Praise women and don't judge them because of their looks only. They might look like nothing, but they might have the kindest heart and biggest compassion. Sometimes mass-production barbies can't understand it, and Christina Milian has a song called "Tell me what you see" and it talks about what you see and think of "a book by its cover". It applys in every prospect of your life. It really might be devastating when you don't get a promotion because you don't look like a plastic Barbara. If you don't have the "bawawaboom" sex appeal to men in a corporation where men have the power to choose then you (are screwed) will be left out. You will be an outsider.
I wouldn't suggest to you to fit in.
That's what everybody are doing - just fitting in.
That's what everybody are doing - just fitting in.
What's so extraordinary about that?
I am also quite frustarated about everything "glamorous" in life. Maybe the stupidest thing was when Henna K. (from Big Brother) got some glamour-model prize and she was all like " oohh aahh, i am sooo thankful. I bet every little girl wants to have a prize in some point of their life." Bzzz. Yes, i would love to have a prize and i would love to be known, but hey. Being a brainless bimbo, who admires anorextics and wants to be as skinny as them and goes out eating burgers at McDonalds?And then what is the life of young celebrities? They drink, party and do drugs. (at least most of them who we know over here next to the "Polar Zone"). Because they have already achived something. It is bit sad to look these youngsters to be throwing away their lives. Really. I admire young stars, for example: Emma Watson, Hayden Panttiere, who can be smart, who act and who are representitive on the Red Carpet. No, i'm not saying: Don't drink, don't party. There are limits to everything. If you do drink and do party, you don't have to drink to the point where you are all buzzed-up and you end up passing out on a bench in The Central Park.
Besides having fun =
Being an adult isn't all that great. I remember i had the urge " to grow up ", " to be an adult ". Now when i have achived this so-called adulthood, and grown out of my childhood i really miss it. All the best years, all the times i could go and just crawl in a laundry-basket. All the times i asked my parents to scare off "the monsters under my bed". You could always turn to your parents when you had problems, but nowadays it just feels that "i'm an adult - have to survive on my own". I could go to my parents to seek for advice or help, but it is really THE LAST RESORT for me because i want to prove to them that i can survive on my own and i can master the art of living.
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Yritin myös muistella, että koskakohan tämä ruokien oksentelu on oikein alkanut, mutta en muista enää tarkalleen..
Ja kuulosti tutulta nuo oksennuskehotukset. Muistan aina, kun isän äiti saattoi rynnätä vessaan ja sormet kurkkuun kun oli huono olo. Ja aina puhui siitä kuinka se helpottaa. Että sormet kurkkuun vaan.
No nyt olen noudattanut tuota kehotusta ehkä vähän väärin perustein.
Ihanaa huomata, että on muitakin joiden mielestä juominen ei tarkoita hauskanpitoa. Harmittaa joskus kuunnella, kun suunnitellaan kavereiden kanssa illanviettoa niin joku puheet menee aina siihen että sitten -vedetään perseet-.
Nyt tässä odotellen jotain rohkeuspistosta, jottei tarvitsisi jäädä vain haaveilemaan (:
Noh, löytyihän niitä minultakin. Poskessa on pieni rykelmä, mutta sitä ei huomaa ellei oikein läheltä katsele.
Ja se kyllä pelottaa, kun sydän lyö niin hirveän tiheään. Joskus pelottaa, että silmät tippuu päästä -en tiedä miksi ((:
Olisi niin ihana, jos asuisi omassa asunnossa ja itse saisi/pitäisi ostaa ruoat -ostaisi ainakin vain niitä mitä tarvitsee eikä kaapeista löytyisi niin paljon kaikkea 'vaarallista'.
Onneksi äiti luottaa että osaan tehdä itse ruokaa niin ei tule tuputtamaan (: varsinkin kun en syö samoja ruokia kuin muut niin saan hoitaa ruokailut suurimmaksi osaksi itse.