This post might make me seem like the most boring person ever, or just completely weird, and I respect that tbh. It is what it is. But I wanted to make a post about it because there is always so much stuff going on during summer that I see on social media and I feel… I don’t think bad is the right word but like I feel uncomfy and as though I missed out on something by not being there and I think it’s important to address it for your own sake I guess.
What Is FOMO?
Fear Of Missing Out
I’m sure a majority of you knew this, but in case you didn’t, FOMO just stands for “fear of missing out”. Actually the first time I heard it was in a vine and it really confused me because I had never heard it and didn’t realise it was just short for something else so I literally was so confused. I tried to find the video for you but literally couldn’t find it and I wasn’t about to start looking through all the vine compilations, but if that is something you are wanting to do, the vine person was called TooTurntTina. It also is not necessary for this post whatsoever so do with that information what you will.
Basically, it is feeling as though you are going to/have missed out on something. For me, I just feel left out and even if I were to miss a day of school or have to go in late, I would be kinda worried that I was going to miss something and then in the end I would have no friends.
And that’s quite the big jump you know, but that’s just how my brain works lol
How Has It Affected Me?
That heading makes it sound like I have some sort of condition but literally, it isn’t that deep. It is pretty annoying though, I’ll tell you that because I could really not be arsed to do something, but then all of a sudden I think that something completely ground-breaking will happen, so if I don’t go I’m gonna miss it.
As I said before, I feel as though missing something will result in me just having no friends. But I’m guessing a lot of you will be like “this girl has got to chill the fuck out” and you are right. I 100% agree, but you know me, I love to challenge myself. Never let them know your next thought. Missing a day of school? Seems like eternal loneliness to me!
So, apart from keeping me on my toes, what does this quirky way of thinking do to my everyday life? First off, it’s useful to establish what type of person I am. I’m not gonna lie, I’m generally an anxious person. I love a little spontaneity, but I love sticking to a schedule and planning in advance. I like to be at home and comfy by myself, but if I’m not around people for more than half a day, we’ll just say it gets a bit dark up in the ol’ noggin.
Now we have that established, it’s easy to understand that it can get a little confusing, or stressful when I am put in the situation of choosing between whether to do something or not. There are a lot of things that I have to think about within a short space of time before making a decision. You may say I’m indecisive but the fact is I know what I want to do. More likely than not I want to just stay at home or just not do what they are suggesting but then I also gotta think of what I could be missing out on. They could start forming a closer bond and I would end up just being an accessory to the group or maybe they could end up meeting someone famous. Honestly, though it doesn’t make sense because who the fuck are you gonna meet in a Mcdonald’s in Northern Ireland? Fucking Ronald McDonald?
A lot of people just have the attitude of just saying yes to everything because you won’t regret going, you’ll only regret not going. And usually, that is the way it ends up, especially as my twin always goes to everything and obviously if she goes then I can’t make up an excuse to not go, so I usually don’t have much of an option, but a lot of the time it is just draining and in reality, I just want to be in my fucking bed.
The weirdest part about it is when I’m scared of missing school. Who the fuck doesn’t want to miss a day of school? I used to like it in primary school because the only thing you would miss is what the fox said but you can catch up on that later. But with high school, if you miss a day or a period, the next time you come in either the whole building will be in ashes or you’ll have finished a whole topic which just happens to be the longest and most complicated of the entire year and now you’ve got a pile of homework and you need to teach yourself the whole subject for the next lesson.
I could be seeing the light but I’ll be thinking about how much I am going to miss in school. Honestly, I don’t know if that says more about me or the schooling system but something ain’t right. I feel so ashamed or I feel like a fraud. Unless I have literally broken all my bones I can just tell the teachers are looking at me like “that he just wanted to miss maths” or “that dumb bitch doesn’t even know how to find the area of an oval” as if I even do maths/need it for my future.
It is crazy how much you can miss in one day and sometimes that fear can help you to do some amazing things like maybe skydiving, trying new foods or literally just having some special bonding time with your friends, but at some point, it becomes more of a burden. It feels as if you are forced to be there which just makes everything worse I don’t really know how to stop that yet and it may take some time but I hope that sometime in the future I can be as secure with myself and my friendships as to not feel terrified by the thought of missing out. It just spoils so much and in reality, I should just focus on myself.
I mean, so what if I don’t get invited to every single party or go out every single night with a bunch of different people. That isn’t me and if I went out and did that I would most likely be miserable. It gives me the energy to do the things that I want to do and just because I am not that social of a person, doesn’t make me any less interesting or worthy. It doesn’t make me weird, it just makes me happier.
And not everybody is out every day and night doing everything imaginable. You only think that way because only people like that post their entire life. There are probably a handful of people who actually live like that because who the fuck is gonna post a photo of themselves having some quiet time or just hanging out by themselves? There are probably so many other people who feel the same as you do but they just don’t post about it so therefore you only see those that have done so much. In all honestly, they have probably just posted photos from a while ago or they literally took a photo of them having a great time when in reality it was a shit show.
I guess what I want you to take away from this post is that you shouldn’t worry about missing out and you should take life less seriously. Who gives a fuck if you miss out on a teacher having a mental breakdown? You can talk about it later if you want but in the end, it will hardly go down in history. And if you don’t end up hanging out with your friends on the weekend, that’s fine. If they are any type of good person they will understand and not judge you.
Most likely the things that feel so big and important now you won’t even remember in the future. It’s about doing things when you want to so you can get the full experience and joy of doing it. So I hope you have a great day, stay safe and stay yourself PERIODT.
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I don’t know if this is the social anxiety coming out of me right now but like for real I just let others decide who I am for real. Like it’s not that I’m fake, I’m just moldable? That sounds weird as fuck but like I will change my personality to suit the person I’m with. Tbh I think we all do that a little, but then people are always on social media like “be yourself” and “don’t follow the crowd” but honestly I’m kinda thinking that if there’s a crowd it must be something good.
I’m no motivational speaker, I mean I literally don’t have an ounce of motivation in me *manic smile* but like I don’t get if I’m basic. It’s just so much easier because life is stressful enough having to figure out literally every fucking thing about the entire universe… or at least that’s how in feel. I was also kinda destined to be a basic bitch because I’m blonde so it have no other choice really. Literally if you were to get the essence of what basic is, it would be me. A blonde bitch who likes Starbucks iced lattes. I’m not even ashamed about the Starbucks though. It is popular for a reason.
Basic clothes are kinda fun though… or maybe not fun but like easy. I can put on a fucking hoodie and leggings and call it a day. And it’s also comfy as hell. Sure I care about how people look at me and I do think that they think I’m such a boring and ugly bitch, but if I were to wear something a bit “different” those thoughts would be even worse.
Do you know what? I’m a saver. If there is a fear of spending money, it’s me for real. I don’t know what it is, but it works because basic clothes are usually less expensive than trendy ones. Call me weird or… cheap, but things look better when they’re an absolute bargain. You know imma go around to everyone saying “Guess how much my socks cost?!” Or some shit like that. Don’t get me wrong if someone were to gift me a fancy wee top or something nice, I wouldn’t turn it away. Call me bloody bargain hunter, I don’t care because imma be the one who just saved 25% on a top 😏
I think the point I was wanting to get at here is that I think people have too much pressure to be someone different and to find who they are as quick as possible so they can stand out and while I think that’s all good and you definitely should be yourself, I don’t think there should be such an urgency. I always hear people my age being like “I barely know who I am!” Not in a mentally ill, kinda ‘I should find you help’ kinda way but like they don’t know what to do in the future and they feel like they should but bitch take a breathe and realize that we’ve got fucking time. For real though. Maybe you didn’t choose the right uni course for what you want to do or maybe you are near retirement and your like “I wish I did this instead” then you can still go and do it.
Sometimes it’s easier to go with the flow and let people decide some things for you. I know at the moment I prefer not to stand out too much and kinda see where things take me because I have no clue what else to do. How am I supposed to navigate my way through life without any guidance from others. I kinda just hope that eventually the flow will go through something that I find interesting or more like me. I never thought being myself would be so difficult and life is difficult enough already so imma be basic for a second and you can do whatever it is you want.
Think of it as being neutral. I’m not going into anything with a set opinion or expectation, so I’ll just see what I come out with. I hope you have a great day, stay safe and stay yourself PERIODT
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I’m sorry, but between my last post and this one, we have literally gone through a war. That’s not even a joke sadly enough. Corona is kinda fading away (except the Queen has joined the Corona Club) but then we gotta keep the drama alive so we start into world war 3! Sounds like a fucking high school drama where someones always gotta go through some sort of shit. Honestly though what the fucking is going on? Just as we didn’t need to wear one type of face mask, we gonna start to need a whole other one. At this point, I’m ready for it. Do your worst I guess… ok I take that back but honestly, I’m not even phased. But let’s do a wee catch up for all the people who have tried to stay off the News. So, sorry, but it isn’t good news.
London Bridge is Falling Down
I heard that this is what they are supposed to say when the queen dies as their secret word or something (even though it obviously isn’t so secret at the moment) but before you panic I swear she isn’t dead or I haven’t heard so yet, but I just mean the queen is literally on her last leg. Fair play though because she’s probably sick of this shit. She’s probably like “war? Not this shit again” like honestly she has seen a lot of stuff I’ll tell you that for sure.
She literally had to use like a walking stick or something that probably cost as much as money as it would to end hunger in Africa. And obviously walking stick doesn’t equal literal death but I mean I wouldn’t be surprised honestly. And here she is with literal ‘rona. Whose head is about to be cut off though? That’s what I wanna know. I mean I’m sure she’s not out in the town on a Saturday night so someone had to bring it to her.
‘Rona’s Running Away
I don’t want to jinx it but I think we are coming out the other side! Like rona is kinda irrelevant now and I love that for us. Sure I still wear a face mask but honestly it doesn’t even bother me at this point. If anything I feel weird not having it because if I don’t then I feel like I’m missing something. That and I also feel like I don’t know what to do with my face anymore. Like kinda when you don’t know where to put your hands.
Actually though I heard from my sister that her friends friend was wearing a mask on the day that masks weren’t mandatory and this woman dead ass went up to her and was like “why are you wearing a mask! You don’t need to wear one!” bitch get the fuck outta my face though for real. Literally how weird. I mean if someone said that to me I don’t really know what I would do? Like maybe mind your own fucking business. If anything I’m glad to wear my mask so I can’t smell the shit coming out of your mouth. How funny is that though lol
Rona is definitely fading though and we can all start to remenise on what the hell actually happened. Literally though we just walked around as if this shit was normal but it isn’t. There was legit a shortage of toilet paper! What?! Literally mental. Can’t wait to dramatize it to my grandkids
The whole drama with Djokovic was actually a wee while ago but honestly I’m still kinda pissed for real. Like what is this idiocracy?! I mean you think you know someone then they turn out to be an idiot. Like these scientists work their asses off to fight this literal PANDEMIC and you sit there like “nah I don’t trust it though”! I’m not tryna be rude but you play fucking tennis for a living. I’m pretty sure they know what they are doing. Unless you have been living under a rock, I think it is quite obvious why we need the vaccine.
So yeah, all in all he didn’t get to play in his tennis match and I think he is kinda shunned from Australia or wherever he was when it happened. For real though you think a public figure would have a bit of sense to do the right thing. If it was more actual medical reasons that would be another story. Maybe it’s some sort of chemical imbalance in his head?
Coming Soon: World War III
Sorry but why is this becoming a series? like honestly where is the need. I know that you will all have heard about Russia invading the Ukraine and now the rest of the world is like “shit” because they probably need to get involved now. Honestly this is is a serious situation and if I try to make it sound any less serious than it is then I want you to know that it’s because I try to make jokes when I’m uncomfortable or actually feeling stuff, but I really do appreciate the danger of what is happening at the moment and I’m sorry if you are affected by it at the moment and hope it will all end soon.
Anyways, yeah, we’ve kinda jumped from one danger to the next honestly. Putin had too much time to think (or not think) in lockdown and that’s no lie. Like I really don’t get why wars happen. Obviously it’s a bit more difficult for literally countries to “talk it out” but like I’m pretty sure it doesn’t have to lead to the end of the world. And the fact the russian guy actually came out and said something like “if you try to stop me I will do something that you have never seen in history before”. Just what?! You’ve got me flipping though my history books tryna figure out what the fucking you gonna do but surely it can’t be a nuclear war? But nah that is what he means.
So you are telling me you got a secret bunker that will let you survive a nuclear bomb? But at what cost though? So you have control of the whole world which is literally just a few microorganisms? Like if you gonna whipe us all out at least tell me what you plan to do. Don’t villains usually have a whole monologue before they kill the person?
There have been a lot of “scares” about a world war 3 in the past years but that’s been from the most insignificant shit like Bo Jo’s hair was actually shaped like a w for 3 seconds or some English GCSE type crap.
But as a woman, I’m not sure if I should run to the battle field or to the kitchen. Like… it’s a conflict of interest honestly. I mean I’m willing to vote and do that stuff I am grateful for, but I’m not sure if they will appreciate my mental quirks on the battle field honestly. And legally I’m American but that doesn’t mean I want to use a gun you know?
I’m not sure if this type of shit happens every 100 years, but we gotta look at the facts honestly because they went through a whole ton of shit during the roaring 20’s. I wonder what they will call us? Maybe nothing because we’ll all be literally deceased. Who knows? So just to summarise, for all those who kinda just want to skip to the end… it’s every man to themselves at this point and may the odds be ever in your favour. I hope you have a great day, stay safe and stay yourself PERIODT.
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From the perspective of a 16-year-old girl, I would have to say yes, texts are a ticking time bomb. Call me old fashioned, but honestly, I don’t trust that shit. They are so unpredictable. Now I could lie to you and say that is the reason I don’t text people much, but the plain truth is that my social battery is like a fucking iPhone battery, that shit goes down quick. But I predict that I have dodged a few dramas by not texting that much. Then again, I predicted that Covid would at least wipe out Donald Trump (we still got time I guess).
That last statement was literally so unnecessary, but you know I love a good Donal Trump hate comment. But yeah, texting can go wrong pretty easily. Even a few of my posts might go in the wrong direction based on this one thing that I want to talk to you about today. My problem? Well, sometimes I feel like everyone hates- OH, SHIT you mean my problem with texts? My problem with THAT is you can’t convey the right tone in texts.
One time I found myself in a messy situation because of miscommunication was 2 years ago when I was in school. My sister could drive at that time and texted me, later on, to tell me that I had left a bit of my lunch in the boot of her car and asked where I was so she could give it to me. I said I was in the assembly hall and my sister was like “oh, well you can just get it from the 6th form centre because I can’t be bothered to go down there” and I was like, fair enough, but then I asked her what class she was in next and she said Chemistry.
You don’t know my school, but you walk past the assembly hall to get to Chemistry, so I said “why don’t you give it to me on your way to Chemistry then?” That was a genuine question because I thought it would be easier for us both, but then I get a reply and, although this isn’t the word for word, she was like “DON’T BE SO FUCKING RUDE! THIS ISN’T EVEN MY JOB! WHY WOULD YOU EVEN FORGET YOUR FUCKING LUNCH YOU DUMB SHIT”. So obviously there was a bit of a mix up in tone and ended up with her screaming at me from the other side of the corridor with people just staring at me and the drama even though I had no clue what the fuck was going on 🙂
Stamdard School Situation
My teacher would be loving all this alliteration, but anyways, another way I got myself kinda in the middle of something was last year (a.k.a 2 months ago) and we were doing some sort of school thing where only 17 of us were in it. Honestly, the red flags were flapping in the wind like it was the 12th of July in NI but I still chose to stay in the group. Let’s just say, the first red flag is that there is this one really strong-headed person who thinks they are the best and that everyone loves them when in reality everyone slabbers about them and just dislikes them passionately.
To sum it up, we had to decide on a product to make for a business. It took forever and being just below him in terms of ranking, I decided that after weeks and weeks of deliberation, today was gonna be the day where we would just do a vote and bish bash bosh, democracy is where it’s at. The header, who obviously thought his idea was the best, was like “ok” and we did the whole going around the room hands up business. And guess what? His idea was lost by quite a lot I must admit. It was basically just his 3 goons who voted for him.
So, while I boss-bitched that situation, he goes off slabbering about me and the idea and being just a fucking prick and saying the shittest stuff and then would text into the group chat the dumbest, rudest shite. And while I can have some risky words in this blog, I really had to hold back in the texts. It was just whenever he would start attacking random people or start being fucking rude that I couldn’t just watch. Now I know you probably think I am trying to make myself the hero, but I must admit I probably shouldn’t have gotten involved, but what’s done is done and it needed to be said.
Texting while you are angry is a mess and a half because you send it without thinking and bam there is no going back. And it may take you a while to regret it, like a high school relationship, but it usually does happen.
You see, I have a particular sense of humour. And I mean very particular. Bordering on a niche. Bordering on monopoly. So sometimes I make a joke that I find fucking hilarious, but with further thought, I kinda think it is suitable. Kinda like when you laugh at some kid that just fell. I’ll go to hell for it for sure but I’ll cross that bridge when it comes to it.
So the thing is, with texts you have even less time to think in my opinion. Your fingers have typed and sent it before you even finished the joke in your head. Usually, this happens to me by making jokes about my dad’s age. The thing is he literally isn’t that old. I’ll not tell you exactly, but he just left his mid-life crisis. So take what you want from that. But anyway, I realised I had literally been making so many jokes about his age within the past few days and was like “oh shit I hope he doesn’t get hurt by that” and then, as a result, I am here trying to be the nicest person ever.
Maybe he doesn’t give a fuck but he could and now he has a whole line of texts with me making jokes about his age. They are hella funny, but we can’t talk about that right now.
Anyways, yeah, while my English teacher may think otherwise, you can’t represent your emotions very well by just words. Like if you are someone who is naturally anxious, you may read their text in a different way than they intended. So it’s a dangerous thing to do. And that is why I don’t social 🙂 I hope you have a great day, stay safe and stay yourself PERIODT.
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Can people please just get over it and wise up because it just isn’t that hard bitch. Firstly I’d like to say that my pronouns are she/her and I’m straight so I can’t really speak of experience but I want to talk from the perspective of just an accepting human being which is literally the bare minimum but still so many people can’t understand the concept of accepting everyone as a human being.
In the past few years, this has become a more talked about topic and that is amazing because you get to see the lives of so many people and how we are all so different yet so similar at the same time. It’s amazing to see but at the same time, you have to deal with all the fucking idiots on this planet. I don’t know how you all do it because for me I literally start throwing hands at one snarky comment so how do you even cope? It would do my head in especially because they have no point yet thinking they are right. How do you actually reason with idiots? That is some willpower I must admit.
The first big thing I wanted to talk about in this post is for all those people out there who are now making public the pronouns that you feel comfortable with. On behalf of all the people in the world, I apologize. Some of these people are fucking idiots and I don’t know where they came from but we are working on it I swear. They have absolutely no right to think they are better than you or know better than you because they really don’t. Who are they to think they know how you feel or should feel? They can barely tell the difference between a gun and a taser so why do they think they are geniuses?
I really respect you all because it must be such a hard thing to feel as though if you are truly yourself you will be shunned or hated. Like it shouldn’t be like that for anyone and I hope you have people in your life who do love you for you and don’t look at you differently just because of how you feel. And although I can’t relate to everything you go through, I just want you to know that you aren’t a bad person or wrong for feeling the way you do because that’s just life. You deserve to be happy and be yourself and if people don’t like that then they can fuck right off. You do you and the people that follow will be amazing and love you for you.
Secondly, I just have one question? Why the fuck do people have such a problem with it? Make it make sense because last time I checked it doesn’t fucking matter. Correct me if I’m wrong but pronouns don’t affect me in the slightest. Maybe I will just refer to them in a different way because, duh, they have pronouns, but apart from that (which literally isn’t hard anyway) I don’t know why you idiots gotta make such a fuss about it. Honestly, the only reason it affects your life is because you are causing such a fuss. You didn’t need to do fucking hate protests and shit. It’s true though because someone will tell you what their pronouns are and absolutely nothing fucking changes but then you gotta go and make a big deal out of it and then complain that it is affecting your life when all of this was caused by you anyway. Someone, please take a scan of their brain please because there is something going wrong in there.
Also, did anyone notice something from this post? When I was referencing a singular person, I could say they/them and it was still accurate 😮 WOW what a revelation! Who would have known that it is still grammatically correct and just valid in general to say they/them even when you reference one person. And listen, if you are going down to the comments to say “well I did realise because it is 100% wrong” I will personally fling you out of the planet. No joke. I will Mrs Trunchbull the shit out of you and throw you into the vacuum like your a spider on my wall. Just try me, bitch.
Lastly, this one is in regards to all the people I am planning to throw away and I know that you will have read to this point because I’m sure you are scrolling down to the comment section or to report me (honestly go right ahead because I’d love to knock some sense into you all, but also who the fuck gave you the right to go on my blog? Leave). If you aren’t one of these people, then thank you very much and while it is the bare minimum to accept and respect others, that is still amazing and we all are grateful for you! Now that the idiots are left, let me tell you something. Mind your own fucking business. Words can’t describe the disappointment I have in you and while you don’t know me, I sure as hell hope you know that everyone else around you that has a mind will feel the same way so fix whatever issues you have with yourself and do better.
You can still change and not everyone will forgive you but at least you then know that you are a better person. If you care about the “way it should be” you have some real issues and that is no excuse to take it out on others. Leave them alone because they are trying to live their best life and you are fucking that up. There is no argument you could make to say that there is a set way to live your life so shut your fucking mouth and listen to others because I don’t think you’re fit to think for yourself yet. The world doesn’t revolve around you. You are not correct. And if you make fun of someone for how they identify themself then you are one of the most shallow people and you need to change big time.
Oh, and as a quick side note which is also really important to add, THE BIBLE IS NO EXCUSE TO BE HOMOPHOBIC OR UNNACCEPTING OF ANYONE IN ANY WAY! If you are homophobic and read the bible, you are still fucking homophobic. If you have issues with the way people are and read the bible, you are still a bad person. So don’t even come at me with the bible verses shit because whether or not it’s real, it is not relevant or correct anymore, so take responsibility for your opinions and be better.
That may or may not have got a bit heated but I hope I got my point across. I haven’t posted in a while because life does be crazy, so maybe that’s why I had a bit of a rant. I’m also fucking exhausted which never helps, but I still stand by everything I just said. If you are someone who gets attacked or judged because of their pronouns, please do comment below and tell me if I said anything wrong or did anything wrong in this post because obviously I don’t know but I want to make everyone feel accepted. I hope you have a great day, stay safe and stay yourself PERIODT.
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Merry Christmas guys! I want to keep this post short and sweet because honestly who the fuck wants to read this on Christmas but if you are then I respect you and you a real one. But anyway lol I know this year has been kinda very shite but it’s nearly over and we made it through so well done! I also hope you all still have a great Christmas even though I know a lot of us haven’t really felt very Christmasy lately which I don’t really know why and is kind of a shame but like oh well. Hopefully, we’ll fit the vibe check on the day.
I’m not gonna say all the “it’s about giving not receiving” but like enjoying getting the gifts you deserve and earned. Don’t feel bad because you should be treated like royalty. Obviously, we all need to stay humble and be so grateful for what we get in life but know that as long as you react in the right way and focus on what is important, you can have nice things.
I also predict that a lot of you will be reading this at the end of the night when you have your annual Christmas cry and I want you to know that it’s ok and you aren’t a weirdo. Christmas most likely went perfectly and for whatever reason, you are crying for at the moment, it will pass and everyone is ok. Usually, for me, it’s kinda like your emotions catch up with you because you are just non-stop all day, or you have hyped it up so much in your head that you are sad that it’s gone and you have to go back to normal life. There is also the fact that you feel as though you may not have been perky all night and you kind of overthink about what you did or said. I have found we all get this crying surge at the end of Christmas and you are just standing there like “ok what the actual fuck is wrong with me? Why am I crying on Christmas?” But honestly, it’s normal and you’ll get through it eventually.
So I suppose I won’t keep you for much longer, but I hope you have an amazing day doing whatever it is you do on Christmas. Hopefully, it is all pretty much back to normal for you all and you get to enjoy something semi-normal this year. Let yourself enjoy this day and go out and have fun. Also here is a quick reminder for people who get really stressed out about presents and feeling bad because you don’t think you spent as much on them or gave as much as them, just know that they appreciate you so much and anything that shows you thought of them for even 1 second is probably so thrilled no matter what you give them. Don’t be so hard on yourself and I’m expecting to hear how your day went. I hope you have a great Christmas, stay safe and stay yourself PERIODT.
Let me set the scene for you real quick. It’s 4.30am. You’re at the airport. You’re at the back of a long line for a service that hasn’t even opened yet. An hour ago you were asleep or at least just woken up by your alarm so you kinda feel like you’re in some sort…
I know a lot of my posts are usually just for the shits and giggles and I try to make light of situations going on because that’s how I express my thoughts, but there is no way this could ever be flipped into some sort of joke. There is not one thing about this that…
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People who have read my blog before (are absolute legends) will know that I really kinda hate growing up not because I want to be a rebellious teen (like I am right now for sure) forever but because I don’t want to be responsible for myself and to work and do adult shit. It seems pretty stressful if you ask me, but I’ll not get too into that because you can read literally any of my other posts to find out. Today I want to switch it up a bit by telling you, and you can guess from the title, why it is good to grow up. Btw I’m literally still a teen so I don’t know why I’m acting so wise, I just want to talk about some of the things I believed as a kid that I’m glad I now know. And yeah I was very gullible so don’t judge me, I swear I’ve changed my ways.
First things first, I didn’t understand what it meant to be colourblind. So as a quick background check I need to say that my Dad is colour blind and… well that’s it. OH and I’m an idiot. So now you are all caught up let’s get back into the story. I think I was still in primary school, maybe I was 8, and I was very inquisitive, well at least on that day I was, and I randomly asked my dad what colours he was colour blind with (I don’t know if that is how you would say that but you get the point) and he was like “red and pink” and it might also be green but I’m not sure. Anyways, it was definitely red. So I sat back and was like “huh, pretty weird”, and being the bright child I was I looked at the red car in front of us and asked “so can you only see a floating number plate in front of us?” NO JOKE I SAID THAT and my dad being a dad he deadass said “yup” but then he started to laugh so I caught on but how fucking dumb am I! He should have just dropped me off at the side of the road and drove away because there must have been something wrong with me.
This next story also links back to my dad which kind of gives me rust issues because this man raised me to be one big joke. And he succeeded in that I suppose. This story starts in LA and I was probably 10 or a bit older. We went to get a wee drink for a cute boba place that was supposed to be good. I never had it before and didn’t get one because I was a bit sceptical. Why? I’ll tell you why. Because when I asked my dad what boba was he tells me that it is frogspawn. Yup, he told me that boba is literal frog spawn and from the point forward I was kind of traumatized. I now know that it is not true but I have yet to try it. I haven’t had boba despite the fact I know he was lying because that will always be in the back of my head and I don’t think I could cope with that. So while this is mostly from my dad, I think my immaturity made me more gulable. Thanks, dad
I have one last story that also links to things my dad made me believe and then I’m not gonna attack him for the rest of this post, but tbh this is on him. There is this photo of my mum and dad that they keep in their room which is them at a restaurant and I asked my dad where it was from. He told me it was from their honeymoon and I was like “cute” and moved on with my day. Then I think it was a few days later and I had been thinking about it, and with my absolutely wonderful imagination I came up with so many things that a honeymoon could be. So I asked my dad “is a honeymoon on an actual moon?” because that obviously makes a whole tonne of sense, and my dad said “yes”. But then I was like “well why does it say honey in the name?” and I kinda forget what he said but I’m sure it was something stupid. I just say that I did believe it for a while. Not years or anything but like for a week or two until I asked my mum and she told me the truth. I 100% believed my dad and I just thought that was where you went after you got married. To the literal honeymoon. I was very excited to go there one day when I was younger.
Another reason I’m glad to have moved on with life is the eyebrows. I could leave it there but I don’t want you to think I’m THAT self-centred blonde bitch who has nothing else to think about except makeup. I just want you to know that I was a whole different person when I had no eyebrows and I see a glimpse of said person every time I wake up. Thank god for needing glasses though am I right, so at least I can’t really see myself when I get up in the morning, at least not well. I know that I mention my love for eyebrows a lot (literally to the point this could become a beauty blog) but being able to date pictures and videos as BE (before eyebrows) and AE (after eyebrows) is not as fun as it seems. I wish I could be blessed with flawless eyebrows as soon as I wake up, but life isn’t fair sometimes.
Oh, and lastly before I leave, I’m glad I have matured and kinda become a new person (aka traumatized by life) because from 10BE to 1AE I was a deranged little shit. I was very crazy and outgoing and overly confident in some situations. I was acting like someone else to impress a boy and that isn’t even half of it. I was respectable and stuff, like I wasn’t rude, but I was pretending in order for some guy to like me. But now, in 5AE, I am single and socially awkward, mentally ill and tired of this shit…
Ok so maybe I don’t want to grow up. Maybe it’s overrated. Nah, I’m just joking, it’ll get better and it’ll work out in the end. Life is fucking crazy with, you know, the whole pandemic but it will go away eventually, I think (update: I am also now out of my 10 day quarantine yay!). If you liked this post then don’t forget to follow, like and comment on what you think about growing up. What do you like about it? What do you hate? Spill the tea because I love to hear it. It would also be great if you could leave a review because I want to know if I’m on the right path with my content and it would mean a lot to me. I hope you have a great day, stay safe and stay yourself PERIODT.
I don’t know what to call this feeling, but you know when you get a sudden realisation that this is in fact real life. Like you aren’t gonna start into a new season or a new episode of a show. You are just gonna start the next day with the same problems, the same things…
I don’t know if this is the social anxiety coming out of me right now but like for real I just let others decide who I am for real. Like it’s not that I’m fake, I’m just moldable? That sounds weird as fuck but like I will change my personality to suit the person I’m…
I’ve been off this blog for a while now so I thought I’d keep you updated on what I’ve been doing. Fuck all, to be honest, but one of the things that have wasted my time was watching Netflix, or more specifically, that one with the fucking long name called “the woman in the house…
I think that to start this post we need to figure out what the word “humour” really means. I’m no Oxford dictionary but in my opinion, it is the things we find funny and that we enjoy making/hearing jokes about. Nothing fancy just a basic bitch definition. I guess now that is out of the way, we can start to get into it. I will also mention some of the ones that I would fit myself into which I suppose is multiple but we can all relate at some points. Don’t forget to tell us in the comment section what sense of humour you have.
We are all familiar with what dark humour is, but for all the idio- people out there I will explain. It’s basically when you find things that are supposed to be serious, and are quite morbid, to be funny. It can also be quite smart and well thought through despite the fact it was off the cuff and that makes it a bit worrying because you may find it funny but you also like “oh shit is this person ok” or “oh shit is this person going to kill me”. But at that point, it is a judgement call and in my experience, it’s just a coping mechanism.
I will now give you all a few examples which I actually am scared might offend someone in some way. Not as in they are gonna be offensive but like I don’t want people to be like “that was really disrespectful” or some shit. But THAT IS DARK HUMOUR and you better get over yourself bitch!
Where did sally go when the bomb went off? everywhere.
This is just a general statement, but like if someone were to hurt themselves then someone with a dark sense of humour would laugh. Like it do be funny though. Kids be falling and tripping for no god damn reason
This example isn’t a phrase either but it’s from a video and literally makes me piss myself because it’s so funny but there is this video of this blind girl who is talking with this news presenter and they are talking about everything the girl has achieved in her life and the presenter goes “is there anything you can’t do” just because she is so amazing and the girl dead ass says “see”
This humour is my cuppa tea but it’s also a wee bit risky if I say so myself. Like you gotta be careful who you say this too. It can sometimes come with a little bit of truth and may actually expose yourself a wee bit too but the added risk is fun I suppose. But what is it? It’s basically just saying something but not really meaning it. I guess you know what sarcasm is and it’s basically that but making it. It’s an art form, to be honest (that was kind of an example of sarcasm but like it’s also hard to get across in text so it takes a bit of expression and tone as well. Don’t ask me why I am developing this shit so much). This is my go-to when it comes to joking with friends and to be honest it makes up my whole personality trait to the point that it isn’t humour anymore, it’s just down-right sad.
Yeah but enough of that I suppose. Let’s get into a few wee examples. To be honest, they make up the majority of my posts because I just find everything a joke, for example, my life, and this can also slot into another sense of humour that I mention later. These are also kinda one-liners and a bit situational so like you kinda had to be there so like if you don’t find them funny please don’t attack me because I will in fact cry 🙂
Friend “can you help me with something” Me “no…” *stare at each other awkwardly like the 2 spidermen guys*
Me “do you know what I literally so much?” Friend “what?” Me “you” *stare at each other awkwardly like the 2 spidermen guys* again
I’m so fucking lucky my friends get my humour or else I’d literally have nobody in my life right now lol. Like I sound like such a bitch but I swear it is all in good taste
To be fair, what is actual humour? Like I guess it’s the classics like knock-knock jokes (despite the fact they’re shite) but like people might not find that humour. Well, I actually don’t really give a fuck and don’t want to talk about that so let’s get into it. This is the basic bitch, default setup, awkward laugh combo platter and if this is your main sense of humour you are either lying or a granny who has been desensitised by the crap jokes they put on the kids shows you are basically forced to watch all day.
So I guess I’ll give a few but you already know what they are gonna be basically. You don’t have to be a genius to know these and it takes literally one brain cell to understand – knock knock who’s there? Interrupting cow Interrupting cow wh- MOOOOOOOO – Knock knock Who’s there? Boo Boo who? Well, there is no need to cry about it!
It’s literally so obnoxious ad stupid. It’s literally so unfunny and painful to listen to that you have nothing else to do by laughing. It is just pain
Watch out for these people because behind every self-deprecating joke is some truth. Like you can laugh but also keep an eye out for them lol. I do admit this is another go-to for me and is always easy to do when you hate yourself 😮 (Pulled a wee sneaky one on you). Sadly enough though a lot of people find it funny and use it often. Like we all laugh at something and make the same joke but then all just look around awkwardly like “we really are fucked up aren’t we”. It’s a bonding experience though, also a coping mechanism, but bonding nonetheless. It’s so simple too like it’s sad that we can literally make anything into a self-deprecating joke.
So now for examples, but I feel like I should also address those bitches who use it for attention. Like they will just out of the blue be like “uh I’m so ugly today lol” and then act sad until someone says “awk no you’re beautiful”. NO! I literally hate that and there is a pretty fucking obvious difference so don’t even try to get yourself out of it if you do that sometimes.
*in some random video an ogre walks down the street (not Shrek though, obviously he’s a babe)* Me “ok but who took that video of me?”
This next example is literally me the other day and I’m kinda mad about the actual situation but it was a pretty good self-deprecating joke: *me literally gets hit in the head by a bottle the idiots in our school are throwing* Me – what the actual fuck! Concussed question mark? (yes I say question mark) * me also goes on to tell people about how I’ve literally had so many head injuries in my lifetime* Me – maybe that’s why I’ve got a big ass forehead?!
Me – *does one thing wrong* also me – I literally hate myself so much
Sometimes you just gotta take one for the team, ya know? Sacrifice your life for Pakistan GRAPE!
This is an exclusive package that you actually get when you become a teacher. Like that bitch is limited edition and we all gotta respect that as soon as we go into their classroom. Surely they are aware that they can’t make a joke like I can’t make sense of their class. Surely they know that we aren’t over here pissing ourselves and barely being able to breathe because their joke was funny. We just tryna get outta doing work/don’t want to get shouted at. Like I barely heard what you said but if I see the slightest smirk on your face I’m gonna laugh like you just turned into fucking Kevin Hart. You better know I’ll be rolling on the floor.
But seriously though, teachers laugh at everything and joke about everything so we out here getting abs with all the fake laughing we gotta do. Just look at some of these examples:
In my chemistry class my teacher was telling us how to remember the difference between Cations and anions and to be fair they were pretty helpful tips but she thought she was absolutely hilarious. She was like “cations has cat in it and cats are paw-sitive lol, and then anions are like onions and they make you cry, so they are negative” and we just looking at her like ha yeah.
Just any time they mention anything about how they would leave their job if not for something else. Like you are literally kind of a bit hurt because they be like “I wish I could just run away and live on a beach where I would never have to work here again haha” or “I would love to do *some other job* but I guess i’m just here lol”. Like damn what the fuck. So we just gotta laugh here to bring the mood back up. Like god damn just teach us some maths so we can get the fuck out of here.
They always gotta do the demonic laugh as well where they like chuckle but like you can see in their eyes that they are crying out for help and literally hate everything. They have good intentions though and for me, it’s usually just a pity laugh.
This is quite similar to sarcastic humour but, if you are an expert like me, you will know the difference. Basically, the difference is that sarcastic humour is kinda more chillaxed and off the cuff, but with anti-joke humour, it’s probably more planned out and thought about. It might have a bit of a delayed laugh as well because obviously, you are expecting a joke but then it’s pretty much just a fact. Oh and yeah that reminds me, an anti-joke is basically setting something up as you would a joke and then the punchline is just matter-of-fact. I’ll give examples obviously but that’s what it is. And if I’m gonna be honest with you, the people who have this as the humour they come up with a lot are probably going through some shit. Like I find it funny and a lot of others do but can never really come up with one and say it in the right way unless I’m in one of my “low patches”. No attack on anyone by the way. I suppose another form of anti-joke is just one that wasn’t intended to be funny but then the way you said it or the way you timed it was just perfect and I respect that tbh.
I’m gonna go into examples now obviously, I mean why do I find the need to say that every fucking time I’m pretty sure that you have got that already. But yeah the first one that I am gonna say is something kinda shocking and I only found out about it a few days ago and it kinda fucked my mind a wee bit.
Why did the chicken cross the road? To get to the other side.
What has 2 legs and bleeds a lot? Half a cat
What’s white and can’t climb a tree? A fridge
Like they are so fucking stupid and like so fucking random but I don’t know why that literally cracks me up. I think it’s just so funny because it literally isn’t funny whatsoever and you kinda just end up looking at the other person in the eyes as you both question how your life led up to this one moment.
“Too Far” Humour
This humour actually bugs me and I feel as though it can also be called “that one popular kid who sits in the back of the class and try to make everyone laugh but really he is a dick and people are just scared of him/want to impress him” humour but that’s a wee bit too long. What I find hilarious about it though is whenever you grow up and so does everyone else but they are the same idiot they were 4 years ago so now when they make a joke literally nobody gives a shit and just looks at them in disgust and you feel embarrassed for them. There is a group of people in my school like that and I just don’t think they’ve got rid of that god-complex yet and they haven’t accepted the fact that literally, nobody likes them lol. But back to talking about the “too far” humour. This is basically where they make jokes about things that aren’t meant to be joked about. Not like dark humour where it is still innocent and doesn’t hurt anyone, but when they joke about stuff that is literally offensive and disrespectful.
Me – *plays football/breathes* idiot man – ShOuLdN’t YoU bE iN tHe KiTcHeN?! ahahahah Go MaKe Me A sAnDwIcH (this applies to literally any ‘joke’ like that)
Just joking around with your friends and then they go too far and talk about something actually personal to you and is a sensitive topic. Like I have heard guys in the back of our class talking and then they would be like “well at least I know my dad” or sometimes they would be straight up racist. Like maybe that’s a ‘guy thing’ but still that sounds fucked up.
These are the kinda jokes that make other generations think we are snowflakes but literally we are just respectful and more of an understanding person. Like they say it isn’t that deep but it kinda is. Just because it might not have offended anyone in this room, doesn’t mean it isn’t offensive.
I actually had one of my friends tell me a story the other day about how she was literally gas-lighted by her parents, but like in a funny innocent way, and it really just cracked me up tbh. Obviously, in some cases, it isn’t funny but just whenever someone is so gullible that they fall for shit so easily makes me actually die. I’m quite a gullible bitch myself and I have another friend who is as well and the fact it is so easy to trick them is just priceless. They never learn and you kinda make fun of them after which is the gas-lighting part but ah well lol. Do I feel like a shitty person afterwards? Yup. Do I do it to everyone? Fuck no. Do I use too many rhetorical questions? Hell yeah.
Before I give these examples I just want to say that they may sound like the dumbest shite ever but it was just an “at the moment” type thing so don’t even be judging me.
So the story with my friend and her parents was that she was asking to go to a party and they were like “fine but you will have to take a breathalizer when you get home”. They had like police friends and all that shit so he had easy access. So she was like “fine” and then went to the party. She was proper raging and to be fair she did still drink and was willing to face the consequences when they came. So she got back home and her parents were like “right then, how much did you drink” and she was like “I only had 2 cups” and they were like “ok, bye”. She was proper fuming like what the hell was happening. They just let her go yet she was freaking out about it for ages and trying to figure out how to trick the system or some shit and tgen they just started laughing at her because they couldn’t believe she actually believed it. Like her whole family were pissing themselves because she thought she was actually about to be breathalized. Kinda funny I must admit
This next story is one where I was the person being laughed at and my sister literally brings it up every fucking second of the day even 6 years after it happened. So we had juts got a puppy (a miniature schnauzer to be exact) and we loved that hoe. We were already wanting to get another and my mum who had not even liked dogs that much (what a fucking weirdo) actually loved our dog. So then one day when I was going home from some sort of club type thing, my older sister was really excited and she was like “we got another puppy!” and I was like “actually fuck off do you really expect me to believe that” and she kept going on about the fact it was the truth. That bitch deserved an oscar because I started to believe her. I knew in the back of my head that it was obviously a lie but I wanted it to be true so bad that I believed it. Then we got home and was like I’m catch this hoe red handed. There is definitely no fucking dog in this house. Then she ran outside to our dog’s bit of the garden and then came back with this minature schnauzer in her hands and it was really small so I went up to see it. Tell me why this bitch was holding a fucking statue? I really started to pet a fucking piece of clay. She really did me dirty there.
I can never really get this type of humour down but I find it really funny whenever it fails and works. Intricate humour is when someone makes a joke and it is kind of factual, or it just has so many layers to it. Like your friend might be building it up like a fucking house and then they drop the wrecking ball and, if timed right, it is hilarious. Sometimes you kinda zone out and wake up once they are laughing at their own joke, but if you manage to listen, it is usually actually good. Another type of intricate joke is one that takes you a second to think about, but like not to the point where it is just dumb and you do a pity laugh. I never really have the brains or the effort to do that shit but sometimes it comes easy to you and you can’t miss that opportunity. There might have been something you and your friend heard or witnessed one week and then one or two weeks later you bring that into the joke it just makes it fucking hilarious.
It always makes me do that silent laugh aka my favourite type of laugh. I swear there have been times where I have been silent laughing for so long that I actually got really scared because I physically could not breathe.
There was this one that I remember so vividly from my first year in high school and I was in my geography class. I sat at the back next to this guy and his friend sat in front of me so they would always be talking about the most random shit. I would usually zone out but there was a faze where they just insulsted each other in the weirdest ways. I am pretty sure they actually didn’t like each other lol. Anyways, one of the insults I heard was one of the most stupid and most unfunny thing ever but literally cracks me up. He says “I hope you turn into a fish and swim backwards” and as if that wasn’t bad enough, he goes on to explain why that’s a bad thing. Btw it’s because the water will go into their gills and like kil them or some shit like that. I just remember how I was so disappointed in that joke and everything about it that I found it hilarious.
Tbh I don’t really have any other examples because they are usually more inside jokes and like you had to be in a certain situation to get them and actually find them funny, but if you guys have any examples please do comment them down below.
We can’t deny that we all have this type of humour. I suppose it kinda fits under all of these other types of humour, but to be more specific it is the jokes you make that flop really bad or you instantly regret and for the rest of your life you will be reminded of it every single time you try to sleep. I suppose it also includes stuff that you just find embarrassing but people still make fun of you for. Some may call that bullying but just don’t be like that lol. That shit stings though and literally catches you so off guard that it really isn’t necessary. It is literally painful and to be fair my whole life is one big insomniac joke. Like I just replay that shit in my head from the day I was birthed to that very moment. Like it really just is not necessary and I know that nobody remembers that it happened but I know that it did and it was not ok.
And just as soon as you either forget about it or convince yourself that nobody even remembers it somebody gotta ruin the mood and bring it up again so you are never able to get over that trauma. But now to bring it up again myself… I’m gonna have to talk to my therapist about this aren’t I?
I hopped that this information would get locked up somewhere for the rest of my life, but since none of you really know who I am I guess I’ll just relate it to, oh I don’t know, THE WHOLE FUCKING INTERNET. So anyways, I used to go to ballet. Yup, I was a little ballet bitch. But that didn’t work out for me andy you will find out why. I was quite young when this happened. Maybe 5 or 6? But me and the rest of the class had just been misbehaving or like wasting too much time so our teacher was getting pissed off. The thing was I desperatily needed the toilet, but seeing her anger and being the anxious little girl I was, I just stayed quiet. I was like nope, not today bitch. So I just held it. That was, of course, until I couldn’t. Yep, you guessed it, I pissed myself in front of my whole entire class and I actually hate myself. And then my teacher was like “why didn’t you just ask to go”. Girl, you know why! Now clean up my piss. My twin still bullies me to this day.
My first year of high school I was ready to be a whole new person. I was ready to be everyones friend and just the best person ever. So any opportunity I found to get out there I would take. Well there was only one time and I never tried again, but you’ll understand why. So I tried to run for the class president (1st downfall) or whatever the fuck it’s called and that meant I had to go up to the front of the class and tell everyone why they should vote for me. I had a whole plan in my head, no script or prep at all, but I had a goal. So I went up to the front of the class thinking I was gonna be the class clown and everyone would want to be my friend. Mind blank. Complete fucking mind blank. But I remembered one thing after blabbering about the dumbest shit ever and it was something that I thought was really good. Then I say it. Deadass it was the dumbest shit that has ever come out of my mouth. I hate myself so much for it and I swear that was the source of my social anxiety. From that moment onwards I would no longer communicate with anyone outside of my small bubble (aka my family). It is obvious to say I didn’t not get class president.
For those that doesn’t know, inuendo is basically when one thing sounds or means the same thing as another thing, but like somebody intends the play on words for comedic use. I always find this hilarious especially whenever it wasn’t intended and when the person who said it doesn’t even realise that makes it even more hilarious. I have one friend who is either too mature or we are just immature so she tends to say a lot of things that sound like something else. Usually quite inappropriate stuff but it is so funny because it’s just unexpected and you can tell they didn’t mean it to sound like it did. It’s also the look on the persons face whenever they have possessed it in their head and the look of disappointment is just so funny. To be fair I have never really heard of a person whose go to jokes were inuendos unless it’s some sort of creepy old guy wth a beer belly. Sorry if that is your sense of humour but that’s just been my experience. I also feel like if it was intended then it isn’t funny because they just try too hard but that’s honestly true with all jokes kind of
I’m gonna try and give a few examples but at the moment I can only think of inappropriate ones and Im not sure what type of demographic I’m working with here but to be fair if they are still reading y this point it is a wee bit late. I think I’ll just try to find ones that are more of just a pun
I had to break the rhythm of the titles because I just couldn’t bring myself to call it dad humour. I guess I could have called it desperate humour but I’ll not be rude. Honestly though is there much I can say about this? It’s just a classic bad joke with like the worst timing. To be honest there is never a good time for a dad joke. They just make me laugh so much because it’s clever but also so unnecessary. It’s seeing your dads face afterwards as well because they are so proud of themselves and you feel bad for not laughing so you just laugh disappointedly. I have to admit though that whenever I come up with one myself I am really proud of myself. Like I don’t know why it’s just so rewarding cause it isn’t always easy. It’s really just an at the moment type situation.
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Please let me tell you that I am in fact a girl! I am not some man that is about to start slabbering about how women are supposed to make everyone a fucking sandwich and look after their kids while the man is at war. I also want to say that this is light-hearted and…
I’m sorry, but between my last post and this one, we have literally gone through a war. That’s not even a joke sadly enough. Corona is kinda fading away (except the Queen has joined the Corona Club) but then we gotta keep the drama alive so we start into world war 3! Sounds like a…
From the perspective of a 16-year-old girl, I would have to say yes, texts are a ticking time bomb. Call me old fashioned, but honestly, I don’t trust that shit. They are so unpredictable. Now I could lie to you and say that is the reason I don’t text people much, but the plain truth…
If you are like me, an overthinker, you will most likely understand this question immediately. And no, the answer is a little more complicated than 22. I swear if I get a comment like that I will literally erase my existence. Anyways, for those who don’t really get what I mean, let me tell you.
What comes after 21? A question I have always asked myself since I started my anxious life. I mean for every birthday until then there has been significant. There is the actual day of your birth, which is big for obvious reasons, you’ve got 10 when you finally go into the double digits, 13 you are a teen, 17 you can learn to drive, 18 you can legally drink (in the UK), 20 you are no longer a teen, and while 21 is bigger in the USA because they can legally drink now, it is still counted as a milestone birthday around the world. But then what? Not to be morbid or anything but the next big day is your… death day. Yes, you have the 30s, 40s, 50s and so on, but that’s basically just a “well done for still breathing”. Nothing big changes in your life. It isn’t life some things become open to you that may not have been before. Except for a nursing home, or an over 50’s workout class. I mean that isn’t even a joke.
At the moment the only things I have to look forward to are the ‘level ups’ in life because when I turn 17 I can drive, when I turn 18 I can sign up for the police and legally drink, but then what? What will I look forward to doing? What will I look out the window in awe and dream of the time when I can do the same. I mean I’m sorry but I’m not looking forward to free bus cards (well, maybe a little). Life as an adult already seemed so depressing to me but now that you don’t really have any set goals, what do you have? I suppose you can always make goals of your own, but if you are unmotivated like me, it can be hard to stick to those and actually make goals that are reachable. I would only be setting myself up for failure.
I suppose it isn’t the birthday milestones that are gonna be the tragedy of life as an adult. Like I don’t find the fact that we won’t be squirming in bed on the night before our birthday to be depressing. It’s just that having something to look forward to learning and doing is kind of the only thing that gets me up in life. Even if that thing will inevitably be disappointing, it was fun to dream of it before then. For example, I always couldn’t wait to go to high school because we would learn so much more interesting and relevant stuff and I could revise which would mean I would have less time being bored (I don’t know where I got that logic from but I actually did think that) and then I got to high school and ended up having the worst experience of my life which led to being looking forward to leaving it.
Another thing I couldn’t wait for was getting a job. To earn my own money, do an interview, meet new people, have exciting experiences, to be independent. And as most things go, I ended up hating it. After the first week that amazement fizzled out and I realised that the general public is pieces of stuck up shit (I was a waitress) and the people I worked with (only a select few I suppose) were assholes who made my life hell. Make sure to check out my other post which talks more about that horror of waitressing here and here. But anyway, that was another thing that I dreamed of doing, and when it came the magic was gone. I always guessed it would happen but that didn’t make the thought of it less magical.
It’s things like that I am scared to finish. Having so many firsts, being excited to start new things, reaching milestones you thought of as a kid. I suppose there is marriage and kids if that is what you want but after that what is there? Retirement? I really don’t want to end up looking forward to that because I want a job I love and enjoy waking up to every day. But if I don’t look forward to retirement then what can I dream about? Yes, I know this is a depressing fucking topic and I feel like a bunch of adults are gonna read this like “I don’t even have a fucking clue” and spin-off into an existential crisis, but it is just a genuine question. Like just because I can’t see anything important, doesn’t mean that there isn’t because I could be wrong. Maybe having a clean slate for your future and being able to do anything LEGAL that you want is freeing. I don’t know? But at the moment I am 16 and I don’t have many milestones left and that terrifies me. A lot of things scare me to be fair but this one is harder to disprove.
So am I wrong? Adults, please do tell me that I am. Are birthdays just not important and now it is just what happens in between? I really do hope I am wrong and I guess age is just a number but also a fucking important number as well. I think I might make another post on that because yes age is a number, but it isn’t JUST a number is it? Oh well, comment down below if you would like a post about that because I actually just came u with a few good ideas for that. Follow so that you get notified when I post about that in the near future and like if you enjoyed this page of existentialism. I hope you have a great day, stay safe and stay yourself PERIODT.
This could possibly be my most dumb fucking post because I know I’m about to sound like I’m some sort of old bitch who just discovered the internet, but honestly, I just think of a lot of random crap and I like to share it, whether you like it or not. I mean, if you…
Now please don’t think I’m some sort of alien conspiracy bitch, like I understand that plants are a living thing because I went to school (not in the USA) and did biology (again, not in the USA) so I would say I know a thing or two. I also think about things too much which…
POV: it’s Saturday. You are with a friend on the train and because we are so spontaneous we say “hey, why don’t we go to Botanic instead?”. You feel crazy because you are now getting off one stop later, what a rush. You go around and live the quirky life you desired as you shop…
What do I mean when I say “Emotion comes in shades”? No, I don’t associate colours with certain feelings, what I mean is that emotions aren’t so black and white. There are layers, different forms of emotions. It’s more deep than just sad, happy or confused. And I think that is what people find difficult when they feel something that they can’t quite describe because they feel different, or in a sense, weird. And I am no therapist, but I’m a human, so I know that when I say emotions be crazy I am telling the truth. Let me develop this a bit more.
I, like many people, have mental struggles, and I am lucky enough to get therapy. And one thing I have heard my mum say is that when I am struggling or feeling a bit down, there are two attitudes, or personalities, that can come from it. I can either be really defensive or as she would say “edgy”, in the way that I don’t let people come near me to comfort me, or I can be more ‘small’ or as I describe it, melty. I guess that means I am just more timid and kind of as if puppy eyes were a personality. Like I don’t know why but kind of as though I act really young again, like a child who isn’t feeling well and just wants a cuddle. I mean I will never reach out in that way but I get that sort of personality. But basically, those are two ‘shades’ of anxiety that I can have. I suppose there are more, maybe they blend in together at some point, but like a lot of shades, it’s hard to distinguish between them until you take a step back and look at the big picture.
I think this way of seeing emotions could also be helpful to kind of understand how you can approach someone with a certain emotion. You may not know just by talking to them, but if you were to ask them something like in my example “do you feel edgy or melty right now” and then you know whether to give them space or a hug. Obviously, that doesn’t solve it and it does require them to talk which they may not want, but it could really help. If you had a secret code or something to signal that you are sad, but in an “I just watched a sad video and I’ll be fine” way, or an “I’m finding it hard to balance everything and so many bad things are happening now” way. I think that could really help.
And I feel as though people who see the emotion in a black and white type of way can be passive and almost unhelpful in a sense when it comes to the emotions of others and their own. Because if you were to ask someone “Hey are you ok?” or something along those lines, and they just replied with “meh, I’m fine”, then a “black and white” perspective would make them think that they are just neutral, nothing is wrong. But if you were to ask them “fine meaning what?” then they might eventually admit they are fine as in barely holding on, then you can be there for them. It is most likely it isn’t even the person’s fault because they were raised with a “black and white” perspective and they don’t really know any different, but you can learn and that is the best thing to do. It doesn’t matter if that was you in the past because you couldn’t help it, but if you try to understand and maybe listen more about it, you can see that “fine” or “happy” or “anxious” can mean multiple different things.
And I don’t mean that in the sense that you shouldn’t even bother asking because there are so many layers to it and you can’t even be bothered trying to work out what it is they are feeling and how you can help them with that. I mean it as in you should take what they say with a grain of salt because there is more behind it than you might think. They may not even know it themselves until they really think for a second. Obviously, you don’t have to over-analyse everyone’s responses but it can help to know if they are feeling some way in a jokey sense, or in a more serious sense.
I think it could also help you. Not for helping out others, but for reassuring yourself that what you are feeling is ok and normal. Sometimes I may feel some way and when I get asked how I felt, I don’t know what to say. Maybe I was angry but sad and ‘melty’ or maybe I was happy but ‘edgy’. Because it is so hard to describe how you feel with just “good” or “bad” because emotions are so complex but they are what make us human. The colours make life more interesting and sometimes scary, but you know that at the end of the day we all recognize the shades we see. Sometimes the hardest part is just accepting it and recognizing its beauty.
I hope this post made sense to you all and got you thinking a little bit. I suppose this was a deep post but I enjoyed it and hope you did too. If it did then don’t forget to like, follow and comment down below. I hope you have a great day, stay safe and stay yourself PERIODT.
This post is gonna come off as fucking cheeky and kind of playing with American stereotypes, but I want to make it clear to you now that I 100% mean it. So, sorry I guess but it has to be done. To be fair though, when was there ever a need for you to learn…
Sometimes when I am writing a new post I sometimes look at myself in the mirror and wonder what the fuck I’m even talking about. What genre is this? I would say comedy but then again I don’t want to seem cocky and I don’t even know if people understand my humour. I would also…
Maybe it’s because I have no skills of my own but like I don’t understand the hype of the Guinness book of world records because the only thing it did was make me confused at why the drink my dad loves is making a book? Like… make it make sense. It’s kinda cool I guess…
Being frustrated is a vicious cycle because frustration pretty much feeds off frustration. Like when you wake up and you are annoyed by the way the bed covers feel, you get frustrated cause you just like “fuck” and you know it’s gonna be a bad day. And there literally isn’t any way to control it or just get over it. You just end up having a shitty day and know that so when you get frustrated at literally nothing, you are literally thinking to yourself “why am I even annoyed by this because it is literally no big deal”.
Even when it is something you do every day, or something that happens regularly, it just is so much worse and you feel like actually crying. This was me the other day when I came up with this blog post. Like everything enraged me even though I am actually quite a chill person. All my friends would probably say that to be fair, but I kinda have to admit that I can be a bad bitch if I need to. Like I was saying to my mum how the police were in talking to our class today and I’m really excited to join the police now because there are so many opportunities. And here my mum goes on talking about that it is great because you’re not very intimidating or like loud or anything so there might be better jobs for you too. Here was me bloody flabbergasted. My mum doesn’t even know me. If the situation calls for it, I will pop off. I can shout, I can be intimidating. Don’t try me bitch because I can change it up in here real quick. I’ll flip that personality that a pancake before I let you shout at me.
I got off on a bit of a tangent there but what I was trying to say was that I had a really frustrating day and normal things bugged me. Like if the teacher wasn’t making any sense that day, or the fact they are a very talkative person, I would nearly be in tears because I just want to shout. Let’s say the teacher wasn’t explaining it well even though there was such an easy way to explain it, or she would just keep repeating herself over and over again, I would literally be squirming in my seat. Because obviously I can’t say anything because that’s just fucking rude, but having to sit through that would irritate me so much. And usually, I would just zone out and not give 2 shits but some days it really hits different.
I have to admit it is quite a good indicator that I might be having my period within the next few days (not to enforce the stereotype). I guess that explains it and makes it feel a bit less like I’m just losing my fucking mind but I could do without it, to be honest.
The worst thing that can happen when you are having a frustrating day is having to walk a dog that is literally sniffing every blade of grass that they walk past as if they somehow became sherlock holmes, so you can’t even walk undisturbed. WALKS ARE SUPPOSED TO BE RELAXING like I walk to try and stop the frustration but then this cute, fluffy spawn of satan just does your head in. I swear I look like an insane, mentally unstable person because by the end of my walk I am doing the slow turn around with the face of anger. Like you know what I mean. When you are so fed up that you want to scream but like you can’t because they will probably take your dog from you and it also is just weird to shout in public. I mean I love my dog with my whole heart but I would be lying if I said I never felt like dropping her leash and just running off into the distance. She probably wouldn’t notice anyway because she’s TOO FUCKING BUSY LOOKING AT A PILE OF DIRT.
But yeah, I suppose to sum it up, when you get frustrated once, you just gotta wait until you go to bed that night because there is no way to get rid of that bitch. Like it’s a tough road and it happens but at least for some, there is a more obvious reason. Just one of those things I suppose. Please don’t forget to comment down below what you think about frustration. Hopefully, you see my point about frustration being frustrating. Also, like and follow for more posts like this (it can get quite mental) and I’ll see you next time. I hope you have a great day, stay safe and stay yourself PERIODT
Can people please just get over it and wise up because it just isn’t that hard bitch. Firstly I’d like to say that my pronouns are she/her and I’m straight so I can’t really speak of experience but I want to talk from the perspective of just an accepting human being which is literally the…
I’m not really an angry person if I’m gonna be honest and although this doesn’t really make me that angry, it gets me in that manic laughing phase which is kinda fucking scary. Like you know that point where you just look at someone who just said something to you and you don’t have any…
Talk about a merry fucking Christmas because I just found out something that has blown me away. It has been released before Christmas but I am only getting around to talking about this now because I wanted to spread out the happiness across this December. So without further ado, let’s talk about what the fuck…
What is the butterfly effect? It is the theory that even a tiny event, like a butterfly flapping its wings, can have a large impact in the future, like a hurricane. A lot of people also call it “the domino effect” because, as you know, when you hit one domino down, it hits them all down after it.
But why am I talking about this today? It is a bit random, isn’t it? Like, it has been talked about so much when people are trying to be motivating or shit. They’ll be like “a smile can make someones day” and all that shit, but in this post, I just want to quickly dive into my brain about what I think about the butterfly effect and tell you something I only just started to realise and think about in terms of the butterfly effect. It will get pretty wild so I suppose this is a warning for an existential crisis. So take that information as you will and either keep reading or maybe go check out one of my other posts.
When I think about the butterfly effect, I always think of it in some motivational way at first. Like it makes me feel like I make a difference but then that can lead to a lot of overthinking about how it can make the world worse and shit so I guess it isn’t that motivational lol. But when I think about it, I prefer focusing on how fucking complex and amazing it is. I have to admit I do believe in it. I don’t see it as much of a theory as I do a fact and to be honest, I am not sure if this is a theory but either way I think it is true. I mean it doesn’t mean that I do things intentionally like blinking and standing back like “damn, I just stopped global warming” because that’s just a fucking lie, but I kinda think that some stuff was meant to be and like if even some small events were different then this world would be completely different.
I don’t know if you have seen that one Simpsons episode where Homer makes a time machine with a toaster and he goes to a time where there are dinosaurs and weird shit and then he kills a bug or something and then when he thinks he went back to his normal home, the world was completely different and people had fucking lizard tongues and doughnuts fell from the sky. Obviously, that last one might be a bit far fetched but I guess I believe the whole concept that one minor change could make the future completely different. And I suppose if we use the killing the bug idea that it throws the food chain off a bit. Like maybe one bird was gonna eat it but then obviously couldn’t so may die or have to go somewhere else and then maybe something happens at the new place that wouldn’t have happened if the bird stayed at the old place. That would take a long time to make a big difference I suppose but let’s talk about more relevant things. And by the way, this is where it is gonna get deeper!
The event that I have been thinking about that was a great example of the butterfly effect is when gravity was discovered or learned about when an apple fell on Newton’s head. Like what are the fucking chances of that. The apple would have to fall at a specific time in the exactly right place. Newton was the perfect person to get hit with and he chose to sit in the exact right spot. I mean gravity would have been “discovered” at some point but the fact it happened when it did probably changed everything we knew and know today and advanced so many things. Like if it was only discovered a few years ago, what would the world be like, what would we be taught in school? Would a lot of things be designed or explained differently? The event that shaped the world of since was a bloody coincidence. It would have to be perfect timing in every sense of the word, from the time the tree was planted to the time that Newton woke up that day.
It is crazy how things like that happen. It kinda makes you think it was meant to be but again it is all just the butterfly effect. There wasn’t someone who had planned this to happen all along but there was one event that caused all that. There was a random ass tree that people walked past every day never knowing that it would change science, and there was a mistake made in a lab that created penicillin which has saved so many fucking lives. Probably saved the lives of so many influential people who, if penicillin didn’t exist, would be dead and wouldn’t have impacted the world like they did. Like Abraham Lincon, helping free the slaves, or the wright brothers creating the first successful plane, and even David Attenborough who has helped spread awareness about the planet and how everything works. Like it is so mental when you actually think about it.
There are probably things in your life that you may not think about but have actually completely changed the person that you are. Maybe one negative thing someone said to you spiralled into some low self-esteem but made you stronger and more confident later on because you grew from that and were able to figure things out that may have been ignored or missed if you hadn’t gone through what you did. Like Lady Gaga who got bullied in school. Obviously, that type of stuff isn’t good, but who would she be today if she didn’t go through that? Would she still be the confident, uplifting, fantastically talented person that she is today? I don’t know but I would guess not. Was it that type of stuff that broke her down and allowed her to build herself into the amazingly empathetic, down-to-earth amazing person ever? Yep. Everything that happens will make you into the person that you are to become and although it may not be good now, you may become someone’s idol or reason for life.
That got kinda deep and motivational and I was kinda aiming for more of a shock factor kind of existential crisis shit but that’ll do I guess. Don’t forget to like, follow and comment on what you think about the butterfly effect. I hope you have a great day, stay safe and stay yourself PERIODT.
Merry Christmas guys! I want to keep this post short and sweet because honestly who the fuck wants to read this on Christmas but if you are then I respect you and you a real one. But anyway lol I know this year has been kinda very shite but it’s nearly over and we made…
Humans haven’t evolved for shit, well not in the way I would like. I would warn all the Ross Gellers, or people who actually understand this topic, to beware because this may cost you a few brain cells, but I do want to add I am not a Karen and I do believe in evolution,…
I know this isn’t something you like to hear but it is true, your parents were 99.9% right. Not about everything, definitely not, but they were about this one thing that they told you when you were literally a foetus sized human being. And what is that? Well, do you remember when they would say “you can be whatever you want when you grow up”? That is what they are 99.9% right about. You can literally be whatever the fuck you want in this world and I can prove it to you. I didn’t intend this post to be so motivating but if it helps you in any way then I am happy.
Why are they so right when they say we can be whatever we want to be when we are older? Did they secretly become psychic or just got lucky? Well, I can’t speak for all families I guess, but in my family, they were making an educated guess. Obviously, they couldn’t predict what I would be but they knew that if I tried hard enough then, with their support, I could be anything. But the motivation and family aspects aren’t really what I am here to talk about today. Not all families have a great support system and are willing and able to give their kids the life they deserve. I’m talking literally and I’m talking facts bitch.
You can quite literally be whatever the fuck you wanna be. You can become famous for literally anything. Don’t believe me? You can join all the bloody “great British…” shit and earn a living if you win or just take part in any way. I’m sure there are equivalents depending on where you live but if we use this one alone the possibilities are endless. There is the Great British Bake Off, the Great British Sewing Bee, the Great British Gardening Show (I don’t know the exact name of that one but you get my point). All 3 of the shows I just listed are so fucking random and different from each other and there are probably other shows for everything in between. Cooking, surviving on a desert island, being sexy beside a pool, watching TV. All of the things that I just listed actually make people rich and famous. Maybe that isn’t the goal you intended but you can still make a bloody living from that shit.
Maybe being on TV isn’t your thing. Maybe becoming famous isn’t your goal. That doesn’t even matter because we as humans are so bloody lazy and we are willing to pay others to do the things we can’t be arsed to do or learn how to do. You can wash people’s windows, wait in a line for them, be a bodyguard, deliver people’s food or drive them places. I mean that is only like 0.00001% of things out there that you can do and when you really think about what the aim of each job is, it sounds bloody ridiculous. Let’s say a photographer. Obviously, this job, and many other’s, require a lot of skill and practice, but essentially it is just taking photos of you which you could probably do yourself with a little time and money. Like you literally pay people to do something that you would do every day. Now I know that seems like I am discrediting the work that photographers put in but I didn’t really know how to put it. It’s just to show you how something as simple as taking photos can literally make you a living and give you the ability to meet great people and visit amazing places. As long as you put in the hard work and become great at what you love, you can make that your whole career.
Do you like drawing? Career. Do you like tennis? Career. Do you like walking? Career. Do you like arguing? You guessed it, career. As long as you fucking believe in yourself and are willing to become the best at what you do, no matter how long that may take, then you can make that your career and you can live off what you love the most. Don’t listen to what other people have to say because they just haven’t figured it out yet. People will pay for any shit, whether it is you doing something for them, you teaching them how to do it, or just watching you do what you do best. So stop feeling fucking embarrassed or set on a bloody 9-5 job and get to work.
But what is the last 0.1%? Why aren’t our parents 100% right? Well, because you can’t become the fucking Hulk.
Now that I have completely ruined the vibes, it is time for me to sign off. Oh and I am sticking to my promise of posting more, but I was just in Edinburgh for a few days for the lols. But yeah that was irrelevant. I hope you have a great day, stay safe and stay yourself PERIODT.
Whenever you grow up and someone says they have a “face only a mother could love”, that person is, one, a bitch, but two, speaking facts because, after the first time she sees her new-born baby, there is no way it can get any worse, so no matter what they look like when they grow…
Whoever said Christmas is about giving, not receiving is fucking right because bitch do I GIVE! Now I ain’t tryna brag and be like oh my days I’m so unlucky that I have to/can spend money to get stuff for my family, but like I’m just saying that I am acting as though I’ve got…
12 days ’til Christmas and my true love gave to me, a big fucking mess. I mean what the actual hell. Here I am with a bit of a sore head and a stuffy nose and then I take a wee lateral flow test before I go out to Ju-Jitsu but then the 2nd line…
I know that title makes me sound like I’m fucking ancient or some shit but like I am only 16. To be fair though this is me nearly becoming an adult and like is one of the biggest changes in life so I suppose I can talk about growing up. The difference between me now and me 5 years ago is astronomical. For example, I wouldn’t have been able to use astronomical in a sentence. We all grow in pretty weird ways despite the fact it is usually normal. I suppose we all reach the same point eventually but like each journey to get there is so different. So before I start getting into deep shit, lets just talk about some things that have shocked me, surprised me, met my expectations and disappointed me. And don’t forget to comment below some of the things you think I missed because it will be interesting to hear if anyone feels the same way or if I just over-think things way to much.
One thing that I thought I would have by the time I was 16 or something was… a life. No, I’m joking, but also not but no, I thought I would have an idea of what the fuck I wanted to do with my life. I mean I think I had my life sorted out more when I was 10 than I do now because so much has changed and I have no fucking clue anymore. Like I always wanted to be a police woman and I still do but like also what the fuck?! Like what if I am crap at it, or what if I could have found the fucking cure for cancer but now I am just giving speeding tickets. Obviously police do a lot more than that and I really respect their work, but just to make a point. And I mean I don’t think that if I become a police woman that I will have that big of an impact on the world. I don’t mean that in a way that I want to be fucking famous but I would like to be remembered as someone who did something amazing that saved so many people’s lives. And while that sounds good and better than an office job, I don’t really want to have to work by a time table and for someone else who I might not be able to argue with if I think what they are doing is wrong. Like what if they are racist or some shit? It’s just difficult because there are pros and cons for every job but like it’s trying to weigh up how much the pros mean to you and how you will be affected by the cons.
I had actually tried to start a business, like just a dropshipping business, but like I always get distracted. I literally started this blog to get my voice out there and, as you know, I haven’t been posting much. The thing is I get distracted by things that seem better that will get me places quicker, but look at me now. In the same exact fucking place as last year. Didn’t make money online, apart from a few online surveys, and although I do have all of you guys and the support has been amazing, I feel like I have failed in some way. That’s another thing about growing up that has kind of shocked me, or at least I new it was coming but never really thought it would be such a big thing. Failure. I have had a pretty fucked up life and maybe if I actually stuck to something I would be in a different position, but I didn’t so I’m not and I guess that’s fine. Like I am still young even though I am growing up so there is still time left.
Kind of linking back to that last sentence, I never thought that I would feel as though there were time limits on life. I mean we all die and that is the main one, but I never thought about the fact that there are stages in life that you go through and in those stages there is almost a to-do list both with things that society has added, and ones you add yourself. For example, something on my list that I feel society has made more urgent is finding a significant other or going to uni, working, figuring out what the fuck I am doing and plan to do for the rest of my life. And some that I have added on myself are stuff like travelling and getting all the fun stuff out of the way before I have to start into “the real world” which gets closer and closer every day. I feel as though I have a timer ticking inside my head making me think that these are supposed to be the best years of my life but I am wasting them by doing literally nothing so when I grow up and maybe have kids and a stable job, I will regret my life and that I will never actually do anything beneficial or impactful. Do you know what I mean by that? Do I just sound crazy. I feel as though I only have a few years to live my life and then afterwards I need to live a life of always waiting forward to the weekend, but when it is the weekend I dread the week to come. Like once you start a job, that is your life until you retire, and then when you retire you may be lucky enough to travel but you’ll also be exhausted and unable to do some of the things that I should be doing now.
That got really deep really fast so I hope I am not giving anyone an existential crisis, but I really do hope at least one person relates to this. Obviously I am still young, and mentally unstable, so I don’t really know what I am talking about so feel free to comment below what your thoughts are and maybe what you are scared for in the future. I’ll probably have to do another post about this in the future because it was actually kind of fun. Especially know that I know how to type properly so it is so much quicker and satisfying to get what I am thinking down because that shit changes quickly and when it’s gone it’s gone. But yeah, I am planning to focus on this blog from now on and you better make sure I stick to it because no matter what, I would love this blog to work and stay open for as long as I possibly can. Make sure you like, comment and follow so that you can stay updated about all the post I make that are going to be freaking awesome! I hope you have great day, stay safe and stay yourself PERIODT.
Before you start calling child protection services, let me just clear something up. No, I am not the gingerbread man and no I am not in some weird family where instead of a naughty step I get the literal oven. What I’m referring to is the lack of basic features that I kinda feel were…
I know what you are thinking, “what the fuck does your dog look like”. But it isn’t because of that. She is literally the cutest thing you will ever see, well… apart from at the moment because she just got a haircut that made her hella ugly, but it’s fine it’ll grow back. The thing…
Now I’m not someone who gets political, not even when it comes to Brexit taking our magic stars, but this phenomenon has to be mentioned. It is absolutely mental how this one thing has united the countries within the UK more than anything else. I feel we have actually joined as a team to create…
I’m in lower 6th and yes I have only been so for about 3 months but the thing is that I didn’t even know if I wanted to go back to that hell-hole. The only reason I did go was because I didn’t know what else to fucking do and I have FOMO so I didn’t want to miss anything. But would I have missed much? Is school really worth the 7am alarm and the boring painful days? Let’s discuss it
Btw this isn’t me about to talk about smart shit like “you need to go for uni” or “it will make you successful” because firstly do I even want to go to uni? I don’t know. And secondly it won’t make you successful because how the fuck would that make any sense. I’m just talking about whether 6th year is really worth the emotional and physical burden so that I can help people in a similar situation to what I was a few months back. So let this be your guide or some shit but let’s get into it more
Honestly, the teachers become your friend in a way. Like they actually talk to you and respect you more and you can slabbed about the younger years with them. Like I had always seen the really loud annoying people chatting with teachers and I was eaither like “how the fuck” or “why the fuck” but now they actually want to talk to us and it is easy to talk to them too. I guess it depends on how nice they are but for me I’ve been lucky. I suppose there is this one teacher who makes me actually shit myself but I think she doesn’t try to and like she is funny and tells us stories about her family which is cute. We actually had such a great convo about squid games which I guess is quite random but like we were actually all vibing over it. And then they talk to you even in the bus park and it just makes you feel a wee bit special and like before people would think it was a bit weird but when you are 6th year it is absolutely great.
It is weird I guess to see your teachers as actual human beings. Like they talk about a life outside of school and actually being a living, breathing person. Obviously it isn’t like we are hanging outside of school with them but like they tell us stories about there weekend and while I try to look interested I can’t stop from getting an existential crisis. It happens though I guess. Teachers were actually one of the reasons I was questioning if I should go back to school or not because, to be fair all the teachers in my subjects are good, but like you do have preferences and I was scared I was gonna get crappy teachers who were rude to me but like not even. I love all my teachers and even the ones I don’t have you I used to not like are actually nice and respectful when you are walking down the corridor. It’s almost as if they realise we are a human with feelings as well.
School to Life Ratio
Obviously I can’t speak for everyone and every school, but for me I do 3 subjects and that means I get a few study periods each day, well apart from the odd day where I have none, and so I get all my homework and revision and shit done during those periods. And do you know what is great about that? You guessed it! I don’t have to do shit outside of school. To be fair, I maybe should but like also I don’t really need to so like deal with it. You would assume that would make me have more time to socialise and, you know, be a normal teen girl, but like it just takes the homework out of my day and I stay my normal depressed hermit self. And I’m fine with that to be fair. It’s better than be a depressed hermit doing homework. So yeah, I feel like I was really scared that I would be bombarded with work and I would always have my head in the books like a DWEEB (jokes) but no literally I haven’t done anything at home and while there is a lot of work and it is a tad more in-depth and difficult, I get to study the subjects I genuinely like and that always makes it easier. So you don’t have to study things you don’t give two fucks about and it is more of a relaxed atmosphere. But I don’t know, maybe I should be doing work outside of school. I guess I’ll figure that one out but at the moment I am getting by with just in school. I’ll keep yous updated I suppose…
I actually hate that sub-heading because I sound like the start of every ‘coming of age’ American high school movie to ever exist but I just don’t know what else to name it because, believe it or not, I am not a walking thesaurus. But just ignore that and we’ll move on. So what I mean is that, you know when you are in first year on like p1 or maybe just one of the younger years and you see the older ones walk by and you think they are the scariest, coolest people to ever exist and their presence is a blessing to you. Well, you kinda get to witness that in a new perspective. Don’t get me wrong, I don’t feel that way about myself and I do genuinely get scared of the small first years who literally have no filter or understanding of actual social etiquette after ‘rona, but there are a lot and when you walk into the 6th form room or just walk past them at all, you know they are looking up to you and that you will be in the right no matter what. In short, you basically run the school. Well, more so the upper 6th but like we are nearly there so deal with it. I do feel kinda bad sometimes though because in school I sometimes look like a bitch but like it kinda is their fault cause there annoying as fuck, but I feel like they might think I am judging them, but like I am not (not too much anyway) so like I don’t want to make them panic I suppose. So yeah lol, you definitely do finally have that power and knowledge that we instil some fear in their lives.
But yeah, I suppose that is the post all done. To summarise, I guess I would say that 6th form is so different from other years. It is more chill in terms of the number of classes, relationships with the people in your year and your teachers and just the overall respect and trust they give you. It feels more like a home I suppose and for anyone reading this to help them figure out whether they should or shouldn’t stay in school, I say don’t focus on the work because if you don’t go then I assume you don’t want to go to uni, which is perfectly fine as well, but I mean having bad grades is equal to having no grades at all, but you still get the experience of school. I am glad I stayed on to be honest and I would say just to think about what you genuinely want. Not what society or your parents want you to do, but what you think is best for you. Obviously all schools are different but I really enjoy school at the moment and that is a lot coming from someone who had the worst fucking years of school EVER. And I mean I was crying most nights and genuinely thought I would never make friends or go to a party or anything like that. But listen, you will get through it and if you go to 6th year and realise it isn’t what you expected/need in your life, then fucking leave. It’s voluntary and free (in public school anyways) so just test the waters because what have you got to lose? Pretty much nothing.
Also I feel like a lot of people wonder if being in voluntary school makes it easier because you aren’t forced to go by law, but like I don’t really think about it that much. Like it doesn’t affect how I think of school or studying. It doesn’t make me more or less motivated. It’s just a fact an nothing else. So yeah, I hope that helped and please do like, follow and comment if there are any other questions or problems you would like me to talk about. Let me be your older sister in a sense because it is a hard decision to make, I must admit. I hope you have a great day, stay safe and stay yourself PERIODT.
I think that to start this post we need to figure out what the word “humour” really means. I’m no Oxford dictionary but in my opinion, it is the things we find funny and that we enjoy making/hearing jokes about. Nothing fancy just a basic bitch definition. I guess now that is out of the…
Merry Christmas to everyone!… except those who say happy Christmas. You can go to hell. I don’t really know what it is that possesses people to say “happy” Christmas but I don’t want it. Like it makes me shrivel up and die inside. I can actually hear the elves and Santa cry from the north…
Now, if your looking for some sort of “12% of children going into their first year of secondary school with anxiety brought on my the change of school” then you are out of luck bitch bitch there is one thing and one thing only that I will talk about in this post. And what is it you may ask? What is the biggest difference between primary and secondary school? The time.
What I mean by this is the fact that primary school felt like a shit ton of time. I mean it literally made up the first 10 years of our life. I remember it felt like P3 lasted for a million years and the rest went a wee bit faster but still seemed to be never ending. Not in the way that it was boring as hell, which it was, but I mean it felt like it was my whole life and the difference between P1 and P7 was such a jump and thousands of years apart. Yet, in secondary school, I am going into lower 6th and I feel like I was in 1st year last year. It is so weird and although I do feel like I am this old, I think that time has gone by so quickly. But then I say that and in the moment it actually feels like a fucking long time. Getting through each year didn’t feel fast but when you look back and actually process the information, it really has just flashed past you. Don’t get me wrong, I’m glad it’s all over. I would definitely never do that shit again but like it’s weird.
And I can’t even say “time flies when your having fun” because there was not one ounce of it. And that isn’t an exaggeration. Like, if anything, I should be saying “time flies when you wake up disappointed that you actually woke up”. Like that is true. And in primary school we had the best of time eating glue, scrapping our knees, learning how to not pick our nose in front of people, but yet it felt like an eternity. Literally make it make sense.
Maybe it is because so much changes between P1 and P7. I mean you literally do go from a literal foetus child who only is just potty trained, to a preteen whose only personality trait is being the oldest in the school. I mean I am right aren’t I. And then from 1st year to upper 6th, you are actually fully aware that you are alive and have responsibilities and the only thing that really changes is you mature, you have a wee bit more knowledge, you get increasingly more terrified of the future, and, last but not least, your mental health is close to the point of no return. All fun right?!
Honestly though, I don’t mean to scare anyone that is going into high school or secondary school or whatever the hell you call it because we all go through different experiences and that’s fine. So your experience may be great, others may find it shit and that is fine because it’s normal. This is just a stage of your life that you need to get through and on the other end you can completely forget it and move on or use it as a show of your strength. And I’m not gonna tell you some bullshit motivational speech where I say “these years are the best years of your life” because that shit hurts, but also because you are the one who decides what the best years of your life are. I mean if these years are utter shite and you think “that’s the best years of my life wasted”, just think that it can only go up from here and that those years don’t define you. You had to hit rock bottom so you could push off stronger than ever and reach the heights you deserve. They don’t define you unless you want them to, so just hang in there ok. It goes by quickly, yes, but in the moments where it feels so slow, you gotta remember that it’s only a small part of the big plot of your life. I hope you have a great day, stay safe and stay yourself PERIODT.
If your dad is like mine in any way at all, they refuse to put the heating on, or at least not high enough to actually feel the effects. So I am nowhere to give you some tips for staying warm in your house and don’t forget to share this with the rest of your…
Up until last month, I used to think that Corona was the worst thing that happened to us but fuck me this is 10 times worse. I mean I know the pandemic was tough but this has ruined my whole entire life and all of my memories. It makes me physically ill to talk about…
I know, I know, this sounds so bloody stupid but I swear that by the end of this post you will completely agree. Selfishness is comforting when you look at it in a particular way. And I’m almost certain that if you are someone who has hit rock bottom and ended up looking at motivational…
I got my GCSE results yesterday and to be honest,I feel the same fucking way I felt last week. I mean there was no big sigh of relief or weight off my shoulders. I didn’t turn ecstatic, it was just another part of my day. Like it was literally just reading letters on a page. I did really well so it isn’t like my marks were the problem, but I just remember when I was in my first year and you would see all the old ones getting ready for GCSEs and getting the results later on and I would think they were the coolest people and it must be such a great time to see how you have done, but like I don’t know if it is because of corona or something, but it doesn’t seem that big. Like, it hasn’t affected me a lot and I never really was that worked up about it even before. I may have acted like it because everyone else was so excited but I didn’t really feel any different. It makes me sound ungrateful and I know that but it is true. It just doesn’t seem like such a big deal to me.
Please, if someone got their results in the last few days, tell me if this is the same for you because I feel like it was a total anticlimax and I thought that something big was gonna happen and obviously it didn’t. Were my expectations too high? Was I too tired? Did I just not care? I mean even today, it is all in the past. You just move on. I don’t look at my grades and think of the great future I can have and how successful I can become with careers and shit. Like it was quite literally just a bunch of letters. That sounds like it was a really inspirational moment as well, as though it put everything into perspective, but it was just nothing you know.
I also get awkward as fuck whenever people ask me what I got because I did well and I don’t want people to feel worse if they didn’t get what I did but still did awesomely and then I would look like that bitch feeling nothing for their results but overhyping their results. So I kinda just say I did well unless they specifically ask me what I got. It do be like that sometimes I guess. And my results are quite literally in among a pile of rubbish in my room and I know where they are like. They aren’t actually in the bin, but I always expected them to be like up on the fridge or like in a picture frame, but it is just there and I don’t give a shit about it.
I called my granny on the day to tell her what I got and I swear she was more excited than me. Obviously, she wouldn’t be like “Ok?” and hang the phone up, but like I was just like yup. I didn’t fit the vibe check to say it in other terms. It was one of those moments where you are like “what now?”. I expect that to happen when I finish A levels or uni, if I even go, because what happens after you pass and everyone is like “well done” because you just go home and the world keeps spinning. Nobody else in the world is affected or knows of it and some people feel like their whole life has changed for good, but there are people just having a normal day. Seriously though, what did you do after graduating from university? Did you just go home and make yourself something to eat as usual? Did you wake up the next morning and have nothing much to do? I mean you have to start thinking about jobs and shit and actually making a living. It’s kind of just like another level of a game, just glorified. And I know this is probably dragging everyone done if they had a great day yesterday, but for me, that is how I feel. Just the same.
I hope you have a great day, stay safe and stay yourself PERIODT.
Hey guys, today I just wanted to talk about something very random and for no particular reason because why not. I was just on a walk one day and I was kinda just thinking about how fucking mental life is as a woman. I’m pretty sure I was actually getting a bit scared because I…
You know those situations that keep you up at night? Not the stuff that happened in the past, but the holes you have dug yourself that make your life a living hell. The moments that you wish you could wake up from. Yeah well, I am in one again and I’m terrified. I feel like…
This is quite literally an actual question because lately, I have been talking to a lot of people who go back on themselves and completely make themselves look like an idiot. Don’t get me wrong I have my moments where I’ve been unfair by telling people they can’t do something and then I go do…
To any foetus child out there who is like what the fuck are genes, basically they are the characteristics that we get from our parents and they make up who we are and what we look like. For example, I inherited my dad’s white ass Irish skin which burns like a bitch whenever a bloody tea light goes within 1 mile of it. So it’s not ideal. I also inherited his lack of eyebrows which shocked me, but you couldn’t tell because you couldn’t see my eyebrows expressions. I slightly blame my twin for that because, although it is probably scientifically impossible, I believe she robbed them from me in the womb. Unfortunately that doesn’t stand well in court so I never got back what is rightfully mine smh
I do have blonde hair which really is the only thing going for me but it is going darker and I resent that but it is what it is. Oh and I forgot to mention, I swear my twin stole my teeth because I have two missing and she’s a bit sus if you ask me. She isn’t little miss perfect after all. When she dies I swear I’ll find a long note releasing the truth. I don’t know why she would do it but like it meant that for 13 years of my life I looked like your crazy young cousin whose only personality trate is losing their teeth. And now I have fake teeth that I sometimes think will fall out. IM FUCKING 16 YEARS OLD YET I’LL LITERALLY HAVE FAKE TEETH DRILLED IN MY MOUTH AT 18. I remember one time when I had to put my fake teeth in my retainers and one day I forgot them for some dumb fucking reason and I was like dad we need to turn back and he was like no. The trauma this man caused right then was astronomical but he didn’t give a shit. I kid you not, I had to spend that whole day trying not to smile with my teeth or talk to anyone but then in one of my classes I forgot and smiled at someone and they looked at me like what the fuck and then was like “where have your teeth gone”. Keep in mind I was 13-14 so all my teeth should have fallen out and grown back so it was weird. I also regret this moment because I could have pranked them so easily by acting scared and going “oh my god where the hell did they go” but no I had to really say “I forgot them at home”. I FORGOT THEM AT HOME! What the actual fuck. No teen should have to say that they left their teeth at home. I am still recovering from that chat.
But back to what I wanted to talk about today. My pale ass skin. I kid you not, I only have two different options. White as fuck or red as fuck. Yesterday I thought I would switch it up a bit so I got burnt to a crisp. I regret it. Why do I never learn. I literally thought I could wish my way into going tan but instead I look like a fucking stop sign. It was dumb how it happened though because I must have forgotten to put suncream on like half of my legs and I didn’t realize. Like I knew my attention span was shit but I thought I could at least pay attention to this. So I had work after and I was basically cooking the meals on my legs cause they were burning so much and then when I took them off later I thought I was turning into Elmo because those bitches were RED. I basically bathed them in aloe Vera and cried because I am now currently on the way to a beach where the general public are and they can see my bright ass legs. Everyone also seems to have to point them out. Like just when I stop thinking about it someone needs to pop out from the sky and go “OH MY GOD” literally like Janice from friends “YOU ARE GLOWING” and I look at them like no shit Sherlock. I didn’t realize that my legs could double as a flare to attract planes and a heater to toast our sandwiches. Leave me and my burns alone. And of course my twin fans. That cheeky bitch. How did I get the pale skin, invisible eyebrows, missing teeth AND the mental illness 😮
Anyways that is the post and I’m glad to get that off my chest. Please feel free to comment some things you inherited from your parents or whether you relate to some of the things I have. Have fun in the sun and don’t forget suncream bitches. I hope you have a great day, stay safe and stay yourself PERIODT
It’s a bit ironic to have a literal kid (who has no kids) talking about parenting, but like I was just on a walk and it was kind of an existential kind of day and I was just thinking about how fucked up that shit is and how scary that must bloody be. Like it…
This is no joke guys. I have run into many awkward encounters because I have lost all concept of time. You know, I would have thought this was normal if we were in the middle of our first lockdown, but that ship sailed ages ago and I am back to a strict schedule and yet…
I think we all gotta learn from Arial’s mistakes. No, not ‘don’t brush your hair with a fork’ but something else a lot deeper (pun not intended) that all the ladies out there gotta hear about. Btw this is in no way me tryna be a Karen and ‘cancel’ Disney, it’s just a good example…
Bitch, I don’t know much about this movie. I mean I’ve watched it and I know the general plot but like the only thing that sticks with me to this day and the phrase that every organism is aware of is when he says “mama says life is like a box a chocolates, you neve’ know what ya gonna get”. What they didn’t specify is the brand the box of chocolates is. This saying basically isn’t motivational to me anymore because I feel like I’ve been given a box of Rose’s chocolates (aka the worst box of chocolates ever) and while I may not always know what I’m gonna get, I know they are all gonna be crap. So to whoever the fuck Gump’s mum is, you need to pick a better quote because that one didn’t help me a bit.
I mean maybe at first you will be like “I’ve had a few shit ones so far but that surely means I’ll get a great one in no time!” but then after a while you kinda catch on and your like “why the fuck is all of this crap. I quite literally think that chocolate was a pile of dirt. What brand is this anyways? *turns box over* oh for fuck sake it’s a fucking box of roses. WHY WOULD ANYONE BUY THIS SHIT”. I would just like to mention that this isn’t a dig on people who like those chocolates but I just want to say, who hurt you? I mean seriously why do you like them. They are literally a selection of the worst chocolates from all the other elite boxes of chocolate out there. To be fair I haven’t had one in a while but that is because the first one I ever had quite literally tasted like soap so in the context of Forrest Gump’s quote, it was my first traumatizing experience. It kinda is like Turkish delight.
I have another problem with movie directors and food. Why the hell did they have to make Turkish delight in the Narnia movie look so good. Like he was munching away and I was looking at it like it was my mission in life to try it and taste how good it looks. But then the first time I took a bite, my whole perception of the movie was flipped upside down. He betrayed me. He led to this very moment of me eating this shit. It is literal soap but he makes it look like a proper feast. I think that is where I developed trust issues. It affected me as a person and it has changed me to this day. I can’t look him in the eye anymore when I watch the movie because I just know he is a slithery snake. The thing is though that some people absolutely love that shit. Both roses and Turkish delight and, while I would say they are unstable, it also makes me think that, although my life may be terrible, at least it isn’t so bad that the taste of roses and Turkish delight is better than other things in my life. Just think of that for a second.
Again, I can’t stress enough that this is a joke and not to attack anyone who like either of these things… well maybe a bit! Jokes, jokes :)…. 😐 But yeah I feel as though somebody had to address it because it is a serious issue and we need to educate our kids that the things we see online aren’t always real. Not all that food is good and we need to protect them from the false tastes that are shown to us everyday. I hope you have a great day, stay safe and stay yourself PERIODT
If you are like me, an overthinker, you will most likely understand this question immediately. And no, the answer is a little more complicated than 22. I swear if I get a comment like that I will literally erase my existence. Anyways, for those who don’t really get what I mean, let me tell you.…
What do I mean when I say “Emotion comes in shades”? No, I don’t associate colours with certain feelings, what I mean is that emotions aren’t so black and white. There are layers, different forms of emotions. It’s more deep than just sad, happy or confused. And I think that is what people find difficult…
Being frustrated is a vicious cycle because frustration pretty much feeds off frustration. Like when you wake up and you are annoyed by the way the bed covers feel, you get frustrated cause you just like “fuck” and you know it’s gonna be a bad day. And there literally isn’t any way to control it…
So, with making this blog I wanted to make sure I was completely honest with you guys. I know that makes it sound really scary as though I’m gonna be like “I am Michael Jackson, I in fact did not die” but it isn’t that deep. It’s just a thing that most of us go through but nobody talks about which makes it seem like more of a weird thing. You’ll understand more when I get into this post but lets get started with a quick story time of what I did yesterday that kinda gave me this and you will probably be able to guess where I am going with this.
So yesterday, I started my first day of work EVER. Like literally my first day of work, and it was in a restaurant, so it was safe to say I was shitting myself. But anyways, I went in absolutely shaking, so much so that they probably thought I was of those air bag people at car sales places that just flap around in the wind, but like during a hurricane. That was kind of a weird description but you get it, right. Anyways, I was nervous and sweaty and in a complete mess. But I tried to keep my composed. Luckily it was just a 3 hour shift. The people there were nice but like you know when you feel like people are being nice because they have to and in reality they don’t want you there. That was my thoughts. And I swear all my hearing went out the door because people would talk to me and, maybe it’s just the masks, but I couldn’t hear shit so would have to ask them to repeat and I would still not understand. I shadowed someone most of the time but when she went on break I felt so out of place and I barely talked to anyone else because I was the youngest and also scared I would do something awkward like be myself 😮
If I made one mistake I would literally die inside and be like “I canny work a till what the fuck”. I also seem really dumb because I just don’t notice the obvious. Like the one time I spoke to another person was when I was like “is this the large and then the other one is the pint” because the actual large was actual at the back of the shelf and I didn’t really see it. And he was like “that is the regular, the large is this one” and he showed me so I went to try and find it and realised the glasses where fucking labelled so I looked like an idiot because I didn’t see them there. I looked like a dumb blonde in that moment. Also, whenever the forks ran out I was like where are the other forks and she pointed to a bucket of clean forks that was literally right beside me. I really don’t know how I wasn’t fired on the spot for incompetence. Also, I was so shaky that when I had to write down the orders, you could hardly read it and my handwriting is bad on a normal day but this was looking like fucking Latin or some shit because it made no sense at all
But let’s get onto the main point of this post. From the moment my shift started to 2 pm the next day, I have been feeling so weird. Like I felt sick to my stomache and all the things I did wrong stuck in my head and I was so embarrassed and terrified for my next shift. I was literally still shaking and tense hours after it finished. It took me ages to get to bed that night because no matter what, I would always go back to thinking about how I was rubbish. And you know, I think a lot of people go through that especially at their first job, but in the moment you feel as though you are never gonna be able to work again. I have 3 shifts next week and I am actually so scared and I feel kind of like an impostor or some shit, but I am still gonna go and hopefully it only gets better from here. I mean I’m pretty sure this is as bad as it can get, but knowing me, I can go a lot lower than this, it’s a specialty of mine. lol jokes, but like I hope this is helpful to someone going through something similar or just scary in general and I hope that you have a way to express those feelings. If you don’t, please leave a comment or contact me directly and we can talk about whatever it is and if you are interested you could upload a post on this blog so that others can share their thoughts. It can be anonymous as well obviously.
Anyways, I hope you enjoyed this post and found it somewhat useful because I know a lot of people can feel this amount of stress and anxiety after some situations, and know that’s ok as long as you share that with someone. But I will see you later for another post, don’t forget to like, share, comment and follow if you enjoyed this content. I hope you have a great day, stay safe and stay yourself PERIODT.
In this post, I was originally going to talk about how the hour change is such a weird thing but then when I was thinking about what to talk about I just got into a spiral of how us humans basically run and control the world. Not as in like there is a control panel…
What is the butterfly effect? It is the theory that even a tiny event, like a butterfly flapping its wings, can have a large impact in the future, like a hurricane. A lot of people also call it “the domino effect” because, as you know, when you hit one domino down, it hits them all…
I know this isn’t something you like to hear but it is true, your parents were 99.9% right. Not about everything, definitely not, but they were about this one thing that they told you when you were literally a foetus sized human being. And what is that? Well, do you remember when they would say…
Let’s play a quick game of never have I ever. Never. Have I ever needed to hear that. Never have I ever wanted to hear that. Never have I ever felt good after hearing that. Never have I ever gone to someone’s house and they didn’t say this. Never have I ever been more offended. But literally why do people think that it would be a good thing to say to a teenage girl that they look just like an old, balding, wrinkly, angry, sore backed man. Like seriously what the fuck made you say that. There was actually one time I went to my sisters boyfriends house for some reason and I had never seen his parents before but I kid you not, the first thing they said to me was “you look just like your dad”… what dumb fuckery is that because I didn’t even know he had seen them. Like what the hell. Needless to say, I never saw them again. Highly unappreciated to be honest with you.
The saddest thing is though is that I can see it. Like they aren’t wrong. Did they need to point that out though? No. But they aren’t wrong. One time at New Years there was this thing where you had to guess who was who from their childhood photos. Don’t ask why. But we just did. And I was looking around when my sister called me over and was like “look at this” and so I did. She covered the hair of my dads picture and was like “look”. This bitch really called me out because it literally looked exactly like me. Great start to the new year am I right. Like why the actual fuck did I have to inherit his non-existent eyebrows and his literal 5 head. Not appreciated father.
But yeah, I never get compared to as my Mum but like I guess looking like my dad, while embarrassing, let’s me know I am not adopted because as a child I would be like “Oh mY GoD iM aDoPteD” just because I the only one in my whole family that has blonde hair. What do you guys get compared to. Is there anything other than your parents you get compared to or maybe even a celebrity! The only celebrity I’ve been compared to is the bloody monster from the goonies. He is such a babe though I guess.
Anyways, I hope you enjoyed this post and make sure to like and comment below if you have anything else to add. I’ll see you tomorrow for more hopefully and I hope you have a great day, stay safe and stay yourself PERIODT
It stands for neuro-linguistic programming and it’s like someone had taken the best out of all forms of psychotherapy, threw them in a blender and created NLP.
If you don’t get what I’m saying, NLP is two things.
First, it is a way of thinking. It’s a framework for how to approach your life to be more effective. It’s like a philosophy of life based on understanding how your brain functions.
Second, it is a psycho-therapy tool. It’s used to treat phobias and to change beliefs in patients. Some consider it as effective as CBT (cognitive-behavioral therapy) and most say it’s a lot faster than the Freudian school of thought.
Because at the core of NLP lies hypno-therapy. To be more specific, the “behavioral changing” part of NLP is built on the teachings of Milton Erickson, one if not the most famous hypnotherapists of all times. And you know what hypno-therapy does?
It’s an access, a hack, to your subconscious mind
Let me give you this analogy. Imagine your mind being like a computer. Your conscious mind is accessing programs, turning it on and off and so on. Normal user access. Your subconscious mind is like going into the settings, installing applications, deleting them, adding new users and so on.
It’s the “engine” or the “back room” that controls everything.
Well, NLP is like a hacker that can break the password of your subconscious mind and change there. It allows you to change beliefs and to change who you are, as a person, to your core. It goes to those deep thoughts and ideas you don’t even know you have and makes you act differently by tweaking your basic concepts of self.
It hijacks your subconscious mind, and it does it very well.
And with the use of NLP you can eliminate phobias, you can change basic preferences (as not liking chocolate anymore) or you can even cure wounds from the past, as those from childhood. It’s effective. It works well, and it’s endorsed by some of the best-known authors in the world. Tony Robbins built his career and success on NLP and if you run a survey amongst successful people, you’ll see that many of them are NLP practitioners or masters.
If NLP is like a hacker that tweaks your subconscious mind so you can become the person you want to be, if NLP is like a design tool that allows you to redesign who you are, then brainwave entrainment is a tool that makes it faster and easier.
If NLP is the thief that breaks the lock-pick, then the use of brainwave entrainment with it is like having the best lock-pick in the world, making the process effortlessly.
And what does this mean for you?
Use them both. Use the amazing power of NLP to change beliefs and self-identity concepts and use the power of brainwave entrainment to help your subconscious mind be receptive and open. Open the door with brainwave syncing and change the furniture with NLP.
A simple way to understand this is music.
Think about it and how easy it has the power to change you. You listen to a song and you’re not even paying attention to the lyrics. And yet, if it’s a sad song, you become sad. If it’s a lively song, it boosts your energy. If you listen it many times, you end up thinking like in the song.
Music is a great example of a tool that accesses your subconscious mind without even realizing. You turn on YouTube and through repetition and emotion, you end up being one with the music.
Have you tried reading a book you had no interest in reading? Maybe for college or work?
You read the words; they are verbalized in your mind but you end up forgetting everything. They “enter one year and exit another”. This is because your subconscious mind is as closed as it gets and learning can not happen in your conscious dimension.
Brainwave entrainment is amazing for helping your mind operate at that higher frequency. They’re like Vitamin C for your life, making everything better. And if you use brainwave entrainment, this is enough to attract, to manifest good things in your life because you’ll be operating at a higher level.
True, lasting change comes not by attracting things in our lives but by changing who we are so those things become a natural order. It’s when we change our beliefs and ideas so we transform into people for whom success and happiness are two natural things.
And this is where NLP works so well. It works for everything from curing phobias of spiders to getting past PTSD (post-traumatic stress disorder) to program you to be more confident in front of a crowd or to be more assertive with your coworkers.
This is because while short-term wins are great – if you want a successful life, you must become the person who is naturally successful. And the only difference between you and a successful person is that the other one developed the beliefs and identity of such a person. If you develop them too, there’s nothing stopping you from doing just.
Each audio contains hidden embedded commands that reprogram your subconscious mind. Like a good hacker, brainwave syncing is opening the path to your subconscious mind while NLP commands are transforming who you are into the best version you could ever be.
These are called “NLP patterns” and they’re designed to be as easy to receive by the subconscious mind as possible. I do this through a combination of pacing, intonation and wording so your mind can accept them as commands, as truth, without getting defensive. It’s like music, just so much more powerful.
Basically, an NLP pattern is what a hypno-therapist would tell you to put you into a trance. It is highly suggestive language that bypasses your rational filters to reach where it matters most, your subconscious mind.
NLP plus brainwave entrainment is like having a hacker change your mind. NLP alone can access your subconscious thoughts but when paired with brainwave entrainment, the results are mind blowing. You can see a real change in days when all other methods you’ve tried for a long time like therapy failed.
This is why it works. It works because instead of just using brainwave entrainment to help you operate at a higher frequency, at a higher vibration, it also changes who you are at your core. The result is a total personal transformation into the person you’ve always wanted to be but never known how.
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I’ve heard a lot of people mention something that their therapist once told them to do. They said “the other day my therapist told me to look over at an empty chair and imagine child you sitting on it. They then asked me what I looked like and I said I looked happy and excited. They then told me to imagine that child me was going through the same thing that I am going through now. Again he asked what I looked like, and to that I said sad, lonely. And then my therapist said, what does he look like he needs, and all I could say was a hug”. I pretty much took that directly from a tiktok I saw, but I had heard other stories identical to that one.
But it’s weird right. We never really look at ourselves that way. It also sometimes seems like we can give advice and support to our friends, but never actually do it ourselves. And it can be really difficult to see it in the way of younger you being in the same situation because it is just a child, but it is still you. And the therapists aim there was to harness what you actually need. What it is you need guidance on so they can help you. I suppose it is also so you can help yourself because you look at your situation as if you were observing your own life. I always find myself joking a lot about me ‘warning’ my younger self. Like if I were to look at a photo of baby me I would joke “she don’t know what the fucks gonna hit her” and I would say stuff like that at all times when talking about younger me or just kids in general. Like there was this one time when I was telling my friends about how my cousin said school sucked because his friend stole his pencil and I was like ‘ah to be 9 and your biggest problem being a pen. Just wait till he gets to high school’. So although I don’t directly say it, I am just dissing how crap my life is at the moment and how shit hits the fan by the time you start into high school. I am sure some of you guys do that at sometimes too because I feel it is a universal joke, especially for gen z’s because we usually use humour to hide how we feel.
I guess why I wanted to mention this was because I want you to try it. If it isn’t too hard, I want you to look at an empty chair, or an empty space and imagine little you with the pain that you feel right now in their eyes and the same thoughts in their head. Would you treat them like you treat yourself now? Would you tell them they are attention seeking or dramatic? Would you tell them to just ‘disappear’ because they only cause harm? Or would you give them a hug. Hold them tight and tell them that it is going to be ok and you are going to be there for them through it out. Would you get them the help they need? Tuck them up in bed with a nice movie and a bowl of brownies and ice cream. Treat them the way they deserve and show them they are loved. Well, what would you do? You do all the first things to yourself I’m going to guess, but why? You wouldn’t do that to your younger self, but you are still that person. Make sure you look after yourself because although you may think this is ‘the real world’ and you need to just wise up, you are the most important thing in life and you need to look after yourself the way that you deserve. It may be difficult to do but please remember that you are human and life is tough and that’s ok as long as you take care of yourself. I hope you have a great day, stay safe and stay yourself PERIODT
I’m not someone who is overly confident, or confident in any sense of the word to be honest, but I have found that there is something that people say when I first talk to them that instantly makes me want to get to know them and be best friends. I have also only really recognised…
I know that title makes me sound like I’m fucking ancient or some shit but like I am only 16. To be fair though this is me nearly becoming an adult and like is one of the biggest changes in life so I suppose I can talk about growing up. The difference between me now…
I’m in lower 6th and yes I have only been so for about 3 months but the thing is that I didn’t even know if I wanted to go back to that hell-hole. The only reason I did go was because I didn’t know what else to fucking do and I have FOMO so I…
Ok guys, we aren’t about to get into some existential shit today because I don’t think I can take that at the moment, but I guess it kinda will be but like to a certain extent, so kinda just be warned about that but lets get started into it. This is another weekly reminder post but I am going to make it around the same vibe as my other posts because I find it hard to… write like I care. That sounds really mean but what I mean by that is that I struggle to not cringe when I try to write a post in an empathetic tone. I know I am disappointing my English teacher at the moment but like I don’t give a shit anyways. So sorry if you prefer reading things that are kinda sad, but I use humor to cope despite the fact my humor is crap so that isn’t the best but like we move. I also don’t know why I am typing all of this because I can guarantee that you don’t give a fuck. But yeah, I feel that when I try to write a post with an empathetic tone, I sound so fake, kinda like all the people in my school. Lets get into it anyways
I saw this TikTok video yesterday and it was this girl that was replying to a comment that said “how are you so confident” and if I knew who that girl was I would shout her out but I don’t so like deal with it, but anyways, she was so… como se dice… perfect. Like she was a nice confident where she is outgoing but wouldn’t be like “fuck you” to every person who breathes near her. Anyways, that is besides the point, but she literally just said “because nobody fucking cares! In a couple of hundred years everyone on this earth will literally be dead and nobody will remember that thing you said or the clothes you wore or anything because it won’t carry on once we all die”. I mean unless you do something so awful like a proper historical downfall, you shouldn’t change for anyone. Like that person you are changing yourself for is gonna die and so are you so why are you trying to do something for them when eventually it won’t matter at all and you should live the life that you want when you have it.
I always get a wee bit scared when I talk about doing whatever you want because it won’t mean shit in the future because I always feel people are going to use that as a reason for like killing someone or just doing something awful because “it won’t matter” but like don’t think I am saying that. I don’t want to be responsible for murder, but like you know what I mean. It is the things like caring what other people think about you and stuff like that. Trying to make others happy before yourself and that shit. We are all guilty of doing this and that’s fine because that is what we have learned and it isn’t our fault, but it is also ok because we can fix it, as long as it is for yourself. That is kinda why I like being single at this stage. I mean having someone that actually likes you must be nice, but I like the fact that I am free to fully figure myself out and think about myself as an individual and if a relationship comes from that then it is perfect. But from past experiences I know that having a partner can be kinda restrictive and, at least in my position, I always changed myself to be perfect for him and to not be myself. Maybe if you have a healthy relationship then that is different, but you need to think carefully about who you are with.
And also, literally if that person remembers it for the rest of their life, maybe they laugh about how you panicked in a school play until the day they die, then that is only one life and you should move on with it because they will die one day and that is it. It won’t become a family tradition to carry on this story. And the embarrassing thing you did, you aren’t the first person to do that. I mean the earth is millions of years old and even in just the past 100 years, there have probably been millions of people that have done the same as you. What you also need to remind yourself is that if someone actually does hang onto that one thing you did ages ago and makes fun of it, they have no fucking life. I mean would a person who actually mattered focus on that thing everyday or would they move on with life and all the opportunities they will come to have. And the people who remember it and therefore have no life, shouldn’t worry you because it doesn’t make you less than them and you know the only reason they remember that is because they have made it their whole personality trait and that is the only bit of information they can actually keep in their pea sized brain.
So yeah, I hope this boosted your confidence in some way and that you can come to terms with the reality of life and how eventually, just like humans, rumors will die. Stories die and you aren’t weird or dumb for what you did. But yeah, just don’t give a shit and you will be good I guess. I hope you have a great day, stay safe and stay yourself PERIODT
So I would like to preface that I am a 16 year old who had a part-time job so obviously if you are like a mum of 5 or something and you are thinking about quitting, I would think it through a lot more than what I am going to mention but like just for…
You know. I’m not going to start slabbering about this hoe about the fact she might be listening to us, although I have a few creepy stories about that, or the fact she might be taking our personal information, because I mean why the fuck would anyone want to know that. Today I’m gonna talk…
See, I don’t really like it when people are cheeky to me. I mean you can be upfront and shout at me and I’ll be fine with that. My sisters have conditioned me to that. But if you are being passive aggressive or cheeky in front of me or behind my back, I won’t hesitate…
Hey guys, so I haven’t really posted on here in a wee bit but like life happens so deal with it. Anyways, I guess I just wanted to just talk about how today I am kind of transitioning back into a normal, pre-covid, life. And what is it that I am doing you might ask? Well, I am going to be going back to Ju-Jitsu for the first time in forever which is kind of fun but at this point I don’t even know if I am interested in going and that could be because it has been a while or it could also be my mental state lol. A large portion of it is also not being able to body slam people and knock the shit out of them. You don’t really do that in Ju-Jitsu anyways, but like I did karate before and there were fights that you could do and it was actually quite fun. I think the only reason I stopped that was because it was becoming very serious for me and they wanted to put me in world championships and that shit but I am quite a home-bird and also that was around the time I started first year and my mental health was… declining. So yeah, in another world you could have been watching me knock the shit out of someone on the Olympics, but that would be women’s sports so I guess it isn’t that big. LOL THAT WAS A JOKE I SWEAR. I AM A WOMAN AND JUST MAKING FUN OF THE FACT MEN THINK WOMEN’S SPORTS IS BORING.
But yeah, I think I tried 4 different martial arts classes in my lifetime. I also swear that when I first asked my parent’s if I could start karate I thought I was making up a word but I must have heard it from someone subconsciously and I was so freaked out when they said “sure”. I’m not sure if that was a mistake or not but I did ballet before and that was not my cuppa tea lets just say. I have a really embarrassing story from ballet but I don’t think I will ever tell you what it is. So I don’t know why I just told you that if I am not even going to tell the story lol but yeah it was embarrassing. Do you know what is funny though, and my English teacher would literally eat this up, is that I started my ‘martial arts journey’ in the leisure center and the 4th that I am in now is at the same leisure center! Cyclical structure?! I hate how I thought of that. LETS ANALYZE IT! no. I never have to do that again and I am thankful for that everyday.
You probably aren’t wondering, but I am going to tell you, why I left each of the classes. They are pretty good stories actually so lets get started
The first place I went to was at the leisure center and it was for karate. My friend at the time went their too and I was like wow this is so fun. Except for when the grading part came (if you don’t know, this is how you go up the belts). The man that was their was so fucking creepy and there were so many people I didn’t know and the building that it was in was so sketchy and like had the worst vibes. I think a lot of my anxieties formed there. So that was one reason, and literally gave me PTSD to think about, but the other reason was because it was a small class and literally took fucking ages to move up just one belt. I think that for moving up each belt you had to do 2 gradings and then when you got to the higher belts you had to do 4 to get to the next belt. I know the black belt takes a while but like the fucking rest of them!? There was no need. So I left
The second place I went to was probably one of my favorites because the people their were nice, I moved up pretty quickly because, ya know, I was a pro and all that. I stayed there a while and only left because high school really messed me up. I remember one time I literally cried when I was doing one of my gradings because I was so stressed out about everything. It was in a nice hall this time but like was still far from home and different to usual and really just set a bad vibe for the rest of the day. I liked this one a lot because they were obviously serious about it and actually did fighting and shit. There were competitions I went to and did well at and I nearly got to my brown belt I think, but I still remember the last day I went there and I was literally holding back tears and then when I got back to the car my mum was like “what’s wrong” and you know that hits different when you have been holding back tears the whole time, so then I quit. Little did I know that was only the fucking start lmao. High school was not good for me, let me tell you that. But I actually enjoyed it and fully miss it.
The third place was BY FAR the worst of them all. I remember going to it and it was a fucking joke. I should have known from their logo and their fucking clown gees. It was new and my mum was like you need to go because you are good at martial arts and I was like fine and I actually hated it with a passion. They made it seem like they were so cool but they pretty much made up their own fucking martial art. These people spent 30 minutes of the 45 minutes doing warm ups and then the last 15 minutes I was having to work my way through literal fetuses doing random ass moves. They had a fucking grey belt! I might as well leave it there. They fully made up a belt and thought they were doing something. Like bitch just stop. And they would have all these literal weapons that looked like they were from an unrealistic ninja movie. I stayed there way too long and it was honestly embarrassing. People literally send their kids there and think they are gonna become a pro fighter but no, they are just gonna become a joke. So I left that place
The forth place. The place I am at now. The place that I like despite a few different complications. The people there, to start, are mainly nice, but there are a select few who I… dislike strongly and would happily knock out. I am on my purple belt actually so have been there a while. The people are nice and, unlike the third place, they are official and not a joke. I am starting back today and the only reason I am not looking forward to it is that you aren’t even allowed to throw people so there quite literally will be nothing to do, but it’s fine. There are other reasons too but I think I have insulted my peers enough today.
Anyways, that is all I can be bothered to talk about today. Lets hope it all goes well and I can control my emotions well enough. I am also not very fit after all that time off so literally watch me get the reddest face ever lmao. Are you guys starting anything normal at the moment or are a lot of your hobbies still closed? Leave your answer in the comment section below, I would love to hear what you are doing. I hope you have a great day, stay safe and stay yourself PERIODT
I haven’t posted in a while, obviously, and I ain’t gonna explain why because it’s more boring than you think. It’s not like I went on a fucking trip to the Bahamas despite the fact I hope to go there some day if corona ever goes away. But anyways, a lot has happened like me…
Now, I can’t really talk for the guys on this topic because, being a girl, I have never been to a guys sleepover and no matter how old I am, my mother will never ever let me go to one. So if this is different for guys, if you even play sleepover games, do please…
First of all, to the people who are in the comments right now saying “It’s makeup and I, not makeup and me” literally take you Hermione Granger ass outside or “I” will personally make Jeff Bezos land his fucking dick rocket on you. I mean would you slate Marley and Me for the grammar issue?…
The past couple of weeks my weekly reminders have been more low-key but this week I want to liven it up a bit you know. Like I want to remind you guys how absolutely awesome you are and how you should not give a fuck what other people think because you are the shit. So welcome to my TED talk bitches, let’s get it started.
How many times this past week did you give a fuck? It’s ok if it’s a lot. Mine is quite a lot. Now, my task for you this week is to lower this right down. Let’s get it down to a half of the fucks you gave. So if you cared about what other’s thought of you etc. around 20 times, lets lower this to 10 times. It may seem like a stretch, but catch yourself when you start to care about what other’s are thinking because that wastes so much of your time and they don’t deserve that. I am not gonna say that life is short because it really fucking isn’t but despite that, you ain’t got any time to give away so stop wasting time on the people who don’t matter. And it is natural for people to make question what they wear or get a bit anxious, but just look at yourself in the mirror and talk to your reflection as though you are hyping up your best friend who is feeling the way you do. Tell your reflection that it is the most beautiful thing in the world and that nobody deserves you. Tell it that it shouldn’t give a fuck about what other’s think because they are the most important thing in the world and everyone else is just jealous. It may feel a bit awkward at first and I know that it will but that is how you should be talking to yourself anyways. You shouldn’t be your own worst enemy.
I can tell that whoever is reading this right now is an absolute beast because, well, you are on the best blog in the world, but also because you are still here. Like how fucking badass is that. You are walking away from a fucking bomb that was 2020 and you may still be in the fire but you are still going. Pandemic? Got nothing on you. School? You can get through it. Life? That shit sucks but I’m getting there. I don’t think that you fully appreciate how awesome you are because I know that others or yourself may downplay what you go through, but by just thinking about this past year, I already know that you are literally elite. You are gonna be the cool grandparent or older person that gives all the best advice, is absolutely hilarious, has awesome stories about living in a pandemic (despite the fact we might oversell it to sound more dramatic), you are gonna change the world just by existing and some day you will walk down the street and know that, although others may not see it yet, you are a freaking star.
I am not sure if any of you guys have heard this quote before by Mother Teresa. It is pretty good and I think about it every so often because it is so simple yet means so much. She says
Isn’t that quite good. Like it just shows that no matter how small you think your impact on the earth is, it is still significant. If you weren’t here there would be that much less than if you were. It all adds up and although you may not see it, every thing matters and if we lost you, we would be a you short. We would be missing a you and that will affect things. You are a part of a big thing and your presence is appreciated. I guess you could also link it to the butterfly effect where, if small thing happens like a butterfly flapping it’s wings, it leads to something bigger, like a hurricane. It may seem a bit weird, but it is true. If we missed a you then throughout the years life would be so different especially in the lives of the ones you love. Because you are here the world is so much different and I want you to know that you do have a meaning, you are so important, you do make an impact and your life does matter.
Don’t let anyone else tell you otherwise because you are a blessing and you need to keep shinning because one day you will finally realise your strength and the world won’t seem so tough anymore. When you realise your worth, you won’t take any shit and you can live life they you want and make the decisions that make you the happiest I hope you have a great day, stay safe and stay yourself PERIODT.
The answer is no, but it is also a bit more complicated than that. Do I like the first day of school where everything is new, you get the new time tables, new classes, new teachers? Yes, you could say that. But in general, I really could not be arsed to go back. Lately when…
Because I am SUCH an expert in this field, I am going to talk about all aspects. That directly translates to, I think about this shit a lot and think it would be weird to have “eyebrows, eyelashes, eyes and under eyes” in the title. So I guess we’ll get into it, but first I’m…
Now, if your looking for some sort of “12% of children going into their first year of secondary school with anxiety brought on my the change of school” then you are out of luck bitch bitch there is one thing and one thing only that I will talk about in this post. And what is…
What is earth? Firstly, it’s not flat. But shit, that’s a tough one. In one perspective, it is so large but so absolutely minuscule and insignificant in the grand scheme of things, yet it makes up everything we see and do and live for. It is a floating rock rotating around a ball of gas that is moving at unknown speeds through a large vat of nothingness, but yet everythingness (if that is even a word). It is such a miraculous thing to see and learn about and it is placed in the perfect place for life and intelligence to form which is absolutely crazy but… then comes the other perspective. There is life in that insignificantly significant flying rock. There are people who live in it like it is normal. There are people who live in it like it is not a scientific wonder. And sadly that is a lot of them. You see Mr alien, a lot of people, including myself, hate that rock. They hate it so much that they it ruins there life and they loose sight of it’s beauty. The earth is a cruel place and has so many rules and problems and such awful memories lie in it.
You see, there are people in there who have chosen to own the land and create rules so they can control us. Don’t get me wrong, they have done pretty amazing stuff. Like you can send an image from one side of the world to the other in less than a second. And you can fly in a rocket to the moon. But the people on earth like to focus on the negative for some reason. They always put the negatives as the headline of the news. The news is thing that is shown around the world, telling us what is happening. Or at least they are meant to. They usually just put in what they want us to hear and not what is important. But anyways, they like to remind us of how terrible life is, and very rarely to they just say “a lot of things are happening in the world, but you need to remember that if we all stick together, we can get through this”. I guess that would be hard though because, and I forgot to tell you this, certain people down there think they are better than others. Why? I don’t know, I think it is stupidity and ignora… oh, well it is to do with race, religion and beliefs, just to name a few. You see there is this book called the bible that people misunderstand and they use this to justify their points, when in reality they are just bad people who are really going against the bible, the very thing they live for. But yeah, there are people of different colours on earth, and that’s just because the colour of our skin has evolved over so many years to look different depending on what country or part of the world you live in or your ancestors lived in. It is completely natural and everybody is still a human, but some people decide that, because they are white, they are superior. You see, on earth, they have created an image of what a perfect human being is. A straight, white manly man. But that isn’t true, yet some people live by that and it breaks the world apart. So many things have been normalised on earth, yet there is no ‘normal’. It is confusing to explain I guess.
Also on earth, the people live a pretty routine life. They are born, and at the age of only 3-4, they are put into these things called school. It is where they go to learn all types of things like math, English, science and art. What? No, it lasts for at least 14 years, not just 1. Huh? No, they don’t like it. In fact, it kind of ruins things for them. We teach them everything and they are then judged of a letter on a piece of paper. I would say a majority of it is useless. I mean it is good to know how to read and add but I don’t really remember the last time I had to work out the circumference of a circle. And yeah, pretty much there self-worth and there future relies on the first years of their life. And it destroys there mental health like nothing else. Yup, because of stress, peer pressure, expectations, the fear of the future, and that is only naming a few. And yet, unlike everything else in the world, it has not changed. They are still taught in rows, everyone taught the same way, the same schedule, the same expectations. We don’t know why, but for some reason they don’t want to catch up. Now, I don’t have long because I need to get back home, but just let me simplify this for you. The world is such a confusing and wonderful place, but the people inside have stripped it of it’s worth and meaning. They have made so many things in an effort to protect and improve it, but in reality it makes us loose sight of what really matters. It makes us hate the entirety of the earth and it’s content. It is a wonderfully, terrifyingly, painfully confusing place. Hope you have a great day, stay safe and stay yourself PERIODT
Bitches, this is gonna be one small post because really there is not much to say, but hopefully that makes some of you feel more relaxed because you can look at this and think, well, at least I am not as bad as her. Or, you never know, we could be the exact same and we will become best friends. However, if you are my teacher, this is a joke *winks dramatically*. So yeah, time to expose myself I guess.
I have to say, I do actually stick to this ‘schedule’ so I am going to take that as a positive. But yeah, so this is the studying that I do when we have nothing to do in class and we have a test that day, or when the teachers have had enough of us (I don’t blame them, some of them are actually doing my head in)
First on the list, I get my earphones out, you know, get the study playlist going. Motivation is at top level right now and you have your books out, your in the work mindset, kinda, and I start making a wee bit of a mind map for like 5-10 minutes. At this point, I think I am the revision goddess, literally so elite and I feel I will pass all my exams. But then comes the next part
I’m working thinking, surely like 25 or 30 minutes have passed already, this will be easy. I look up and only 3 minutes has one passed. I scream internally which, to the people who are looking at me, would think I literally just saw the ghost of fucking Christmas past or something. Then I go back to work, and at this point my motivation has dropped by, probably 75% already. So not too well. My writing is getting sloppy, I am not actually focusing on what I am writing. The music is like the theme song for my life, and my sole has basically been sucked out of me.
Now it is time to have a complete mental breakdown. I usually try to pencil that in for a round 20 minutes before class ends, because that lets me crash so low, but not low enough that I can’t act like everything is totally fine. At this point, I have squiggled all over my page in rage (that rhymed lol) and my pen is no longer in my hand. The music and my thoughts are the only things I am concentrating on right now and it probably looks like I am having a staring competition. These are the moments I literally want to die and, if this was high school musical, the dances would be so fucking insane.
The bell rings, I try to pick up all the peaces of my broken brain, pack up, and act like human being and say something like “that was boring” or “I actually did something that class” when in reality, nothing changed and I did fuck all, but at least my coast is clear and I nobody will know that I lost around 50% of my brain cells and overall will to live.
This really could just fit into one bullet point and that is not an exaggeration. It is also quite a rare occasion so I really needed to use my brain power to remember what I did. I am literally meant to be revising right now, but… Mum, if you are reading this, I am sorry. I just really… don’t give a fuck.
Time to get the books out. I always pick the test I have for the next day, or the same day if I want to be a bit risky. And again, I don’t always revise the day before. So I get the books out, I have a quick panic attack because I realise this is my life and I hate it and I don’t know anything and I don’t know how to revise and I don’t know what topics it on and I don’t want to do this anymore. Then I get some pen and paper
By now, I am mentally numb enough to start. This last for like 5 minutes because I then go for a wee pee break you know. This usually lasts a while because I just go on my phone and cry and I am really scared to leave lol
I get back and I quickly look at this pile of crap, me, and then at the one on the table. I scan through each page with lightening speed and then make myself think that I know it all and I will be fine. Knowing very well I don’t even know what subject I have in front of me. Once I have convinced myself I know everything. I pack it away, go back to bed and cry because I actually know fuck all and I am really stressed about it but I can’t bring myself to actually do anything about it because I feel it is a waste of time and I am not going to succeed either way. Or something like that anyways.
So yeah, these are my study schedules. Do I recommend them? No. Do I stick by them? Yes. And I always will. You see, I actually don’t want to do school. Pretty much, my only passion is hating school, which is surprising to people as I am usually labelled as a smart person, or as they say in NI, a ‘sweat’. But in reality I am just a big ball of stress that want’s to please others at my own cost and at the moment I am about to burst so yeah. Quite fun, right! Anyways, I hope you have a great day, stay safe and stay yourself PERIODT
Lately this whole “snowflake generation” thing has become a universally known term to describe Gen z. They say it because we are to sensitive or fragile, because, well, I guess we take things too seriously or we are too awkward to do certain things like standing up for ourselves. And I know that you are all going to comment things like “complaining about being a snowflake makes you a snowflake” and “wow they really are sensitive” but I just kinda wanted to shed a little light on what I, a Gen Z, think of the title.
The other day we were talking about some of the words that we can’t say for obvious reason. For example, as a white person there are words I can’t say and other things like that. And then the adults were kind of talking about how “you can say these words just don’t say them to other people” and they were talking about how we can say it. Now I just looked at them so confused because they were rambling on about this, and if I said anything about it, such as “we don’t have the right to say that whether or not it is in a song, or a book or a general conversation”, I would be hit with the “your such a snowflake lol” and that would be the conversation over. But that just really annoys me because I feel like that is just the right thing. Just a way to educate people that despite the fact you think it is ok to say certain things, it really isn’t and we need to change how we act sometimes. So for me at least, I don’t think that standing up for what is right shouldn’t be labeled as being too fragile. Maybe our generation is trying to teach the older generations that times have changed and we want to start improving certain things that they would have seen as normal.
I also find that my way of talking to my friends or my sisters is a lot different to how older generation do it. Like, me and my sister could be just being sarcastic and ‘mean’ to each other, but like in a jokey way, and my mum would be raging and saying we should be nicer, but that is just how we communicate. We tend to make a lot more jokes than other people and they don’t take that very well. For example, my dad came in and was talking about something that he made sound really dramatic but pretty much was just about how his friend bought something in the shop or something like that and I was like “wow that was such a great story dad”, but like sarcastically and he was so offended. I just looked at him and back at my sister and I was so confused because it was pretty obviously a joke. And then whenever my sister would be like “that garden is so ugly” or something random like that, I would go “you’re so ugly” and then we just laugh it off. Basically we say random jokes and kind of shows that we are close enough and respect each other enough to do that, but then my parents would literally be calling a therapist because she thinks I am bullying her or something. So if we really are “snowflakes”, then why would we be talking to each other like that. We don’t even take offense to it, but the older generation do. So who is the snowflake now bitches.
My other argument for it is that I feel like a lot of people call us snowflakes because of our mental health situation. Like all the Karen’s will be talking about how everyone is depressed or mentally ill because we take things so seriously and we just need to relax, but then they ignore the actual reason so many of us are mentally unstable. Let me just name 5 points for now, just as a wee eye opener ok. There is school, social media, global warming, pandemic, meeting parents expectations… oh wait we are at 5 already. Damn, I didn’t even get warmed up. Now you can look at that list and think “well we went through multiple of those things too” and yes, you did, well done, but times have changed since you were at school and there are more pressures and problems at the moment. In the past, you didn’t have to pay for university. You didn’t have social media which is so confusing and impactful in our lives. You had global warming but you kind of caused it and didn’t change things when you could and now you are leaving it all up to us to fix it and also blaming us for it. You weren’t told that we only have to 2050 before it is controllable. Unless you are over 100 years old, you have never been in a global pandemic. You have most likely not had pretty much all of your important school years at home, where you had to teach it to yourself and nothing stayed normal for more that 1 hour. And the last one, parents expectations, you guys did have this too and I know that. It was a big one for all of us but I put it in just to remind you that we don’t try to disappoint you, no matter what we do. I know for a fact that we all want to make you proud, and that can be stressful sometimes. So maybe think about the real reason behind our mental state before you go off blaming it on the fact we are too sensitive, because maybe you should blame it on the fact we are too tired.
So you can call us snowflakes if you want, but snowflakes make an avalanche and that is what we are. Our generation is going to make a change and we are going to create something strong and powerful. I know that is cheesy as fuck, but I think it makes sense. Maybe as individuals we seem “fragile” but when we are all together, there is nothing stopping us PERIODT.
There is something that I wanted to talk about that we all know of already, just maybe we don’t all recognise it. I want to bring it to your attention because I think it is really important to understand and be aware of.
Lately, life has been like walking through concrete, and it is like that for a lot of us. Every step is so exhausting and sometimes you feel like you should just stop trying and let yourself get trapped in it. This whole year we have been told continuously that “everyone is going through the same thing. We aren’t alone and we know exactly how you feel”. I have to admit, I have said this a lot too and sometimes, although people say it in a supportive and positive way, it doesn’t always help. “we know exactly how you feel”. Let’s talk about that for a second. This pandemic has affected the whole world, yes. The impact of it has affected every single one of us, I know that. But nobody knows exactly how you feel. I am sure that if someone actually knew ‘exactly’ how you felt, they wouldn’t just be doing a year assembly or a one minute motivational talk before they go off teaching you about animal cells. I know that if someone where to know ‘exactly’ how you feel, they would be be doing a lot more than they are right now.
So why did I even say that? To make you feel lonely? To make you feel weird? No. I said it because sometimes whenever we think some crazy stuff that can seem scary, and someone says it is normal, we begin to play it off and think that it is this bad for everyone. Then you might begin to feel weak because you can’t handle all the things that supposedly everyone goes through. But that isn’t true. Yes we have all been through the pandemic, but we haven’t all been through the same thoughts and trials. Not one of us have had the same emotions and same feelings and thoughts as you and I don’t think we ever will. And I want you to know that if you are struggling, then it doesn’t matter if it is normal or not because you deserve help. Even if it was normal, everyone would need help. But the truth is, the things you are going through are not normal. But that is ok, as long as you talk about it with someone. Try to figure it out with someone. People just say the whole “we know how you feel” thing as a way to show they are here for you. They don’t know a damn thing about what you are going through so don’t let what they say get to you.
You can also see it in another way. Nobody has any clue what anyone is going through. So while you might think that you are the only one having a really difficult time, one of the loud guys at the back of the class could be depressed or have troubles of your own. The school bully could be having family problems. I mean it doesn’t excuse what they do but they life probably isn’t perfect either. This can be a bit confusing for people as well because then they think that if everyone is going through something, it is fine to struggle, but that isn’t true. It just means that more people need help. We can’t compare ourselves to others, especially when it come to mental health because we have no way of knowing how they feel and what they are going through. It is literally impossible to do that.
So I guess, to wrap up this weeks weekly reminder, just know that you don’t have to stay quiet because “everyone feels this way” because that is completely false. But also to know that you aren’t a weirdo for feeling how you feel. I hope you have a great day, stay safe and stay yourself PERIODT
I don’t know about you guys, but this week has been tough as shit for me. This whole week I have been waiting to post a weekly reminder because there is something I have want to say to you. It’s something that you probably haven’t heard this week, or this month, but I want to say this to you and I want you to understand that I genuinely mean it, ok? And despite the fact this post is public, it was made for you directly because I know you need it.
I am so proud of you. I admire you so much for being able to make it to this very moment. Despite the pain and the exhaustion you have felt, you have made it do far and although others may not recognise it, I am so proud and thankful that you have made it this far. A lot of times, whenever we ‘joke’ about making it to another day, people shrug it off as though as though living is a piece of cake, but I recognise that living each and every day is a chore for you and that I am so happy you keep going.
Although you may. Not recognise it, there are so many people that need you every day. There are people who you have helped just by being there and it is difficult to see how much you mean to people, but you have to trust that you mean so much to the world. No matter if you just stay in bed all day, you have accomplished so much by just being here. Now don’t take that as me saying it is fine for you to live that way because it is obvious you need help from a professional, but don’t down play the fact that you are so strong.
This was just a small weekly reminder, but if you are to only remember one thing today, make it this. You are so strong and you mean so much to this world. I am proud and inspired by you. I hope you have a great day, stay safe and stay yourself PERIODT
Hi, if you don’t know me, I am a straight white teenage girl with no disabilities and just a mental health problem. What does that mean? That means that the only discrimination I have faced is being a woman. Now, there has been problems with sexism at the moment, but over all I have got it pretty easy. But I want to use that to help others too. And the only way I really know how to do that would be to use this platform to get people to listen.
That is where my next problem comes into play. How am I supposed to help when I know very little about what you guys go through and what YOU want me to do. Because I could write a whole essay about equality, but it would do fuck all because I don’t know what you guys really want us to do. So please, no matter what it is that you go through, whether it is a disability, race, sexuality, anything, can you please comment below something that you guys want us, the people who are can use your privilege to help, to do in order to help you guys or just be aware of certain things. You can leave a story about a time where you were discriminated against and say what you would have wanted someone to do to help, or just state anything. If you are comfortable of course.
I’m going to admit, I know very little about what others go through but I want that to change. I mean I am a sympathetic person but I also feel stuck on what to do and sometimes I can be a bit ignorant. On TikTok there was this guy with a stutter and was talking about how saying “did I stutter” was insulting. And I had said these before and didn’t think anything from it. So please educate me and everyone else on the internet because although we will never know what you go through and how you feel, I want to be able to do the most I can to make you feel safer or more included in the world.
So I am sorry if I sound like your basic bitch trying to get clout or something. This is not a trend, this is a real life problem and I would appreciate it so much if you guys could help spread awareness. But yeah, that is pretty much it. Just know that you are perfect just the way you are. I hope you have a great day, stay safe and stay yourself PERIODT
This is the phrase that I get told every single time that I talk about not wanting to get back to school. I complain and to try and comfort me they say, it is only 5 weeks and then you can have summer off. Yeah, that is easy to say when you aren’t in it. But it isn’t JUST 5 weeks because what is in those weeks that is so fucking scary and I don’t know how they will go.
So as most of you will know, I am in my GCSE years, meaning that all order and security has just jumped out the window, and soon I will be following if they don’t figure this shit out. Let me tell you what are in the next 5 weeks. The first week. This one will be fine I guess. I only have 1 test but the thing I am not looking forward to is the multiple teachers shouting at me for not doing my homework because I literally have given up, or in other words, I don’t give a fuck. So that week will be riveting I guess you could say. Now we go to week 2. Where should I fucking start? Maybe with the fact that on Monday I have 3 tests. I swear they said that wasn’t allowed, but we move. Except they are literally all one after the other. I also have three more that week which is not ideal. I mean I guess it would be fine if I was prepared but… well… I am not. Do you know what else? I don’t even care. Wow I sound like such a rebellious teen, but in a less fun way, I have desensitized myself from caring because I feel like it is still going to be cancelled or, by some miracle, I will pass the exams. Please tell me I am not the only one that feels like no matter what, I will fail, so why try and put effort into it because it will only hurt more. So yeah that is the plan currently
Right, I am not going to go and list all the weeks now because you kinda get the gist don’t ya. Over all, saying that it is only 5 weeks angers me to the max because there is so much more to it. I already know that my mental health will get even worse, somehow. And then, just like everyday, we won’t be recognized for it and we will have to go through our day like normal, with the judgement of teachers as they see you don’t know shit. I have to say, I am lucky enough to have some genuinely nice teachers, but they still don’t understand us fully. They only understand the hardship of zoom classes, to an extent, but they are over now. They seem to have literally forgotten that our life isn’t all about school. I know that it is my fault for not starting revision, but I swear to god, if they ask “who has been revising” and everyone puts their hand up, I will be crying, so get ready.
And then, when all the tests are done and over with, I still have to spend the next weeks panicking about how I am gonna fail and end up on the streets and being shunned from society. Those 5 weeks are just the start of it and those 5 weeks determine my whole future, how I turn out, what I become, my mental health, everything. So excuse me if I complain about this a bit because I have tried my best to stay calm through this whole global panini, but now I am getting stressed, I don’t know what to do, how to start, what to learn, anything. And I am getting no answers no matter how much I ask and look for the solution. Trust me, if it was as easy as sitting down for an hour and reading, I would do it… maybe. But the point is that whenever I say something is bothering me, it mostly likely means it is eating me inside because I don’t always like to complain. Our whole generation has been too quiet for too long so don’t ignore us if we are scared for something because it can mean so much for us that you will never understand. I am shitting myself for these 5 weeks and there is so much more to it that I can’t explain it, but just try to be nice to the teens in your life because I know for A FACT that they aren’t having a good time at the moment. Whether there is a lot to do, or we blow things out of proportion, it is equally as stressful and just saying to “relax” and “it is only 5 weeks” will not help. Please try to be more sympathetic to all of us and give us time to deal with this. Our future rides on this and yet we don’t have the strength to try. It is frustrating, I will tell you that for free, but we aren’t robots and we need to do things our own way.
So yeah, that was a tad bit of a rant to be honest, but over all, I am terrified and I have no words to describe it. I have played so many outcomes in my mind and none of them are good. Although I am trying my best, my best isn’t very good at the moment. We don’t want to let you down either. But yeah, if you are an adult out there, just be a bit kinder and sympathetic. And if you are a teen, you aren’t alone, take as much time as you need to get through this and try to take one day at a time. I hope you have a great day, stay safe and stay yourself PERIODT.
Hey guys, another week has gone by and for a lot of us, we may be going back to school next week. Well, I am anyways. I have a total of 18 exams in the next 5 weeks, all which goes towards my GCSEs (aka decides my future) so to say I am scared would be an understatement. Have I revised? No. Will I revise? I have no clue bitch. But I guess I just want to make this weekly reminder about the fact that, just because you are finding revision and school hard to get done, doesn’t mean you are lazy or dumb. Here’s what I mean
For the past year we have been chucked left and right, up and down, with no support or recognition. Yes, the government say they “understand” us, but they fucking don’t. Yes I can hear that they seem sympathetic, but answer me this, what have they done about it? What teenager have they seriously talked to about how they have been affected? What have they solved? Well, for the UK, the answers are, they have brought all the exams forward with little understanding of what we are being tested on or help with the topics. They have asked no teenager about their feelings and have just went off of stereotypes like “the reason they are struggling is because they are on their phone all day” or “they just don’t like school and that is why they are failing, they need to grow up”. And to answer, what have they solved… I have no fucking clue. I guess they are trying to give us a fair shot on predicted grades. Oh wait, but they gave us no warning of tests, with little preparation while a lot of us are in an unhealthy mental state. Hmm, I guess they eventually got us all back into school. Oh, but we have been bombarded with work and stress and little time to breather or settle in. You see, the thing with our generation is that we don’t openly show our emotions, or at least not in a way other generations would understand. I don’t know about everyone else, but for me there is a bad stigma around struggling mentally and when we speak up about an issue, it is seen as “disrespectful”. Then when everything gets to much and a tragedy happens, they wonder why we didn’t speak up and so they have an assembly. Then the cycle starts again. We miss a homework, the teacher gets mad, we tell them it is because we are struggling, they ignore us, something bad happens, they never learn from their mistakes.
You see, when you miss a homework, or when you don’t have the energy to revise, it is OK. And I don’t care what your mum, dad, carers, teachers, anyone, says because they have no fucking clue what is going on. Not the faintest fucking idea. And I have no clue what your situation is right now, but I know that there is something going on in your life. Whether it is just Corona or something else, you have something going on and I hear you. Don’t let anybody make you feel weak for the way you feel, or downplay the severity of your problems because it is not your fault and you need to know that. Shit happens, but for you, too much shit has happened. I am sure missing homework or failing exams is the least of your worries and that is just how these feelings are being expressed. Yet nearly every teacher is blind to that fact. They don’t see you thoughts, they don’t know your story, they don’t see the real you. So no matter how much they harass you, just understand this isn’t your fault and I am not gonna promise you it will get better soon because I don’t fucking know. I sure hope it does, but I can’t promise that. All I can say is that you aren’t alone. You have your whole class behind you, you have me behind you and no teacher can fully understand what you are feeling at the moment. Maybe you don’t even understand, that’s ok though. Life has been changing every single day since the beginning of 2020. News changes, families change, school changes, our routine changes. And just when we feel a bit settled in to one way of life, it is shifted. I know that for me, one of the many reasons I struggle with doing things such as homework or studying is because I feel as though it is going to change, as though I will start to revise and it will all be cancelled. As though I will have to go through all the mental pain of school and then all the mental pain of realizing it was all a waste. These past years have been filled with so much pain and we just don’t want that to continue any longer.
So, if you were to take one thing from this post, let it be the power to not let people make you believe that you are just lazy and that you are overreacting, but that you are confused and tired or the changes and pain. You are so strong and not doing homework doesn’t diminish that. Don’t let ANYBODY tear you down or make you feel less of yourself. Do you realise how much you have gone through to get to this moment? It is amazing how you have made it this far. Nobody knows your journey apart from you, so don’t let them write your future. Hope you have a great day, stay safe and stay yourself PERIODT.
Hey guys, so I just wanted to say well done for getting through this week. I am sure there has been a pile of new challenges for all of you guys but the fact you are here to read this is amazing. I also kind of just wanted to make a point of saying thank you to all of you because we have made it to 167 followers! I feel so blessed to have all of you supporting me and I feel like I have 167 friends now. It kind of shows me that we are all going through something tough and need someone to be there when we go through it and I am so happy to be that person for you guys.
But I want you to realise something from this achievement too. My followers come from all over the world, yet they have similar emotions and thoughts and problems. We always feel alone in this world and although this group is only a very small fraction of it, it just proves that you aren’t doing any of this by yourself. I hope you realise that no matter what, all of us have your back and no matter what happens we will support you. I feel like all you guys are good people. You aren’t racist, you aren’t trump supporters, your not homophobic, and you are accepting of everyone, so please feel free to use this as an outlet for your feels. Please feel free to email me at firstname.lastname@example.org if you want to create a post to put on my sight. I would love to see the perspective of other people going through different journeys because I know that I can’t relate to all of you guys but I want to spread the word that you aren’t alone. And of course, if you want me to I will make it an anonymous post. I will not take all the credit for your work but if you want I will just say it is from an anonymous creator.
But yeah, just for this weeks weekly reminder, try to keep it in mind that although this earth may feel lonely as hell, I promise you there are other’s out there who are ready to listen to what you have to say, to be there for you, that want you to be there. But please do comment and subscribe so we can be lonely together. Because I don’t know what you are going through, you don’t know what I am going through, but we can still stick together and get through this together. I am going to say the cliche ‘there is a light at the end of the tunnel’ because, although it is bloody frustrating, it is also true, and the people who care about you are willing to wait at the end of the tunnel for as long as you need.
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In my 15 years of life, I have surprisingly a lot of good stories. I can look back at them now and think why the fuck did I not body slam that person? So yeah are a few of these moments, enjoy lol
The Day I Was Born
So I was born and the first thing I thought was, “the AUDACITY of this bitch to birth me”. I think if I were to go through this again I would definitely decide not to become an embryo
So this was a few years back. And before you think I am such an outgoing person, this was with my dad, sister and her friend so I’m not that popular. Anyways, so I was just vibing, as you do, and then this old man was proper hammered and he was going around literally jumping on people as though they were his best mates. As a teen girl I was already a tad bit skeptical so I tried not to give him any attention. Then he came up literally dancing away and then he stopped, leaned back, put his glasses down a wee bit and then bloody LOOKED ME UP AND DOWN and here was me literally terrified and I was like what the fuck do I do. But then finally he left and I was like, I defo should’ve absolutely slammed his face. But yeah lol, getting hit on my an ancient old man really is not the thing I was wanting.
This story actually happened in school a couple years ago. Me and my friend went throw this annoying phase where we kept trying to trip each other up and then I went to trip her up in the line to get to class and then one of the ICT teachers walked by me and was like ‘that’s not very lady like’. I looked back at him like, I would beat you up if you weren’t an adult or my teacher. Not lady like bitch I wasn’t trying to. The audacity of men scares me
Making My Way Down Town
Lol this was actually last year (why do I keep saying when everything happened as if you give a fuck) and it was a really warm day for once so ya know, me and my friends were having the summer vibes. They were having a hot girl summer, but not me LOL anyways, so yeah, we were like, lets go be basic white girls and get ourselves some iced coffee. While we were walking down IN BROAD DAYLIGHT ON A BUSY STREET, this man walks up beside us and starts talking to us about ‘where you going’, ‘I really like this place’. Bare in mind he was like late 40’s and we are like 15-16 so we were a bit sketched out as you would be. So we kind of stopped for a second to see if he would leave, he didn’t so we were like ‘fuck it’ and we just went to get coffee. This man FOLLOWS us in and just waits at the front door as we order. Then we sit down with our drinks and starts talking to us. We kinda scared but don’t wanna show it obviously, and finally he walks out again. That man didn’t even buy a drink so I don’t know what the fuck he thought he was gonna do. So yeah, that happened.
We Care, Buuuuuuttt…
Ok, this was 2 days ago literally. This had me literally crying in class. That’s not a joke, I just had tears. Here I was in English class, that says enough already, and she had another bloody talk about how we are going through so much. Wait, the first thing is that she literally goes on about the fact that we don’t even have it bad. Bitch! Why? You know that isn’t true right? Anyways, then that bitch went on to say, ‘you know that book you haven’t looked at in like a year and you have already done a bunch of tests on? Well we just randomly decided that you need to write an essay on it because you don’t give a flying fuck about you guys.’ So yeah, I cried and now and fully want to jump out the window 🙂
These Boys Ain’t Shit
So my first relationship was kind of… how will I put it? Utter shit, yes that’s what I was looking for. When I tell you I could write a book on this man, I mean it. But I am gonna name 2 things. So, I planned for us to go out to a movie with him after weeks of trying to get him to find time for me and then the day before this man texts me saying he can’t make it and I was like ‘why’ and he was like BECAUSE I NEED TO WATCH STAR WARS WITH MY DAD. This is no joke, he said that. He dad wasn’t sick or anything, they had all watched star wars already so there was absolutely no reason to watch it. I said ok because I thought that is what I deserved in the relationship LOL. And the second one. We were in a relationship for 2 years +. I hated it at that point because I thought I was such a bad person and that’s why he never messaged me. Tell me why the literal first time he texted me first was to break up with me. Yup, he broke up over text. The only thing I regret is not being the one to dump him
Fire At Grannies House
Ha! So when I was a literal foetus, it was Christmas and I had my cousins round and we were all at my grannies. Just for context, these were the cousins on my mum’s side so you know it was a good time. We made a fort, we played mums and dads, all that jazz. Then we went to play with legos, as you should. Then my dad is just outside the door like ‘hmm, I smell fire’:o Tell me why there is a fucking fire ball in the living room! I’ll tell you why. We left a pillow on top of one of the lamps and that bitch was blazing. The thing is, it was right next to the curtains so my granny’s house was close to being on fire but luckily it didn’t. And then it was just me and my cousins watching our uncles carry out this crisp pillow and lamp. Ah memories
Anyways, they are just a few of the stories I have. I hope you enjoyed them because some are quite funny, other’s are just a bit concerning to be honest. Hope you have a great day, stay safe and stay yourself PERIODT
Hey guys, so listen, I know that for a lot of us out there, this week has been so fucking tough and I know that you don’t have the words or the energy to explain how you feel but I have an important message that I really want you to hear and I promise I will keep it short.
Whenever you tell someone ‘I am really tired and struggling this week’ and they say ‘yeah everyone is at the moment’, I just want you to know that, although it is true, that doesn’t take away the fact that you deserve to get help with your thoughts. Just because a lot of people are struggling, doesn’t mean that that makes your situation any less because it still affects your life just as much as before. You need to focus on yourself and realise that it is ok to not be ok as long as you get help. Don’t think that it is ok to struggle like you do now because ‘everyone must feel the same way’. That is there problem and the only person you need to take care of right now is yourself because you can’t give all of your love to someone else because then what are you left with.
It is like when you are on a plane and they say ‘in case of emergency, oxygen masks will fall from the ceiling. Put your mask on before you help others’. So in life that means that you need to help yourself and make yourself safe before you should start helping others because, if you don’t, then who know what will happen to you. You matter most ok and I never want you to forget that. So yes, others do struggle but you deserve just as much help and support, your thoughts matter and you deserve to live better than this.
Thank you guys for reading this and I hope it helped some of you to remember this because it is so important to know at this point. Please take care of yourself and know that you mean so much to the world. Hope you have a great day, stay safe and stay yourself PERIODT
Good morning guys. Today is the day I go back to school after 3 months of online lessons and to be honest, nothing could get worse than this moment. As soon as I got up, I got changed into my school uniform and I almost broke down. Why? Because my uniform is tight on me. It is so frustrating and I felt trapped and nearly just decided to go back to be and just sleep for the rest of the day. But then I thought, maybe if I write it down here, I will get it off my chest and maybe someone will feel the same way and we won’t feel as isolated.
I hate my body and I have for a long time. Sadly a lot of people can understand that and they feel the same way. I always feel like someone is always looking at me, judging me, and can tell every time I gain a bit of weight. It is always my stomache, my legs and my arms that I get most stressed about. And my face too but that would mean I could have just said my whole body but I didn’t so here we are now. Anyways, back on topic. My skirt feels really tight around my waist and I just can’t stop thinking about every little thing and feeling ashamed of myself. The thing about me, and maybe you guys too, is that I can give advice to everyone else, but none of that is being listened to by me because I just think it doesn’t apply to me. It sounds ridiculous, this applies to everyone in the world but me. So I thought that I would type out what I say to others and maybe I will believe some of it… maybe.
So what I would remind someone is that firstly, their body is absolutely perfect, and then I remind them how much their body has gone through. Everyone’s body has changed in some way, no matter what, because we have been in a flipping global pandemic. The fact that you may feel different in someway is completely normal because we have been through so many changes and so many stressful moments. The motivation to do some things is absolutely demolished so how would we expect anything else. And the truth is, nobody will actually notice that you have changed, and if they do they won’t judge you because they understand at least a part of what you have gone through because they went through it too and have probably become uncomfortable in their own body too.
What I also want to make sure everyone know is that if anybody ever mentions anything about your weight, they are not worth the worry. They are people who are jealous of you because they also feel uncomfortable with who they are. And that isn’t an excuse what so ever, but I mean that they do not deserve your presence in their lives. Don’t think of it as ‘I am so much less than them and I am worthless’, try to think of it as ‘they don’t deserve my time and I don’t want to be with someone who only sees people for their looks and not for their actual personality’. And I know that is way easier said than done, but try to at least remember this and maybe some day in the future, it will stick with you.
So to conclude this, I know that you are really struggling right now and that is ok but just know that this is totally normal and you are so strong for getting this far. I am really proud of you and it will get better. Hope you have a great day, stay safe and stay yourself PERIODT
Hi, today is more of a serious blog, so no jokes, just me. I have my first day back in school tomorrow, like literally in the building. And just like last time, I really am not prepared to go back. I am finally comfortable with online school and I don’t think I can cope with all the pressures of school life. I know that there are so many people excited to be socializing again, but I was happy with where I was, or at least I could cope with it.
Next week I will be having tests pretty much everyday and they will be going towards my final GCSE but I have not revised at all for them. I realise in my brain that these are important and I can’t just forget about them but I physically can not bring myself to revise. I am just not in that mindset and I physically can not get myself into it. This isn’t just a case of laziness and procrastination as all the parents will think, but it is a struggle. I am so terrified for these exams and what they will mean to my future but I don’t have the power to get myself into revision. The thing is, when I revise I get into such a bad state of mind and it destroys me, but when I don’t I just crumble out of fear because I have no clue what to do.
I was that person who always got good grades in class. The one who everyone would call a ‘sweat’, so you are probably all like ‘well you will still be getting an A so get over it’, but I am not one of those people who are naturally smart. I have to revise so much just to get close to the grades of my friends who barely revise. One time I didn’t revise for a test and I failed. I am so terrified of that happening but I can’t start to revise. I don’t know where to. Everyone seems like they have it figured out but I am so lost. I have no clue what will happen, I have no clue what I will do when I get bad grades. How am I supposed to compose myself in class when I have a panic attack at the thought of these tests?
For those not living in the UK, the government have cancelled our formal exams ‘for our mental health’. And what they decided to do instead was just move them forward. So now we have to do the same amount of revision in less time which has fucked my mind so much. I have no clue what to think and there are just points where I get so overwhelmed that I just freeze. They always say ‘we know how you feel’, ‘we know you are under a lot of pressure’ but they don’t because if they knew even a fraction of what we felt they would be doing so much more despite the fact that most of them are heartless.
I have been taught all my life that I am a smart, gifted child who needs to get all As if I want to succeed in life. So I got in a rhythm. It was a bloody stressful one, but I revised, got the grades, did the work, had no social life, and I was miserable but I got what everyone expected of me. But now I have lost that all and I shake with fear that I might let everyone down. I have already let myself down but I can not let my family down. They do so much for me and they encouraged me to do so well in school but I can’t make them proud anymore. I hate school and I never want to go back but I feel if I leave they will look down at me and I will fail them.
I am so scared but I wanted to share this to show that you guys aren’t alone. Life is so fucking tough for teens at the moment and nobody fucking cares, so please, if you can, share this will everyone you know. Get this message out there because it may not changing anything but I hope to god that the right person sees this and they wont feel as lonely as I do right now. I love you all. Hope you have a great day, stay safe and stay yourself PERIODT
Don’t try to be all smart and say “well if you had at least one brain cell, it is obviously your mouth”. That isn’t even the answer BOB, so go away. Anyways this actually a serious post so let’ get into it.
The answer I was looking for was your eyes. I’m not tryna get all soft and stuff but it is true. I mean when you have a connection with someone the saying is that you can “look into their eyes and understand them”, not “i can look at their mouth and understand them” because all you will see is a piece of food stuck in their teeth or something like that. Maybe it is just me but like I could be deaf, but whenever I look at someone I can tell how they feel.
But like, you know what I mean, when you look into someones eyes you can see the pain in them. Somebody xuld be acting happy, a smile on their face, but when you look on their eyes you can see their story. in some way. Your mouth could scream a lie, but your eyes will scream the truth.
The thing about your eyes is that you can’t really lie with them because well firstly you may not be thinking about them and secondly it takes a lot of practise to hide your emotions with your eyes. It would be really hard to tell how someone really feels while blind folded because all you can hear is their voice. The thing about your voice is that you can say anything with it. Any word in the dictionary. You can change emotions as much as a pregnant woman.
I would also like to say that I am not a proper scientist person who analysis this stuff, I am just a sympathetic teen girl. I also want to say that, if you look at someone and you get that feeling in your stomach that they aren’t 100% themselves, ask them. Even if they sound completely fine. And even if they are genuinely fine, there is no shame in asking because then at least they know that you are here for them
So yeah, to conclude, your eyes can say so much. I know I sound cliché but they are the window to your soul but that is what makes them beautiful. So try to look someone in the eye every once in a while because you never know what they might tell you
Thank you so much for reading and I hope this benefits somebody in some way. So yeah, please like and follow if you liked this type of content. Hope you have a great day, stay safe and stay yourself PERIODT.
There are a lot of common things people get annoyed at, whether that is just having to sit around all day or the WiFi not working, just stuff like that. I am not talking about these things today, I am talking about the little tiny things that others may not notice, just like one of those tiny flies that fly around your face while you are talking and you just can’t stop getting distracted by it.
Silent But Deadly
I know what this title makes you think of, but that isn’t it. What I mean by it is that I hate it when there are certain teachers who ask a question and go quiet for way too long. Nobody is answering and nobody know who is about to start talking first. Maybe nobody will, but that is even worse. There are three ways this can end. 1, you speak first. Nobody else talks and you get it right. Well done you, you stopped the bomb. 2, you start to talk, but so does somebody else. You both stop starting and stopping to talk at the same time, just that little sidestep you do when trying to get past someone. You never speak on zoom again in fear of this happening. 3, nobody talks, the teacher waits longer, still nobody talks. Suddenly, you find yourself in deep shit. The teacher is shouting, complaining about everything going on in their life. Their marriage, quarantine, drinking problem. They stop. Everyone leaves. So yeah, a majority of the time, it is not ideal. I hate the silence with a passion.
Sweet Or Sour
Right, this is literally the most annoying ever. This is when the teacher’s are trying to act nice but everyone can tell they couldn’t give a shit. To be fair I don’t blame them, but passive aggressiveness annoys me in general. Like they just be staring at the camera and you can see it in their eyes that they are ready to slap us all, but they have ask a question like ‘hope you guys are all ok’. Oh my god, or they like ‘just text if you want me to help you with anything’ but you can tell they will give you fuck all if you ask them. The last example of this is also when we have had quite a quiet class, so everyone is a bit on edge, and then at the end of the class they say ‘has anyone got anything to ask’ and then time just stops. We all have our mouse on the end call button, even the teacher, but she just stares as if we have literally failed her as a class. She is as close to giving up as she is to the camera. Just their face staring. It do be giving me nightmares. Yeah, that kind of passive aggressiveness just gets to me :O
*crickets* THANK YOUUUUUU
Ok, so I guess this is nice for the teachers, but this is when the class is so quiet the whole time and then the teachers say ‘bye’ and then there is a long silence when everyone stays on the call waiting for one person to say ‘thank you’. Then everyone erupts and says THANK YOU at the exact same time. I do feel kind of bad if we don’t do that I guess, but the thing is, nobody wants to be the first person so you are just waiting there awkwardly and then all of a sudden your ears are blown off. I just can’t deal.
The most important thing is _/\/\/\_ is that all OK guys?
Just ignore my attempt of trying to portray a glitch through a keyboard. And to be fair, this kind of a big thing that happens to probably everyone, but… get over it, this is my blog. LOL anyways. You could have been sitting through a whole bloody lesson just for this one piece of info that you need and then that is the moment that they glitch. You just waiting for it and all of a sudden, BOOM, WiFi is non-existent. Yes, I probably could just ask for her to repeat that. Will I know? No. Why? Because then the exact same thing I explained in the first example will happen, and I am still recovering from last time. I mean maybe the thing she said wasn’t that important, right?
Time is Ticking Bitches
In our school, our classes are only supposed to be 45 minutes each to give us time for any technical difficulties and stuff like that. Now lets play a bit of ‘never have I ever’. Never have I ever finished class in 45 minutes. Never have I ever not been rushing to go onto my next class. Never have I ever had my class run into break and lunch time. Oh wait! I have actually. The only thing getting them away from it is the fact they are my favourite teacher. And every single time they keep saying ‘I am conscious of the time guys, don’t worry’. Umm, I don’t think you fucking are because the time is ticking. And then they keep going on with other questions and it is so dragged out because nobody answers and then they do a massive conclusion and then there is the whole bloody awkward THANK YOU thing at the end even though we have nothing to be thankful for!!!!
What Is Time Anyways
On the topic of time, I don’t think that the teachers really realise that the timetable is still a thing. They be starting and finishing these lessons as though they themselves are literally time. They also forget that, just because we at home, doesn’t mean we have more time for work. They be like ‘here is a big pile of homework’, we all panic but she says ‘don’t worry, I know it is a lot’, relaxing, then ‘I am setting it for tomorrow instead of the end of the day’, PANIC. They really woke up and chose evil.
Thank you so much for reading, I hope you enjoyed and this actually makes sense for some. Hope you have a great day, stay safe and stay yourself PERIODT
Hi guys! You made it through the week! I am so proud of you. That week was a bloody roller coaster with all the things about the royalty and the world in general. If you live in the UK you will know that Piers Morgan has left ‘Good Morning Britain’. To add to the good news we also have less corona deaths which is a great thing. So yeah, I am so proud of everyone for actually making it to this post. Thank you for being here.
So what I thought would be a good weekly reminder for this week is to make sure everyone knows that they deserve happiness. Yup, this is something that a lot of people find really hard to accept, me included. And I am not gonna go give you ‘Ten Top Tips To Love Yourself’ because, firstly, the advice is utter crap, they literally say to get a bath and get over it. Secondly, I am no professional, so if I was to go out here and give advice, it would end very badly.
In my experience, I always questioned ‘why do I deserve to be happy while there are people out there who are doing so much worse than be’. I felt as though I was being selfish and stealing the happiness from others, when the truth is I just have the opportunity for help and so will they someday. No matter what happens in life, there is always somebody worse than you, and that may be really unhelpful to say, but what I mean is that, if you feel this way, there is never going to be a point where you say ‘I deserve to get help’. Do you get me? You need to ask yourself ‘when will I be worse enough to deserve help?’. Usually that answer is something really bad, but you need to use that to your advantage and think ‘if I am thinking about getting to that situation, then I need to get help right now before I go there’. No matter what happens in your life, whether you get overwhelmed by the smallest thing or you going through a really really tough time, you deserve help’. Everybody has different threshold for what they can cope with, and if you find it hard to cope with even the smallest thing, that isn’t something that should be ignored. The thing is, you don’t live their life, and they don’t live yours. So no matter what, if you are finding it hard to live in your situation, that is reason enough to get help. Now I do understand that is easier to say than to do but just read this when you need a reminder because it is true and it is important.
No matter what anyone else is going through, if you are struggling AT ALL, you deserve to get help. Ok? Please remember that.
Thank you so much for reading. I hope you liked this post and it benefited you in some way. You all matter to me and I am so happy that you made it through the week. I am very proud. Please like and follow if you liked this content and wanna read more. Hope you have a great day, stay safe, and stay yourself PERIODT
I have a story that I really regret and I need to get this off my chest. The things I said completely ruined this girls life.
Every day, from the moment I woke up, I would target this girl. I had know her for my whole life and I don’t know why, just one day I treated her like crap. I would constantly be in her face saying things like ‘you are so fat’ and ‘you are worthless and someday someone is going to discover this and you will be shunned from society’. I know this sound so horrible and I did this for so long. She ended up having bad mental health, she went to hospital for a while but I never really stopped saying these things for her. I would literally say that this at least made her valid as a person because she would have a good back story, that is what made me keep doing it. Whenever I saw her being slightly happy I would always knock her down. No matter where she was or who she was with I would beat her down with my words. Do you know what the best thing was? She never told anyone about it. Not a soul. She didn’t even show it in her face. Nobody would be able to tell. I have done these things to this girl for so many years now, and still to this day I do the same thing. Out of respect I have to mention who this person is. I did get their permission so don’t worry. The girl who I would mentally abuse everyday for many years was… me.
Before you start to think I am looking for a massive reaction and a bunch of attention, I just wanted to put into perspective what so many of us go through every single day. I am sure that you probably felt so angry and had so much hatred for me. You probably thought I was such a bad person, and I mean of course you would because what decent person would ever do that to someone? Nobody should ever be treated that way. Right? So then why do you treat yourself that way? Why do you let your mind beat yourself up every waking morning? When I put it into terms of me saying these things to someone else it seems like the meanest thing in the world, but when we put it in terms of saying this to ourselves, we just let it go. It is hard to think of it this way, but this is exactly what we put up with everyday. We let our mind bully us every single day and we feel as though we shouldn’t get help for it. Just like with every bully, we need to report this and hand ourselves in because if we don’t, this will keep happening and that person’s life will become worse and worse. Just because we can’t physically see this bully, or hear them, it doesn’t mean that you are any less valid. It is just as traumatizing and awful and it is so sad that we feel as though we can’t fix it because if this was an actual human being that did these things to you, you would be going to tell someone and get help.
I know that it can be tough to see it in this way, but I just wanted to tell everyone that you can’t let your mind treat you like that. Try to think of it as a person and then be like ‘what would I do in this situation?’. Would you tell someone? Would you get help and support? I hope those answers are yes because you don’t deserve to be treated like this. For a lot of us, our biggest bully is ourselves and that is not ok. I mean of course your thoughts are valid but you can’t let it keep happening. You need to expose that bully. You know that sadness for the girl who you thought I was bullying, feel that for yourself because you are going through so much right now and although your mind may tell you otherwise, you deserve to be happy and live your life to the fullest.
Thank you so much for watching, I hope you enjoyed it and it put into perspective that we can’t ignore what our mind is telling us. We need to get help just as if it was a school bully. Please like, comment and follow if you like this content and please feel free to comment your thoughts about this post. Hope you have a great day, stay safe and stay yourself PERIODT.
Right guys, another week another reminder. Can I just say well done for making it to this point. I mean if you look back you would see the destruction and struggle you just went through to get here. I mean I am so proud of you for getting here and I hope I will see you again next week. Yeah? OK, I am gonna hold you to that. But hey, don’t start thinking about what just happened, please don’t get covered in that worry again, please try to keep moving. Be like those people in movies who keeps walking while a bomb literally goes off behind them, yet they don’t look back.
But anyways, that was kind of what I wanted to talk about today. No not about movies obviously, but about you making it to this point. People don’t get enough recognition for being able to get to the next day. It isn’t an easy thing and I know that whoever is reading this will understand that. So just in case nobody has told you yet, I am so happy and proud that you are here right now. You were able to fight those thoughts and I admire you so much for that. Battling your own thoughts is probably one of the hardest things to do and the fact that you could is just amazing. Even if you just barely made it, I salute you because you still got through. It was a struggle for you but you made it. You deserve a medal to be honest.
There are some people who get through each day like a piece of cake, yes that is quite rare, but there are. These people don’t understand what people mean when they say they struggle. They don’t understand that every morning you wake is a disappointment. Any time that you try to be honest with them, they think you are joking because they probably don’t understand that it isn’t a joke. And the thoughts we have are so severe that it does sound unbelievable, but sadly they are real. This post is kind of just me talking to you to say that I am sorry for whatever you are going through and the fact nobody understands how lucky they are to have you in their lives at the moment. They don’t know how close they are to losing you and that must suck because they take you for granted, but can you at least know that I am so blessed to have you here at the moment. Breathing, surviving. I am not about to give advice and keep throwing meaningless words at you because I know you must be exhausted from everything, from just living. But please can we make a contract that this time next week you will read my next post and you can comment if you like so that you can show everyone how strong you are. I know that is a lot for me to ask of you but please try to do it. Yeah? OK great. See you then 🙂
Thank you so much for reading this and for being here. I really appreciate it. I do these every week, obviously, just because not everyone is told how much they mean a lot. So please follow for more and like this post so that more people going through a tough time can see this. Hope you have a great day, stay safe and stay yourself PERIODT.
So this one is getting’ a tad wee bit more personal I suppose. The thing is that probably the majority of us, if not all, have these, yet I am still finding it hard to talk about. I’ll stop building the tension and just tell you what it is. Stretch marks. Yep, that thing that is uncontrollably made when we grow. The thing so many people are embarrassed about, including me, despite the fact they are completely natural.
It was long ago when I was looking in the mirror and I saw on my back that I had so many stretch marks. To be honest, I never really knew that you could get them on your back, but I mean obviously you can because, well, your back grows so. And then every so often I would find more and more. Literally my back just looks like a road system at the moment. I obviously have stretch marks elsewhere on my body but these are the ones I hated the most. I just felt so gross and ashamed of myself. I mean what is a guy gonna think when he sees that all the way down my back. It was crazy how all I was thinking about was what others would think. How would they act? What can I do to stop this?
The answer is, you can’t. And one day I stopped and I thought, what do I think about this? I really thought for a while and then I came to the conclusion that they are kind of like your story. Whether that story is just your growing, or whether it is something more personal. But no matter what, it seems cool. As though they are your ‘battle scars’ or something. Like people could have gone through so much and having stretch marks could have been one of the results. Yes, that could bring back bad memories for people but I am gonna try and focus on the beauty of it.
A lot of the time we kind of just need to stop for a second and focus on what we think, without the fear of judgment or the future, but just kind of look at it in a different light. Yes that is easier said then done, and I know that, trust me, but the only person that truly matters in your life is yourself even when that is hard to believe. Teens and adults have become so obsessed with our bodies and I mean who can blame ya because we see on Instagram the perfect features of a model, without any imperfections and we just think, how the hell am I supposed to compete with that. Well, you can’t, because it is totally unrealistic and fake. I also just wanna make something clear. I am talking for both men, woman, or whatever pronoun you associate yourself with. Just every person lets say. Every single person gets stretch marks. Every single person can get embarrassed by their stretch marks. If you associate yourself as a man or any other group that usually gets frowned upon if they show any sign of weakness. It is OK that you have these stretch marks, OK. It is normal for you to have stretch marks. You guys can be embarrassed by these things too, so yeah I just wanted to make it clear that I am talking to everyone, not just girls.
Now for the reason of the title, ‘How the hell do I get rid of this’. Now, before your English teacher devours this and somehow link it back to that one time I looked at a blade of grass, this title is only talking about the fact that I was embarrassed by my stretch marks. Well, I mean I still am to be honest, but what the title means is that we need to recognize that there is no magic potion that gets rid of them, I think. We are stuck with these things so we may as well embrace them. No matter how much I look at them or think about them, I will still have them, and so will you, and so will everyone. So we kinda just gotta live with it and move on. Yes I know that made it sound easy but I know that over time you will notice them one day and be like ‘oh yeah… I’m a bad bitch’ and just move on ya know.
Thank you so much for reading. I hope you enjoyed this and made you realise that there are so many people out there that are embarrassed about the same thing as you because it is a normal thing that we can’t change. But anyways, please follow and like this post because it would mean the world to me. Hope you have a great day, stay safe and stay yourself PERIODT