So like,
I was at school on Thursday, le duh. I had computer class, so you know, internet! I checked my UPS tracker thingy for my Taylor Swift package.You can guess what happened next..
Apparently, my package arrived. NO!? Yeah, seriously. Like, seriously. It's so cliche for me to yell at the top of my lungs, which, of course, I did. A second later, the bell rings. We have homeroom. So, I pass by maths, and ask the teacher about my test. I got 19/20. I feel awesome.
Homeroom's done. We're going home! I rush to the bus, ask the bus driver to leave a bit earlier today. He just goes like, okaaay?.. yeah, totally..
Baaack to the point! They drop me off, I walk into my building, get into the elevator, get out, and walk into the apartment.
I see a UPS package on the dining room table. Oh no, are you kidding me?! AHHHH! I try to open it, IT WON'T BUDGE! AH, I get the scissor! HA!!!The album's white, Taylor Swift's on the cover. She's wearing a pretty purple dress, her hair's curled. NO!? Yeah, seriously. The back, she's wearing a yellow dress, with all the 14 songs listed. Mindblowing, I swear. Next, my hands land on the amazingly Taylor Swift note. It's awesome.Oh, last but not least, I stare at the pretty purple bracelet in my hands. It says, "Speak Now". Epic.
I freak out, and I finally listen to her album.
AMAZING! <3
MINDBLOWING! <3
ASTONISHING! <3
ENCHANTING! <3
REMARKABLE! <3
GRASTICABULOUS! <3
(My own word, consisting of: Great, Fabulous, Fantastic.)
I LOVE LOVE LOVE THIS.
Taylor Swift, overall, is epic. I can't imagine a Taylor Swift-less world. It just can't exist.
I love you, Taylor Swift! <3
Mindblowing album! <3
Sunday, 31 October 2010
Sunday, 17 October 2010
Uncertainty
We all know what a routine is, am I right? Well, I'll give you an example, just in case.
I wake up every morning at 5:40 a.m., I go down for the bus at 6:15 a.m., I come home 3:45 p.m. and I got to bed at 10p.m.
That's a routine. When you know what you're doing for the next few days; I know I'm gonna wake up at 5:40 a.m. 5 days a week, till school ends. But seriously, don't you get sick of it? Especially if you didn't have such an exciting weekend? I had an epic Thursday, but a dull Friday and Saturday, it just leaves you in that "meh" mood. It kinda sucks 'cause you're dull, but it's better for your education, I guess?
Don't you just feel like doing something spontaneous? I wanna travel to Paris right now. It's just so pretty! Well, that's what the pictures show, also, that's what everyone says. Such an exciting city, they say. I wish I could just travel the world, wouldn't that be amazing?
We all need some sort of break, I think writing, utmost of all, keeps me happy. If you simply take away writing, I'd definitely crash and burn. Not literally, I mean, it's possible, but like, I'm too young to die?! D:
Honestly, don't you just miss there mere simplicity of being a kid? Racism did not exist in minds of the young, we were naive and oblivious to such cruelty out there. Don't you just miss all the crayon and candy sharing? Or, when the biggest of fights would be over who got the red crayon.
I know I'm falling astray from where I was, but my point is, I just wish life could be simple again.
Rather than be sixteen, I wish I could be six.
I miss the utter simplicity of life. I want those crayons again.
I wake up every morning at 5:40 a.m., I go down for the bus at 6:15 a.m., I come home 3:45 p.m. and I got to bed at 10p.m.
That's a routine. When you know what you're doing for the next few days; I know I'm gonna wake up at 5:40 a.m. 5 days a week, till school ends. But seriously, don't you get sick of it? Especially if you didn't have such an exciting weekend? I had an epic Thursday, but a dull Friday and Saturday, it just leaves you in that "meh" mood. It kinda sucks 'cause you're dull, but it's better for your education, I guess?
Don't you just feel like doing something spontaneous? I wanna travel to Paris right now. It's just so pretty! Well, that's what the pictures show, also, that's what everyone says. Such an exciting city, they say. I wish I could just travel the world, wouldn't that be amazing?
We all need some sort of break, I think writing, utmost of all, keeps me happy. If you simply take away writing, I'd definitely crash and burn. Not literally, I mean, it's possible, but like, I'm too young to die?! D:
Honestly, don't you just miss there mere simplicity of being a kid? Racism did not exist in minds of the young, we were naive and oblivious to such cruelty out there. Don't you just miss all the crayon and candy sharing? Or, when the biggest of fights would be over who got the red crayon.
I know I'm falling astray from where I was, but my point is, I just wish life could be simple again.
Rather than be sixteen, I wish I could be six.
I miss the utter simplicity of life. I want those crayons again.
Tuesday, 5 October 2010
A Human Confession
Importance.
How important is it for YOU to feel important? Maybe, a little compliment every once in a while? A random smile? A stranger's kindness, thoughtfulness?
Let's say, you trip, your items fall and spread out, you're hurt. It's embarrassing enough when you're alone, but what I would consider MORE embarrassing is when people just glare at you, not caring about the awkwardness you're facing. But, what I consider amazing, is when a random stranger helps you out.
Might ask you if you're alright, if you need any help getting up. I like nice people :3
You know who I really hate? That ignorant person who pretends to be oblivious to the world. Laughs at someone for their appearance, or maybe even, their cultural difference. Do they have any idea how much it hurts?
The feeling of humiliation? How much it might lower their self-esteem? How heartless and inconsiderate, don't you think? Even if it's a joke, don't share it when they're around if it's about their cultural and whatnot. It's hurtful.
It's not like, you can't joke around IF you're close to them. BUT, you need to remember, people have different personalities, and some people don't like to joke like that, or might take offense.
I honestly wish we could live in a better world. Where a stranger lends a hand without expecting something in return, where kids can roam around without their parents having to worry, where adults can give children candy without being suspected for, well, you knoww. ahahha!
My birthday's soon, and honestly speaking, I'd rather turn 6 than 16. I miss being a kid. Life was so much simpler back then, we didn't have all this boy drama and who's gossiping about who. Those silly rumors, and whatnot. I miss being a kid, I really do.
Seeing the world from bright sunglasses felt a lot better than seeing it for what it really is.
How important is it for YOU to feel important? Maybe, a little compliment every once in a while? A random smile? A stranger's kindness, thoughtfulness?
Let's say, you trip, your items fall and spread out, you're hurt. It's embarrassing enough when you're alone, but what I would consider MORE embarrassing is when people just glare at you, not caring about the awkwardness you're facing. But, what I consider amazing, is when a random stranger helps you out.
Might ask you if you're alright, if you need any help getting up. I like nice people :3
You know who I really hate? That ignorant person who pretends to be oblivious to the world. Laughs at someone for their appearance, or maybe even, their cultural difference. Do they have any idea how much it hurts?
The feeling of humiliation? How much it might lower their self-esteem? How heartless and inconsiderate, don't you think? Even if it's a joke, don't share it when they're around if it's about their cultural and whatnot. It's hurtful.
It's not like, you can't joke around IF you're close to them. BUT, you need to remember, people have different personalities, and some people don't like to joke like that, or might take offense.
I honestly wish we could live in a better world. Where a stranger lends a hand without expecting something in return, where kids can roam around without their parents having to worry, where adults can give children candy without being suspected for, well, you knoww. ahahha!
My birthday's soon, and honestly speaking, I'd rather turn 6 than 16. I miss being a kid. Life was so much simpler back then, we didn't have all this boy drama and who's gossiping about who. Those silly rumors, and whatnot. I miss being a kid, I really do.
Seeing the world from bright sunglasses felt a lot better than seeing it for what it really is.
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