I AM WEIRD

This is my attempt at being vain. I am a failure to all of vanity's big believers. I'm sorry.

I am in my room, trying to keep real quiet because I am currently hiding from my family and the visitors. They all think I'm asleep so I'm doing my best to encourage their belief. Anyway, the past few days have been overwhelming. I'm not really used to feeling so happy. The lovelife progress made this week was more than I expected. I hope she's not reading this, otherwise I'd be very embarrased. And I would be more than my usual amount of awkward next week.

Caribou and Le Loup are doing a very good job of taking over my playlist. Listen to some of their other songs. Caribou makes me feel in love. Ha-ha.

If anybody wants to get me a Christmas gift, here's my list:

1. FOOD

2. An abundance of origami paper

3. A good non-shitty book

4. A really long letter with lots of effort put into it.

5. Stuff you think I might want, related to fandoms etc..

I am the easiest person to give a gift to. Just give me cute shit and I'm cool with it.

I AM RUBBISH AT TITLES.

Greetings fellow sickos!

It's been 30 days since I've last posted. Unfortunately, this post won't be any different with my previous ones. I'm still as dorky as ever and can bore you to possible death. I'm just here to acknowledge the fact that tomorrow will be the last day of our sembreak. Well isn't that sad? On the contrary, I'm really excited to go back to school because that would mean I'd get to be away from the loony bin that is my house. Ha-ha.

Okay so, I'm not really one for love stories and all that jazz, but, recently I've been getting into classic romance novels by Jane Austen, Charlotte Bronte and the like. I watched the 2005 Pride & Predjudice film. Keira Knightley was brilliant. I swear. The thing I like about it is that Mr. Darcy is such a unique love interest for someone like Elizabeth Bennet. Plus it wasn't that cheesy, unlike other exaggerated romance films and stories. I'll be watching a whole lot more of British period films, mark my words!

I wrote a couple of poems just this week. I'd like you people (if there are indeed 'people' to reference) to read one of them. This one has no title because I am absolutely horrible at coming up with them, as mentioned in my post title, ironically. Anyway,

i.

A string of clumsy words drop from my tongue.
And in their wake, an immense silence settles against the wall.
I know the conversation crumples as quickly as it's made,
Though the weight of sentences stay to crush me.

ii.

You speak a thousand glasses of sweet champagne
And all I respond with is a drip of bitter water.
I know not to listen, my ears may be blunt,
But, I am afraid I am already quite drunk.

iii.

And when my tired lips utter my final words,
I will never truly forget how your voice rang
Through the chords of my lungs down to the hollow of me.
What a shame, what a shame to have listened to you.

I am so sorry if that made no sense. That was sorta a spur of the moment kind of thing. So yeah. Until next time? I hope you guys will still read this blog after this terrible post.

Oh and here's a GIF of my favorite scene from Pride & Predjudice:

PLAYLIST: SOMEWHERE TO BE

Call Your Girlfriend - Barcelona (Robyn cover)
Beach Baby - Bon Iver
Skin, Warming Skin - Laura Gibson
Lily - The Dodos
Miss You - Foster the People
Petite Roses - Diane Cluck
I Found a Reason - Cat Power
Naive - The Kooks
Rome - Phoenix

I've got somewhere to be and that somewhere is in your heart!

Sorry for that random outburst. Anyway here it is, my playlist for October. I've been feeling down, hence the mostly depressing songs. Especially Beach Baby, oh my God. It's the epitome of my gloomy music. I love Bon Iver for it. Barcelona's cover of Robyn's Call Your Girlfriend is perfect in every possible way. Laura Gibson is my latest discovery. Her songs, Hands in Pockets and Spirited are also great. Thank God the world is able to produce people like her.

I hope you enjoy this playlist as much as I do. It's great for when you feel alone and you just want to cry. Most of the music I listen to are like that. So, if you are ever in need of sad songs, feel free to check out my playlists.

LOVE (AND IT'S UNFORTUNATE EFFECTS.)

Hello friends. Long time, no post. If anybody wants to know what I have been up to, I've just been mostly slugging along through life. I have a really bad case of colds and my small nose, as you all know because of my ridiculous blog title, is incapable of breathing when I get sick becuase of its tiny airway. In one post, I said that I don't think about love. Well, I LIED. Yeah, I know what you guys are thinking: Oooh, she's only thirteen and she says she has a love life. She's too young to understand what real love is. Oh no what's happening to her stupid generation. Just shut up, please. Times are different now. Thirteen year olds really do have love lives. There are kids who have more controversial ones. Because mine is currently nonexistant. Ugh. I hate people. (I really don't, but, can the universe just spare this pitious moment for my soul? I am in need of emotional renovation.)

And because of the aforementioned love life complexities, I've gone back to my pessimistic manners. Okay, back up. Before 6th grade, I was this cool emo kid who keeps quiet, talks only to a certain group of people, and is a total snob. But, after a while, I decided to talk to more people and voila! I am now this weird, geeky person who does not deserve to be called a human beng because she has no life. Mehehe. So yeah. I am back to my only-talking-to-a-few-people habit and I am once again a social hermit. I get like this when I'm lonely. I mean, I'm lonely all the time, but, when I'm super lonely, I revert back to said characteristics. And yes, the word super really does make a difference.

I don't like love. At all. I have no love for love. If that even makes sense. They say it's this magical, wondrous force that will make you feel all tingly and perfect inside. Ha! It's all bullcrap. It hurts people when it's not supposed to. Children should not be exposed to the concept of love (and all it's cruel, hurtful ways) until age thirty or something. Disney movies, I blame you! Love will only make you feel weird and depressed. Keep away from it. I'm warning you.

As of now, I have absolutely no clue what I am going to do about my current predicament. I think I am in love, but, I am trying not to get used to that idea, lest my feelings become true. And really, the person is just plain wrong. I feel so weird right now, sharing all of this on the internet. It's a good thing very few people read this. Only friends and classmates. Yeah. You guys know who you are.

So, I apologize for burdening you with my petty problems. And I am also very sorry for the lack of photos. My camera is currently being borrowed (and held hostage) by my brother. I mean, don't get me wrong, it's okay that he's borrowing it. It's not like I have anything to take photos of. Nyahaha. I guess this concludes today's post. Okay, bye. I might put up a playlist soon. I am promising nothing.

10.2.12

The only reason I'm updating is because I feel like it. I'm warning you though, if you do not want to become a lot bored-er than you already are, stop reading this post. But, if you think this meager blog is interesting enough for you or if you just want to amuse yourself with the way I write my shit posts, then, by all means, my friend! Read on!

So, it's the second day of October and I am hoping that this month would be better than the last one. Although, I do not think that is possible due to fact that report cards will be given on the 13th. Don't get me wrong, it's not like I'm wishing for high grades since I already know that that is impossible for me to achieve. Okay, maybe not impossible. I just lack the effort, that's all. Anyway, enough of my stupid rambling about things that you, dear reader, do not give a shit about.

THE MARK OF ATHENA IS OUT TODAAAY!! Let's all be unicorns and roll on glitter and cotton candy together!

I know this doesn't count as my writing nonsense, but, I just have to type it in here. I wrote a letter to a friend and this is part of it that I found absolutely hilarious: "I like turtles. I don't like love because it hurts people even though it's not supposed to." I really have no clue why I find that funny. I realize now that it's pretty depressing. Oh God, I am weird.

I have been told that I am an ineffective hacker. I hacked my friend's Twitter account and they figured out who it was before I even got to tweet the good stuff. Most probably because I am the only hacker that would post geeky things like "I AM A DARK WIZARD, A SUPPORTER OF VOLDEMORT!!" and "My identity!! It has been compromised!!" <---- the actual fucking tweets. And, according to my friend, I "type weirdly." I told her I just type the way I write. I actually capitalize the first letter of the sentence and I use punctuation marks. I also rarely use shortcuts. I will have to formulate a way to cover up my hacker flaws and become the perfect hacker! Although, that would mean giving up my grammar and spelling values.

Okay, I'm ending this blog post with another funny GIF: