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IMPROVISED LETTER TO MY BELOVED READERS

Dear Facebook and Twitter stalkers who reads this (as well as those few other people who have stumbled upon this post by accident),

It was my 18th birthday on August 1st.

Out of over 20 people to who I talk to daily,only 3 – 4 of them actually remembered of it and sent me some really nice words on my special day. So,thank you from the bottom of my heart,guys! I won’t forget it,believe me 🙂

And you know what’s funny: Today,when I’m writing this,is August 7th and people still keep congrating me now. It’s like a chain reaction or something! Like… B*tch,it was a week ago,don’t think that congrating me now will make me feel any better,alright? If you didn’t remember it on 1st then you just didn’t,at least don’t greet me right now because it’s really embarassing for me and I am sure,for you as well,I’m just saying.

So,with all of this I’m just trying to say – Thank you to those VERY few people who did congrat me on my birthday – that was very thoughtful of you! And to those who didn’t – I hate you. No seriously,I really do.

 

Sincerely,

I’m 18 now,YOU MAD?

 

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A little about my birthday

In other news,it’s my birthday soon! Which is both amazing and tragic,concidering how it always goes. And it doesn’t go well,I can tell you that.

I am pretty positive that nobody will remember and even the ones who will…. Like,what’s the easiest way to wish somebody a ‘happy birthday’? Via Facebook,ofcourse! So I will most likely get no texts and no calls,just a f*#king wall post saying “Happy Birthday”. How classy is that.

Another thing is,I don’t really celebrate that stuff. Like,birthdays are pretty much dead to me. I am not emo or emotionally destructive,I just don’t really see the point of celebrating,I guess. Alright,that probably is emotionally destructive but HEY! You’re not the boss of me,I do whatever I want. Yee-ah! Did that just sound bad-ass or am I really that socially awkward?

Socially awkward,oh wow,that didn’t really make sense,did it.

Anyways.

And DON’T EVEN GET ME STARTED on having a giant birthday cake. I don’t even eat cake! My parents,however,always insist I have one,so I usually end up stuffing my mouth full of it,just enough to make them smile. And yes,I know I’m a good kid,thank you.

So,with all this,I’m just going to say – F  U,18! And F-U very,very much.

Alexa has spoken.

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Sometimes being a teenager makes you wanna die.

“sometimes being a teenager makes you want to die.”

I heard this phrase on AWKWARD and actually thought it was kind of powerful.

‘Cause really,sometimes as a teen you do want to die – without even concidering the awful and sad effect that it’d leave on your beloved ones,friends and all other people who care about you – because sometimes,just sometimes it gets too much. It just does.

I’ve been there,I’ve felt that.

And you know what,I try and try to go on and pretend like I never think of those things – knowing that I would never be powerful enough to cut my own life like that – but in fact,I do. Everyone does,from some point!

I am sick and tired of feeling the way I do and I feel like that pretty much every week, at least once. You see,the funny thing is,it does get better. You know how they say “time heals” but what they don’t tell is that when it does get better,there will eventually come that moment when it’ll get worse again. And then better. And then back to bad. And then better. And then,eventually,it’ll all be bad all over again… That’s something I can say from my own experiences,unfortunately.

I’m a fighter by nature,grown in a family of strong woman,but I also have a fragile side,which I don’t show too often but sometimes I guess I should – just enough to let people know it’s not always as perfect and nice as it seems to be from other people’s perspective.

Here,I’ve said it.

In any way,what I’m trying to tell here in a very weird and twisted way isdon’t do anything to yourself without thinking about it clearly. Because really,is there a way back after? There isn’t,as sad as it is. And it will get better – and I’m not saying it won’t get worse again within a few weeks,months,years,but all we  can do is just hope that by the time the bad stuff will come up again,we’ll know a better and more responsible way to handle them.

SUICIDE IS NEVER THE ANSWER. UNDER ANY CIRCUMSTANCES. Like,EVER.

Who knows,maybe eventually we’ll get older & wiser,or some shit like that.

Alexa has spoken.

Peace.

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sjdhskgjhfkgfkljkl. Hi.

 

 

It’s official,I am having a writers block. 

Can you even have a writers block when all you do is just write a …blog!?

Well,you can and this is all happening to me right now.

IT’S ALL HAPPENING.

In any way,here’s a beautiful gif of my beloved Sebastian Stan (hitting his head against what seems to be a weird-shaped pillow) to brighten your day. Did that just depressed you enough?

Life is hard,you guys.

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So,long story short,I’ve been running arround town lately,doing a bunch of stuff (a.ka nothing at all) and in fact,I’m going away for the weekend,as well! Sounds fun? Does it? Well,I’m just gonna be going  to grandmas. Nothing that special. Cries.

In any way,I’m watching Gossip Girl in an hour,and ofcourse,yes I’ve seen every episode already,thankyouverymuch for reminding that to me constantly (yeah,you know who you are) but I just love that show,it’s…. it’s Gossip Girl,okay?!

And it’s on my local TV within an hour,so now you guys know what I’ll be doing approximately 60 minutes from now.

 

Alright,I guess I’ll talk to you guys soon (with ‘you guys’ I just mean all my imaginary friends on Twitter,Tumblr on Facebook – I love you!),so stay safe,don’t do drugs,do your laundry and eat chicken. Because heck yeah,chicken tastes gooooood.

 

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The meeting: Aftermath

The good news are,I survived. Woohoo! Honestly,when I wrote that post yesterday,for a split second I truly thought “what if he’s a serial killer?”

And then I also thought,if I die,who will notify my Facebook and Twitter friends?

But that was that,really. By the time I got out of the house,I was full of positive thoughts and tried my best to keep it that way,at least untill I get to the place we were supposed to meet.

So,there’s not really much I could say about this… meeting,because that was really what it was,a meeting and nothing more. It wasn’t a date because it didn’t really feel that way… Is that bad?

And I honestly thought it’ll last longer than it did but ofcourse,the mother nature had her own plans and soon enough a storm started and we were basically running for our lifes to not to get either soaked or struck by lightning. Which we didn’t – phew! – but that was close.

In any way,these 35 minutes were pretty nice,I mean there’s nothing bad I could say about it other than that most likely,we won’t be meeting again. At least not in a date-ish way anyway.

But just to calm you guys down,he wasn’t a maniac (at least he didn’t seem like one!),he wasn’t 50 either,in fact he was exactly the same as in his profile picture,which I have to say was releasing.

Needless to mention,I had like tons of make-up on my face for this meeting. Seriously,next time I go out,I’ll go all natural and sh*t. If he won’t like me like that,his loss not mine. Right?

After this meeting,I already know that whoever I go on a date with someday,I will want to sit down and talk because

a) walking and talking is kind of exhausting and b) I just want to experience at least once in my life the way how people date in the movies – you know,the caffeterias and drinks (okay,I don’t drink but just go with it,alright?) and talks and romance and stuff like that…

You know,every girl,and it’s not just me,I mean every girl deserves a fairytale date once in a while,where the guy would take you out to some nice place,be a gentleman and make you feel comfortable the way you are.

So,I guess I’m still waiting for that one beautiful date to happen. But untill then…

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I GOT DRUNK FROM ALCOHOLIC CANDIES. No,seriously

Over the weekend,I think I got drunk from eating alcoholic candies.

I’m just kidding!

NOT.

 

Seriously though,I think I really did. I mean,not like drunk-drunk but definately super dizzy.

 

Theoretically,if I am a strict non-drinker who’s never had more than just a sip of the strong liquids,does that mean if I suddenly drink like a glass or more,I’m immediately wasted? I think I read somewhere that if a person hasn’t had an experience with alcohol,he can get drunk 3 times faster than other people who drinks,like all the time. Do you guys believe that stuff?

 

And the most important question here is can you really intoxicate from those candies? I personally think that not but I swear to you guys,I was in a really weird place after eating them.

 

If I come to think of it,I most likely shouldn’t have eaten the whole box.

 Oh,well.

 

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IT’S PICTURE TIMEEE!

I realised I haven’t changed my profile picture in my social networking sites for ages! For a few weeks,to be [more] realistic.

And now I’m just thinking,how do you guys usually pose for that stuff? Do you have like a signature sign or you just click ACTION and hope for the best? Because that is mostly what I do.

Except those times when I click by accident.

In those pictures I mostly look like a retarded whale on a crack. In Hawaii. Wearing a shirt that’s been made in China. Doing a peace sign. Or at least a half of it anyway.

I personally think you have to be really photogenic for that stuff. I mean,there’s those people who look good in reality but their pictures are like “Whaaaat?” and there’s those people who maybe,ummm,aren’t so attractive in real life but in pictures they’re like:

So,geeesh,truth to be told,I’m from the un-photogenic ones. Although sometimes a miracle happens and the pictures turn out pretty great,most of the time it’s just crap. What about you all,any tips ‘n tricks for a future model superstar? Always welcome!

Alright,I’m out for some alone time with me and my camera. Oh yeaahhh,it’s PICTURE TIMEEE!

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