Saturday, May 16, 2015

Things I never want to be asked again/never want to hear again

1.*me wears a shirt from a popular film etc.*
(other person) Do you like {insert film here}? 
No honey, I don't. That's why I am wearing this shirt. To show everyone how much I hate it. 
Or they ask me what it is from when it says the name of the film RIGHT ON THE SHIRT! Are you able to read or not?!
2. Are you going to the Netherlands because of the drugs? 
Yes, of course. Not like there is anything else interesting about this country besides the drugs. Please. Leave me alone. 
3. Is this paper actually blue? 
No. It's yellow. 
4. Are you two a couple? 
Why do you think we are a couple just because we spent time with each other? Am I not allowed to have friends? And as a quick reminder: I don't kiss my friends on the mouth to greet them. 
5.Can you correct this thing I wrote in english? 
Don't get me wrong: it's ok to ask for help, but it's not ok to ask for help and than blame me that I am not fast at doing my own work and that I don't work fast enough? Please, think. For once. It's hard, but worth it. 

Thursday, February 26, 2015

Decisions nobody can make

What happened to trying to write a post every week? I don't know.
I am bad at doing things like this. Trying to do something on a schedule. Maybe my mind doesn't work like that. Or I am just not the right human being.
I knew what I wanted to say, when I started writing this post. But I am not sure anymore.
What is worth telling other people? Why is it worth to be told?
Why are some stories written down in books while others will be forgotten as soon as they die?
Why can't we remember everyone? How can there be a time limit to everything?
I don't want to think about it, if I am honest.
But the idea came when I read a review on goodreads about This star won't go out where the person who wrote the review says that it isn't fair that Esther Earls story is told, because she knew John Green and the story of somebody else will never be heard.
I am not sure if I agree with that.
I believe that Esther had (or in my opinion has great parents) that made her wish to become a writer true. And of course we can't tell anybodies story. It is really sad when you think about all the people that die every day that nobody will ever hear about.
But why should you blame the people whose story is told because their story is told?
Her friend was an author and that's why her story was published. Yes, it was.
But it is always like that. You always need connections to do things and often get what you want.
It sucks that society works like that, but you can't change it.
How could anybody say who deserves to be heard and who doesn't?

Thursday, November 6, 2014

My celebrity family

First things first. If you read like any post by me, you know that I am a weirdo.
Actually I am a big weirdo. So nobody will be surprised, I hope, if I tell you that I make my own family up. Not that I don't adore my own family and my own friends, but I have a few people (that I don't actually know) who I like, but it would be weird if I said that I "find them hot" or I would think about how it would be if they were my boyfriend or whatever.
So I'm gonna call them my celeb family. Nothing weird about that right?
Note: Not everyone has a specific "job". Yup. And not everyone is really a "celebrity". At least not for me.
First up: William Shatner
In my imagination he would be more something like my grandfather or so. But he always seems so cool and nice. Especially on twitter. I know, people are not what they seem to be. But this is my imagination. I also never really had a real grandpa. 
Next: Leonardo DiCaprio 
(although I guess most people already know what he looks like)
He just seems so nice and wants to change the world. Is that enough explanation for you? I hope so, because I have nothing more to say. 
Another person: Benedict Cumberbatch
source  Although he had a little shitstorm lately on twitter, I want to include him. I could go on for weeks about my opinion about him being a douchebag. But my opinion already gets clear in my post from another forum. 
Here you go: 
Why can't people just leave it alone? He's a grown man and allowed to talk about sex. 
You must not like it, but if you're allowed to write fanfiction about their characters having sex, he should be too. 
Or talk about it. God, people get annyoing.
Here's my next victim: Jennifer Lawrence! 
As you can see in the picture, she is perfect. But not in that weird, Barbie way of perfect. Or maybe you could say she is awesome. Being her awkward, funny and inspiring self where ever you see her. 
I know, she made bad press too. But it's not her fault isn't it? We should stop shaming the victim if something happens. 
My next guests are....: Anthony Padilla & Ian Hecox! 
I know, I am late to the game. I don't know why didn't watch their videos earlier, but in the last few days/ I got to it and I really, really like them. I think they're mostly funny and because a few things in my life are currently stressful it's a great way to be entertainend and don't have to think about much. 
There's not really much more more to say... 
And another Youtube person: Carrie Hope Fletcher
She's just someone who I would want as a big sister. She's nice and she reads and watches Doctor Who and drinks tea. 
She made the Hopeful Forum, one of the best places in the entire wolrd where you get the chance to get know people that are really awesome and cool. And Carrie is just...awesome and inspirational. 
Plus: she's a great singer. She's basically just me on a good, happy day. On daily basis. 
The next youtuber: Emma Blackery 
She is mega awesome, too. I feel like she's me on a daily basis. How she acts like in her videos is how I feel mostly like. She is awkward and weird and talks about poop and camera and that's just admirable. She can be nice and all, but you also feel like she's herself. It's the same with Carrie btw. 
And what might come now? How about a another Yotuber? Or two?: Dan Howell and Phil Lester 
They make me happy. And would love to have them as family members. And they're real, and great. 
Ok, maybe I have a little crush on them. Just tiny one. 
How better to end this thing than with the one and only: Emma Watson! 
Not only is she pretty and one of the greatest actresses I know. She's also smart and a feminist. Tell me: what better big sister/person could there be?! She's just freaking amazing! 

I know, I did not include everyone. I tried, but it is really hard if you actually do it. I guess I will Edit this post some time in the future or I will do a part two.^^ 
Whatever floats my bones or what do they say? 











Thursday, October 23, 2014

What happend here?

I don't really have an idea how to start this. I feel like everyone first sentence that I come up with, is just not perfect.
But I am going to start any way. So as the two people that I know I gave the link to this blog to, might know, I have red hair. Not naturally tbh. It just has always been sort of a dream of mine to have red hair. Like red red. Like Tamaras hair color in Awkward.
Tada, that's what I always wanted. Since I was like 5 or so. I always had a red streak, but never ever had the real red hair. Even though I always wanted that.
I know, I know she pulls a weird face in this pic. But I just wanted a photo of her with the hair color that I always wanted or just the one that I currently sort of have. 
I wish, I took pictures the last time I dyed my hair. Did I mention before that I use temporal hair color (or hair dye?) ? No? Ok, now I mentioned it. Happy? 
Where was I? Right, at the point where I said, why didn't took photos the last time I dyed my hair. 
Just because it was like the middle of the night and I was tired and let's be real, you wouldn't have seen anything in the photos.  
Maybe you ask yourself: why the heck would she want to take photos of her dying her hair? 
The answer is, that it is just really hilarious. And creepy, if I come to think about it. 
When you dye your hair (red would be the weirdest one I guess) it leaves alot of stains on everything. Luckily I wasn't the one wearing a white shirt. (sorry Mom!).
So it just looks like someone brutally murdered someone else in your bathroom. Or that he brutally murdered you, who knows. 
So just imagine a white bathroom with white towels and everything with a little red here and there...
I think you know what I want to say. 
It looks freaky, funny and creepy at the same time. 
Not to talk about how it looks when my hair gets wet and the rosy-red water slowly flows down my back.... Looks really good. 
Haha, not really. 


Wednesday, October 15, 2014

Why do I use make-up?

So, after months of not blogging, here I am again. Anyone missed my interesting thoughts? Nope? That's ok. Me neither really.
Maybe you're male wondering why females (yeah, no boy girl term here) use make-up. Or you're a female who wants the opinion of someone else.
Let's start!
Why I wear make-up... Maybe because I want to look better, but that's not always the case. Often I wear it to feel safer. Like a shield that you can put on whenever you feel like it and nobody ever sees how your real, venerable face looks like. They just see what you want to see.
Sometimes I don't feel like wearing Make-Up at all. When I am just grumpy and not in a good mood. Then I am just running around without any.
But you always  wear some in school! 
Yes, I do.
And you wanna know why? Because school already sucks with Make-Up. It sucks when I already look "my best". Why should I let the people there see what my flaws in face are?
I already have enough that everyone can see. And mostly I am happy with what I look like and who I am.
But some days everyone feels like crap, I guess. And when you have to go to work or school or whatever you do outside your house where you have to go and you feel like crap or not happy or safe putting on a little Concealer is making a big difference. At least for me.
Like I said here over and over. It is a shield that keeps me safe. Even if it's just a little color here and there, it sometimes is like listening to my fav music. It makes me feel powerful and like I can do whatever I want to do.
Yes, ok. That "whatever I want to do" part was a little too much, but I hope you get my point.
But i hope you get my point. Sometimes a little Make-Up can make your life less miserable.
And sometimes even more because you can get more spots and blackheads and your skin can look much worse than before.
Never forget to clean your face kids!

Wednesday, August 20, 2014

Wait...people actually help?!

In April 2014 Carrie Hope Fletcher opened the Hopefulforum  where her fans the so called "Hopefuls" could hang out and meet new people and talk about things they like and don't like.
I registered very soon after I heard about the forum, but I never was very active and wrote actually stuff. A few months I never even went on there.
But now, because I have much free time, I spent much time on there and I love it. It is a place on the internet where not everyone hates each other, it's a place where people like Newbies and are happy if they can help you.
I haven't been in a really place the last few months, but the last weeks I felt empty. No matter what I did, I felt like a balloon without the needed air. I was just there and things, but they never ment much much to me. Until I started to get more more active in the forum and reading more of the things people said and I felt better. People who had never seen me in real life said that they liked me and I felt good.
It's one thing if you meet people in your school or at work or whatever. You never know if they really like you or just the things you have or can do. But on the internet people mostly like you, because of your mind and opinions and music taste  and humor and everything else.
Maybe they even like what you look like when you have a profilepicture, but mostly they like you (if they like you) because you are you.
Many people say that you can't meet people on the internet and make friends, but I ask myself, why? Of course you've never met them in person, but that doesn't mean that you can't be friends.
Friends are not people who you have to see every day. Friends are  people you can talk hours to, without talking about anything. Friends are people you like and that you can trust.
So why can't you find those people in the internet.
And how am I supposed to get know people on the other side of the world without the internet?

Monday, July 21, 2014

Age is a number, right?

Hey, it's me again.
Me, the person who says that she wants to blog more and ends up writing nothing for nearly a month. Wuhu, I'm soo good! (And now it's more than a month. Even better!!)
So I kind of forgot to blog. Really! And I didn't really knew what I want to talk about soo...
But today I came across an idea for a post. In the end of June my mum and I started to watch 'the Vampire Dairies' and we' re loving it so far (even if Elena behaves really stupid and annoying, there's still Damon). And as I do it always I looked the actors of Vampire Diaries on Wikipedia-nothing special so far. But after a few weeks of fangirling I stopped refusing and actually looked how old Ian Somerhalder was. The truth was a shock, to be honest.
I thought he was about 25 or so, not 35! So my 'real' topic for today are actors. Especially actors who are much older then they look. Like Benedict Cumberbatch.
Can you tell he's 38 now?! No, I don't think so. He still looks so...young, I think. 
The hole topic might sound weird to you, but it's the thing I'm thinking about the most at the moment. Yup, so I guess their 'looking like 20 in their 30's thing' makes them a much easier victim for weird fangirls like me that love those 'old' guys and them to...uhm...kind of marry them or something. That was really odd. And it is still very odd. But I can't really change that about myself, right? And there are worse people you can dream of, like the guys who participate in 'DSDS'. 
But still...it's a thing a never I never thought existed. Didn't you ever look up how old someone was and thought, Damn soo old! You did, right?! Otherwise this would be even more odd. But anyways, I'm going to write now, because I want my story to become a book some day in the future.