of returning
No keys to the gates,
Who can tell if I’ve ever really been to this place?

It seems you’ve always left me at the door,
In my head I thought I hit the core,
Blindly hoping there’ll be a ‘once more’.
While kings are fighting for rights,
All I got are these blue eyes.

In silence I chant: Three’s a charm
There will be another chance.
Three’s a charm
He’ll be back again.

Three’s a charm – by confusedst 10/06/17

What about Coco Pesto?

coco pesto
What about me, he asks

Here’s a song I wrote two days ago, or was it yesterday? haha. It’s called ‘What About Coco Pesto?’ and it’s pretty self explanatoryย ๐Ÿ™‚ย  check out my Soundcloud if you have the time. If you like flowers and ukuleles you can also have a look at my Instagram ๐Ÿ˜‰

Gotta stay positive, everyone goes through breakups right? I will be okay, right? Can someone confirm?? haha
Good night I leave you with this adorable Corgi โค

ย Doggos can make anything better



How to Have More Fun Playing The Ukulele

Currently, I am learning how to play the Ukulele and I am loving it. As I don’t have any proper music education and I am just learning off youtube tutorials and Tab charts the tips I am giving are to be taken with a grain of salt. ๐Ÿ™‚

However, in the past six months, by changing the way I practice and trying new things I have learned and improved a lot. In addition, this past week I feel like I have passed a threshold. Playing seems easier, more fun and, I felt like sharing what helped me reach that point.

  1. Learn the Scales (or Just Some)

    I put this one as my first tip because I wish someone had told me about scales before. Without basic knowledge of music, it can be a little bit hard to wrap your head around it. However, even understanding just the bare minimum will help you understanding how notes and keys work.
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    In addition, if you know a few scales it will help you with learning how to solo on top of songs. For example, even though I don’t even know all the scales by heart just being more familiar with them helped me tab out a small part of the song “City of Stars” from La La Land. This made me so proud haha. Ukutabs, is a great website to learn how to play the ukulele and it provides a very large database for ukulele scales. So if you are interested in finding out more about these I suggest you go have a look at this page –>ย

  2. Allowing Yourself to Solo

    You might not yet master scales perfectly, 60015712 birdbut you are getting a feel for them (as am I) and what better way to reach greatness than to practice? Thus, even though you might not feel ready yet, allow yourself to try and solo, find a little personal riff. It is so much fun to integrate riffs in chord progressions, and in my opinion, it accelerates progress!

  3. Don’t Keep it All to Yourself, Play with Someone Else!

    So that’s a hard one, at least for me. I always yearned to play with other people whether it was guitar or ukulele but since I never used to play outside of my room, I was both shy and unable to spontaneously adapt myself to others. However, since I have slowly started to get accustomed to some scales it has become easier to play with others. Playing with someone teaches you so much more as you can share knowledge and experiment with new things that you wouldn’t have tried alone.
    It is so much fun to play with another person especially when you get to the point where you feel like you are both on the same level. Music just flows.

  4. Challenge Yourself

    Try to practice songs with chords you don’t know, try and experiment with different chord shapes even if it hurts or you have to be slow for awhile. I find that it is great practice for your fingers and it will increase your repertoire. In addition, if you are the type to write songs, it will give you more possibilities!

  5. Play in The Sunshine by The Water (Outdoor in General)

    Do I need to explain?

  6. No Pressure

    Stop judging yourself because you think you are not as good as other people out there. You are learning! It’s ok. Don’t let that idea stop you from playing. How did these people you admire get better at the instrument they master? By playing it over and over again!

  7. Be Silly

    Sometimes you are going to hit a plateau and it’s okay, chill. Like I said in point 6. no need for pressure. Make-up chord progressions maybe add silly words to it, sing about your love for milk and your disgust for anything fishy haha (I hate fish).ย  Have a laugh.

    Colorful Case on A sunny DayHave a look at my Instagram ๐Ÿ™‚

These are my tips, it helped me, I hope it can help you ๐Ÿ™‚

Also, check Cynthia Lin’s tutorials out, they’re great!




A wise squirrel

Standing in front of this old black car, I feel nervous. I need to get out of here, sit behind the wheel and drive. I am standing between two poles surrounded by two cars. One is mine, the other one and its passengers I expect to leave soon. Anytime now. I am waiting. They are laughing but no movement occurs. I feel stuck when I should be moving.

Do you know this feeling when you are aware that you need to take action but you are not only scared of failing, you are also terrified of succeeding? This is what I feel standing between these two poles, trying to build up the courage to get into that car and go. The irony here is that although I strongly believe that it is time for me to drive away, Iย  actually don’t know how to. It is one of these plans that I have made but never came around to actually realize.

Almost twenty-three years old and without a driver’s license.

I never thought it mattered but right now I blame myself for not trying hard enough.
“You can do this Nina!” I naively encourage myself. It is difficult to start the engine because it keeps moving forward, but, slowly, I somehow seem to gain control and manage to go forth. There is no sense of danger as I drive through narrow streets covered in brown autumn leaves.


The floor is covered with trees’ dead ornaments and it seems as if fall’s brown foliage has been laid out just for me to pass on.ย  My driving is unsure, the car doesn’t go in a straight line, but it is alright. I am fine. An ex-coworker randomly passes through. She seems thrilled to see me achieve this miracle. “Are you self-taught?” she asks excitedly… Yes, I am! I am self-taught! I have conquered this issue, freed myself from the chains that were holding me back and here I am cruising away.

I don’t notice it at first but my car has turned into a bicycle. Why? I remember that my coworker didn’t know how to ride a bike… Does that explain the transformation? It doesn’t matter. I keep riding. Cycling my way through the streets. The fallen leaves have turned everything brown. Still, I notice this little squirrel lying on the floor. It seems dead yet I know it lives.

This small animal has given up on life. I won’t let it die. Without stopping I communicate with the suicidal creature and order it not to give up. As if my word is law, as if all of this is magic, as if I am insane and it is all just happening in my head, the squirrel understands. Without arguing, the rodent agrees. That was easy…wasn’t it?

This is all absurd but simultaneously the situation seems to convey some truth to me when the squirrel explains that “Everyone feels suicidal once in awhile, they just need someone to tell them not to die.”

Obviously, this was all a dream.
I woke up feeling like it must have had some kind of meaning.


The Museum of Broken Relationships

My last post wasn’t a hopeful poem, it was about how sometimes love seems to be this vicious cycle of hope, joy, disenchantment and heartache. I know it is not always the case, but I think everyone would agree upon the fact that it can sometimes be quite easy to let yourself fall into pessimism. I was thinking about my bad experiences, about those of my friends and couldn’t help but feel like a sad ending is almost always inevitable.

Good question Jess, good question!

Right now, I am feeling way more positive about love because I am having a good day and I am training myself to focus less on the negative and more on the brightย side of things. This is important asย there is no point in expecting the worst when things are going great unless you are planning on sabotaging your happiness.

However, these thoughts and this poem, stuck with me and made me curious about people’s love stories, how they started, how they went and how they ended. As I am in Zagreb at the moment, I remembered that it is the home of a rather peculiar but also really touching museum called the Museum of Broken Relationships.

I felt like this was the ideal place for me to go with all my thoughts, doubts and clouded judgments about the past and the future and it truly was. It was not only a fun experience that I shared with my boyfriend, it was actually really moving and a boost creatively speaking. It felt empowering at times, hopeful but also really deeply sad.

Basically, the Museum of Broken Relationships is a place to which people have donated objects that symbolize a relationship they had. Next to the object you will not only be told how long the relationship lasted whether it was for a day, a week or 30 years but also get to read a little personal description.

Some of these descriptions are little summaries, others are poems and my favorite ones are just simple sentences that say it all (e.g.: A jersey of some sport, maybe basketball and the phrase “He was a player.”). It is all random, personal and somewhat magical as they take you to the most intimate part of some strangers feelings and the core of what they shared with their significant other at the time. You go through bitter statements to really sweet ones and it is just an emotional roller coaster! I urge everyone to go straight to Zagreb to see it.


What I liked the most about this museum was the overall message of hope and freedom. These objects were given by people wanting to let go, wanting to finally move on and leave pain and regrets behind. One of the features of the place was a “Confessional”, a large album in which every visitor could leave a comment, an experience, a signature, a drawing, anything really.

A few months ago I chose to forgive someone who hurt me really badly and as time goes by I can tell that I am healing slowly. However, I still have nightmares and quite often bitterness comes back and leaves this feeling of resentment and fear.What if I made a mistake by letting this person back into my life? What if the story repeats itself? There goes my positivity down the drain!

In my opinion, doubting is worse than anything, I took my decision and I just need to let go or I will never be able to fully forgive. In that perspective, I left a confession in the Museum’s album in hopes it will maybe help me move on as it is now exposed among other abandoned baggage. Writing my experience down felt like saying to myself that I am ready to stop reliving the past. Hopefully, this is going to turn out to be more than some wannabe symbolic moment haha

The Museum of Broken Relationships (MBR) is a great experience that is more than just sad stories and break-ups, and I can’t even put it all into words. I will just strongly suggest that you check it out as it is beautiful and different from anything that is out there!

There are two MBRs in the world, one in Zagreb and one in Los Angeles. However, exhibitions are held all around the world and you can visit their website on which you can have a look at some shared stories, share your own and even choose to contribute by sending an item. I am already planning on spending a lot of time on that website haha !!

I haven’t felt so excited about something in a while so I really wanted to share it with the world and while I am at it, I’ll share this song from the wonderfuly talented youtuber Dodie Clark.ย  Enjoy ๐Ÿ™‚





Circular argument

It is a story like so many before,
you’ve heard it once
Let me tell it once more.

Boy meets girl, fancies and seduces her.
Girl meets boy, and is won over.

Obvious rhymes, obvious lines,
that’s all this tale is about.
The signs are there for players to see.
Bright, colorful and clear.
Still, willingly,
they close their eyes.

Don’t be mistaken, it is all illusion
Winners only exist in perceptions.
Clocks keep ticking as time is fleeting,
People heal, hope and stumble again

Girl meets boy, fancies and charms him.
Boy meets girl, falls under her spell…
Sounds familiar?
you’ve heard it all before.