Wednesday, 29 April 2009

Thursday, 23 April 2009

Redheads should be proud!

What I would do when...

What I would do when I was famous for a day: I would go out, sign autographs, make a single in just one day and bring it out on cd (hopefully it would become a major hit). Meet other famous people like Bruce Willis, Christina Aguilera, Charlie Simpson, etc, etc. Go clubbing with Paris Hilton (even though I don't like her).

What I would do when I was invisible for a day: I'd probably go out and steal a lot of designer clothes, and everything around me that's stealable and I want to have. Go round friends and see what they are up to in their free time while they think they are alone. Scare people (especially little kids they are the biggest laugh). Go to the cinema without paying. Turn on my boyfriend while he doesn't notice it. Annoy people and distract them when they are talking to someone else so that it looks as if they are mentally retarded. Talk to someone to make him/her think they are schizophreens.

What would I do when I would wake up one morning to find out that I am the only human being alive accompied by two sheep: First of all I would get a panic attack. Then I would go "free" shopping (including loads and loads of cakes and pastries from the bakery because that food is the best). I would leave my sheep behind to mate so they can re-build their family. I would go to a warm country and enjoy the sun, 'till I'm old and hopefully I would die happily.

What would I do when I got amazingly pissed, drunk too much, slept with the biggest nerd on the planet and the day after I would find out that I am pregnant: First of all I would go to a therapist to deal with my emotions (and hormones), than I would go and have an abortion (I have had plenty of discussions about this, because people see it as a form of killing, and I agree: It is a form of killing, but I'd rather want to kill my children before they are born than during, or before neglecting them because I can't take care of them. I am still a child myself as wel).

What would I do when my best friend came up to me and told me she was in love with me: I would tell her I am not in love with her, she would totally understand that.

What would I do when the fittest guy was stalking me: I would go to the police.

What would I do when I was in the center of a busy town (london) and my trousers would rip: That depends on what kind of mood I am, if I'm having a bad day I would start swearing and cover it up with a hoody or something, and I would immediately walk into the nearest shop to buy new trousers. If I had a good day and I'm happy I would make a sign out of paper saying: "Oh no, she ripped her trousers!" or "Don't look! You might see an asshole!"

What I would do when my mother would walk in with her new boyfriend, who turns out to be the worst teacher from my school: I would laugh right in her face and tell the teacher ever single juicy story about my mother and I would tell my mother all the juicy gossip that is going 'round the school about him (about how small his penis is and how he smells like seaweed).

What I would do when I would receive freaky phonecalls: Depends on what kind of phonecalls they are. If it is a heavy breather I would breath havily back just to annoy him. If nothing is said on the other side I would just put my phone aside so he/she gets charged while I am not even listening. If it is someone/thing who is making weird noises I would fart or burp in the phone and if it is someone from abroad speaking in their own language I would try to imitate his/her accent and just be annoying by saying everything wrong.

What I would do when I wasn't bored: I wouldn't fill this in.

What I would do when that hottie would ask me out while I have got a boyfriend: Politely say no and thank him for the offer. I would give him my phonenumber so that he can call me when I break up with my present boyfriend.

What I would do when I got used by a lover just for the sex: Actually, this almost happened to me, I got used but not for sex. Anyway, I would probably take him hostage, I would slice him up, put him in my refrigerator and fry his body parts for every single meal. No I am just joking. Depends on the situation again, I if was drunk I can't blame him or myself. If I am single and looking for sex I wouldn't blame myself or him either, because that means that he didn't just use me, if I had a boyfriend and had sex with him I still wouldn't blame him because that was my own stupid choice (I hate cheating by the way), and if I was in love with him and I was too naive to realise he was just using me I would still only blame myself.

What I would do when I get the lowest mark for a test, while I revised for it: I would revise even harder, ask the teachers for tips and extra lessons.

What would I do when I was at home alone and I would hear strange noises: I would go downstairs, get the biggest frying-pan in the house, if it is serious and the noises creep me out I probably would get a knife as well. I would get my cellphone just in case I need to call the police and I will wait untill something special/creepy/weird/etc happens

Friday, 17 April 2009

Me vs Assholes

There is no difference between men and women, we all live on the same planet and we all breath in the same air. I absolutely do not think that men are any better than women, we are equal. And still, every now and then I hear inappropriate jokes, or even comments that are made because people actually mean it.

For example, two days ago I was in one of my french lessons (You have to know that I am the only girl in my french class, and that my school originally is a boysschool. I went to the same school last year but got taught by a different teacher) we were translating a long text with our teacher. My teacher asked me if I knew one of the words that was in the text, I didn't knew the word and he told me that it was stuff from last year and that I should have known it. One of the boys made a comment on this and said: "Pff, she doesn't know it because she is a girl". The teacher (a male) just looked at him and hardly did or said anything. I could have done several things. I could have started a discussion with him, I could of got angry at him and started yelling, but at that point I was so angry that I only thought of two things; either getting up and leaving the classroom or wait on what else he had to say. The teacher then asked him if he knew the answer to the question, which he didn't.

I didn't knew the answer not because I am a girl, I just never came across that word, he didn't knew it either, and he did came across it. Doesn't that prove that women are better than men? No it doesn't, because you know what, I am better than that guy, not because I am a girl but because at least I don't make rude comments, and I have seen a lot more of the world than he has.

And also, my personality grows every single day, because of those assholes out there. Every time they do anything inappropriate I grow a little, my knowledge grows and before they know it I'm ahead of them. They are laughing now, give me some years, and I'll be the one laughing my butt off





The lights go out all around me
One last candle to keep out the night
And then the darkness surrounds me
I know I'm alive
But I feel like I died
And all that's left is to accept that it's over
My dreams ran like sand through the fists that I made
I try to keep warm but I just grow colder
I feel like I'm slipping away

After all this has passed
I still will remain
After I've cried my last
There'll be beauty from pain
Though it won't be today
Someday I'll hope again
And there'll be beauty from pain
You will bring beauty from my pain

My whole world is the pain inside me
The best I can do is just get through the day
When life before is only a memory
I wonder why God lets me walk through this place
And though I can't understand why this happened
I know that I will when I look back someday
And see how you've brought beauty from ashes
And made me as gold purified through these flames

After all this has passed
I still will remain
After I've cried my last
There'll be beauty from pain
Though it won't be today
Someday I'll hope again
And there'll be beauty from pain
You will bring beauty from my pain

Here I am at the end of me
Trying to hold to what I can't see
I forgot how to hope
This night's been so long
I cling to your promise
There will be a dawn

After all this has passed
I still will remain
After I've cried my last
There'll be beauty from pain
Though it won't be today
Someday I'll hope again
And there'll be beauty from pain
You will bring beauty from my pain

Men VS Women











Wednesday, 15 April 2009

Ouch

Seriously, Love hurts


Friday, 10 April 2009

Shoes


You think I care about shoes?
Naah, Just a little bit!


The Perfect Man

The perfect man is gentle
Never cruel or mean
He has a beautiful smile
And keeps his face so clean.
The perfect man likes children
And will raise them by your side
He will be a good father
As well as a good husband to his bride.
The perfect man loves cooking
Cleaning and vacuuming too
He'll do anything in his power
To convey his feelings of love on you.
The perfect man is sweet
Writing poetry from your name
He's a best friend to you mother
And kisses away your pain.
He never has made you cry
Or hurt you in any way
Oh, fuck this stupid poem
The Perfect Man is GAY!

Thursday, 9 April 2009

Top 3: Ugly clothes 2009

I figured out that trying to bring the amount of ugly clothes back to a top 3 is quite hard. Geez, nowadays people wear everything! I saw a grown-up woman walking around in red crocs today, and yes it did burned my retina! Enfin, here is my top 3:

1:

2:

3:

(Yes I hate Abercrombie and Fitch)

The only thing that is worse than those clothes is the person wearing them. A&F has got the diabolic gift to transform cruel hotties into pavement prostitutes. Here is some proof:



Ofcourse these 'prostitutes' don't ask money for sexuel services. So excuse me for the way I use these big words.

A couple of weeks ago I was sitting in a Pizza Express next to a guy wearing a hoody like that, I can't remember why but we started talking, the conversation went like this:

Me: So you've got a hoody saying Abercrombie and Fitch, Big Fuckin' Deal?!
Him: Yes so? I'm allowed to decide whatever I wan't to wear, am I?
Me: No! You're not, take it off! Now!
Him: No first pizza!
Me: ...
Him: I read this article in a magazine saying that Abercrombie and Fitch is the new trend, and well, i'm quite feebleminded so I buy whatever is published and shown in magazines.
Me: WHAT THE FUCK?!
Him: What, don't I seem like a feebleminded person?
Me: Also, but didn't expect you to be able to read! Pizza?
Him: ...

And the worst is still to come. Dear Readers, A&F wearers don't even get paid to wear those god-awful grave shirts. Here is some shocking image material:

66,60 Pounds

5 pounds

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!! Ridiculous!
Still not convinced by this evil nature of Abercrombie and Fitch? Then take another look at the price, 666, the number of the devil! COINCIDENCE?!?!?!

Wednesday, 8 April 2009

This is actually the most beautiful dog I have ever seen in my whole life, and I can call myself very lucky because I am her owner. After weeks and weeks of trying to think of a name for her we decided to call her Bonnie, and it definitely suits her character as well. She is the biggest flirt you will ever meet, and with her curly, fluffy ears, she does look a bit like me!