Hi folks..!
Yes, finnally! Christmas Break! two weeks of no school and fun activities! And, more over, my birthday!
Anyways, there's something urgent I want to tell you...
And now, don't get me wrong, I mean, I like Christmas, just not the songs. Not the songs.. You see, I work in a very large store, and my head is being bombarded with radio Christmas songs. The one I hate most is Mariah Carey All I want for Christmas. And, fortunate as I am, it is also one of the most popular Christmas songs...
I haven't planned annything much for the holiday, except my birthday, Christmas and New Year's eve. I am staying at a friend and we are going to two parties :)
By the way, no deep thoughts today. I'm kind of unproductive at the very moment...
See ya!
Sunday 22 December 2013
Tuesday 10 December 2013
Zero fucks were given
So... I find myself in weird situations more often than I used to. Or, maybe, I care more than I used to. Which makes me want to tell you something.
Lately, I've been telling myself to be more ignorant. Yes, ignorant. Just don't give a fuck.
That's the key to simplicity. I've come across some uncomfortable situations and the key to solving the core problems of the issues is to just not care. Don't pay attention, don't worry, and there's no problem.
Very often we find ourselves worrying about things that do not really matter of have small or no impact on the rest of your life. So, nine out of ten, we are the problem. And, tackling this problem is easy; don't care and your problem has been solved.
Same with bullies. Ignore, don't pay attention and it is not fun to bully anymore. As well as the bully, the problem contains to parties, so to say. In the case of a bully, it needs attention to function properly.
Get it already? The problem contains the actual problem and the fucks given. When one party does not cooperate, the other one will not function as it should.
No try to apply this lesson to life, just as I am.
More updates later! See you folks!
Lately, I've been telling myself to be more ignorant. Yes, ignorant. Just don't give a fuck.
That's the key to simplicity. I've come across some uncomfortable situations and the key to solving the core problems of the issues is to just not care. Don't pay attention, don't worry, and there's no problem.
Very often we find ourselves worrying about things that do not really matter of have small or no impact on the rest of your life. So, nine out of ten, we are the problem. And, tackling this problem is easy; don't care and your problem has been solved.
Same with bullies. Ignore, don't pay attention and it is not fun to bully anymore. As well as the bully, the problem contains to parties, so to say. In the case of a bully, it needs attention to function properly.
Get it already? The problem contains the actual problem and the fucks given. When one party does not cooperate, the other one will not function as it should.
No try to apply this lesson to life, just as I am.
More updates later! See you folks!
Wednesday 18 September 2013
It's all about mentality
I know this is going to be an extremely difficult year, but I know I'll make it through. I've just had two utterly long days, and I still have not been able to finish all homework due tomorrow. Also, next week, I'll be making five tests, and the week after some more.
This year is hard, and I'm making a lot of hours, but, it'll hopefully get me into college one day, and that's what we do it for, right?
Fun thing planned: I'll be going to Cambridge in three weeks!
It's a school trip, and of course there will be rules (a lot) but we'll have fun for sure.
Rules for example are: be home at ten ( I know right, it's not like anyone is actually going to be home at ten), no drugs, no alcohol, no smoking in rooms or in the bus, and some more, which probably wasn't that important, otherwise I would have remembered it.
Yesterday we went to The Hague, and visited The Historical Museum of The Hague. Yeah, right. It was so much fun.
Not. Okay, so the headlines are that I wasn't allowed to join half of the tour because I couldn't stop laughing. Yes, it was that boring. I was not the only one who couldn't stop laughing.
We had a look at some fingers of men that died in the 17th century (or something like that) and we saw some tongues of dead man. Some old paintings, etc. Really interesting and all.
Furthermore I think I have overbullied my bully, at least... I think so...
Some customs never die, or something like that...
Well, talk to you in a bit!
This year is hard, and I'm making a lot of hours, but, it'll hopefully get me into college one day, and that's what we do it for, right?
Fun thing planned: I'll be going to Cambridge in three weeks!
It's a school trip, and of course there will be rules (a lot) but we'll have fun for sure.
Rules for example are: be home at ten ( I know right, it's not like anyone is actually going to be home at ten), no drugs, no alcohol, no smoking in rooms or in the bus, and some more, which probably wasn't that important, otherwise I would have remembered it.
Yesterday we went to The Hague, and visited The Historical Museum of The Hague. Yeah, right. It was so much fun.
Not. Okay, so the headlines are that I wasn't allowed to join half of the tour because I couldn't stop laughing. Yes, it was that boring. I was not the only one who couldn't stop laughing.
We had a look at some fingers of men that died in the 17th century (or something like that) and we saw some tongues of dead man. Some old paintings, etc. Really interesting and all.
Furthermore I think I have overbullied my bully, at least... I think so...
Some customs never die, or something like that...
Well, talk to you in a bit!
Wednesday 11 September 2013
Bullies
Everyone knows at least one. The big bully.
Everyone's been confronted at least once with these big suckers, and actually no one rally knows what to do about them. I mean, they won't stop when getting punished, they won't stop by telling them you don't like what they do or say.
They just won't stop.
No, what I've learnt the past few days is that the only way to stop a bully is to overbully the bully.
Yeah, it's getting complicated, but we haven't even started yet.
A bully makes him what he is because there are always people that laugh about his 'jokes'. You are not to eliminate the bully, nor should you talk to the people that laugh at his jokes.
It's all a game, a play between you and the bully. You are playing a game and you are the protagonists. And the 'followers' are the audience. It's never about what the bully thinks of you, because that's is not what counts. It's about what the audience thinks of you, because without the audience having the bully's back, he's nothing but a miserable lump of shit.
You need to earn the audience's respect.
People laugh because they are afraid of the bully. Afraid that if they do not laugh or when they say something about his ridiculous behavior, they'll be next. Which, of course, is usually the case.
So, respect and fear are two different things that mean the same thing in this case.
You ought to make the people laugh about something you say about the bully because you've earned their respect or just because they're afraid they'll be next. But, keep in mind, only bully to overbully, never bully just because you can.
Then, when you have reached the point where people laugh about your jokes, the bully will think twice before saying something nasty about you, because you'll make the people laugh harder about him.
You have now overbullied a bully and are free to cross the square without being bullied!
I have done this, and my mission's accomplished. He doesn't dare to say a word. because instead of laughing at me, I'll make his followers laugh harder about his man boobs.
Mission accomplished.
Everyone's been confronted at least once with these big suckers, and actually no one rally knows what to do about them. I mean, they won't stop when getting punished, they won't stop by telling them you don't like what they do or say.
They just won't stop.
No, what I've learnt the past few days is that the only way to stop a bully is to overbully the bully.
Yeah, it's getting complicated, but we haven't even started yet.
A bully makes him what he is because there are always people that laugh about his 'jokes'. You are not to eliminate the bully, nor should you talk to the people that laugh at his jokes.
It's all a game, a play between you and the bully. You are playing a game and you are the protagonists. And the 'followers' are the audience. It's never about what the bully thinks of you, because that's is not what counts. It's about what the audience thinks of you, because without the audience having the bully's back, he's nothing but a miserable lump of shit.
You need to earn the audience's respect.
People laugh because they are afraid of the bully. Afraid that if they do not laugh or when they say something about his ridiculous behavior, they'll be next. Which, of course, is usually the case.
So, respect and fear are two different things that mean the same thing in this case.
You ought to make the people laugh about something you say about the bully because you've earned their respect or just because they're afraid they'll be next. But, keep in mind, only bully to overbully, never bully just because you can.
Then, when you have reached the point where people laugh about your jokes, the bully will think twice before saying something nasty about you, because you'll make the people laugh harder about him.
You have now overbullied a bully and are free to cross the square without being bullied!
I have done this, and my mission's accomplished. He doesn't dare to say a word. because instead of laughing at me, I'll make his followers laugh harder about his man boobs.
Mission accomplished.
Wednesday 4 September 2013
Miss President
Sometimes I wonder whether our actions will echo across the century. Whether they'll sing songs about us, write books about us or even remember us.
Ones that live great and die young, will be remembered for their famous actions. Songs will be written and they'll sing for a hundred years and more.
Ones that live quietly and die old and grey will not be remembered. Their children will tell theirs the stories about you, but the memories will vanish and die with them.
I ought to something great. Something really big.
I'll be remembered for over a thousand years as we remember Achilles, or Menelaos of Greece.
In thirty years I'll be on the news as the president of The Netherlands that changed the world. And you'll be like, oh that girl, I read her blog once!
Yeah, that'll be me. They've always told me I'm the most likely to be president of all, and i'll make them say 'I told her'. I'll make them say I knew Iris before she became famous (or infamous, whatever you'd call it, haha), 'I met her in high school'. 'She was my friend back then' (and I'll hopefully still be).
Articles will be written about me, news reporters will talk about my achievements, and even the Chinese will remember me.
Remember this girl, and you might once me able to say 'I know her', when i'm (in)famous and well.
Ones that live great and die young, will be remembered for their famous actions. Songs will be written and they'll sing for a hundred years and more.
Ones that live quietly and die old and grey will not be remembered. Their children will tell theirs the stories about you, but the memories will vanish and die with them.
I ought to something great. Something really big.
I'll be remembered for over a thousand years as we remember Achilles, or Menelaos of Greece.
In thirty years I'll be on the news as the president of The Netherlands that changed the world. And you'll be like, oh that girl, I read her blog once!
Yeah, that'll be me. They've always told me I'm the most likely to be president of all, and i'll make them say 'I told her'. I'll make them say I knew Iris before she became famous (or infamous, whatever you'd call it, haha), 'I met her in high school'. 'She was my friend back then' (and I'll hopefully still be).
Articles will be written about me, news reporters will talk about my achievements, and even the Chinese will remember me.
Remember this girl, and you might once me able to say 'I know her', when i'm (in)famous and well.
Sunday 1 September 2013
She was an addict
People all tlak about Amy Whinehouse being a legend.
But in my eyes, all she was was an ordinary drug addict that killed herself with an overdose.
I mean, the last name says it all.
Someone like this should not be an example, or legend. You ask your children 'Like whho do you wanna be when you grow up?'. You don't want them to answer 'Amy Whinehouse'.
So, people, stop talking about Amy Whinehouse as if she was a legend.
A legend is someone like Nelson Mandela, someone that contributes something good this world.
You want your children to asnwer 'Nelson Mandela'.
But in my eyes, all she was was an ordinary drug addict that killed herself with an overdose.
I mean, the last name says it all.
Someone like this should not be an example, or legend. You ask your children 'Like whho do you wanna be when you grow up?'. You don't want them to answer 'Amy Whinehouse'.
So, people, stop talking about Amy Whinehouse as if she was a legend.
A legend is someone like Nelson Mandela, someone that contributes something good this world.
You want your children to asnwer 'Nelson Mandela'.
PARTYY
Today we celebrate my brothers 14th annual (duhh) birthday. As I had already said, he had indeed forgotten about it.
Funny how these things change, right?
When I was eight, or so, I was counting down two months 'till my bday. Now, I wake up and think, '27th..? Hmm, oh, right, it's my birthday today'.
It's also a special day for one reason; this is the only day I get to give my brother a kiss on the cheek, the rest of the year I should not come closer than one meter, really. Anddd, I get to do his hair. Normally he refuses to touch it, but now, with all people visiting, I am allowed to do something with his hair. It's not a bbig change though, however, you can see someone had taken an afford to try to make it look good. And it does.
In about half an hour most people arrive. Wonder what he's getting...
I gave him money, because probably only he knows what he wants, and he's not telling us. So now he can decide for himself.
If my mom allows it, I will crash at Bieb's place tomorrow, together with Bar. Just a girls night.
Ciao! Talk to you later.
Funny how these things change, right?
When I was eight, or so, I was counting down two months 'till my bday. Now, I wake up and think, '27th..? Hmm, oh, right, it's my birthday today'.
It's also a special day for one reason; this is the only day I get to give my brother a kiss on the cheek, the rest of the year I should not come closer than one meter, really. Anddd, I get to do his hair. Normally he refuses to touch it, but now, with all people visiting, I am allowed to do something with his hair. It's not a bbig change though, however, you can see someone had taken an afford to try to make it look good. And it does.
In about half an hour most people arrive. Wonder what he's getting...
I gave him money, because probably only he knows what he wants, and he's not telling us. So now he can decide for himself.
If my mom allows it, I will crash at Bieb's place tomorrow, together with Bar. Just a girls night.
Ciao! Talk to you later.
Saturday 31 August 2013
One direction feversss... UGH
Soooo, anyone heard of this new movie about the lives of the members of 'One Direction'?
I'm not a fan, not a hater, but I cannot understand all the fuss. I mean, it's just some guys expressing their frustration about puberty and girls. Please, get over it and worry about the things that really matter.
I mean, I worry about all the stupid posts on Facebook from people that HAVE to see that movie, HAVE to go to that concert, HAVE to meet the crew and members in real life, HAVE to have that new 'sexy' poster, HAVE to talk about One Direction.
Seriously, these people are the core issues of nowadays society.
I know I am not suposed to say that society would be a lot richer and the future of it much brighter if we eliminate these stupid thoughts, or even people, if possible.
Oh, wait. I just did, and I'm not taking it back. No offense to these people, just try to be a bit more interesting. People judge you the minute they know you're a Directioner.
Once again, I can respect the fact you might be a fan, just not the fuss about it.
I'm not a fan, not a hater, but I cannot understand all the fuss. I mean, it's just some guys expressing their frustration about puberty and girls. Please, get over it and worry about the things that really matter.
I mean, I worry about all the stupid posts on Facebook from people that HAVE to see that movie, HAVE to go to that concert, HAVE to meet the crew and members in real life, HAVE to have that new 'sexy' poster, HAVE to talk about One Direction.
Seriously, these people are the core issues of nowadays society.
I know I am not suposed to say that society would be a lot richer and the future of it much brighter if we eliminate these stupid thoughts, or even people, if possible.
Oh, wait. I just did, and I'm not taking it back. No offense to these people, just try to be a bit more interesting. People judge you the minute they know you're a Directioner.
Once again, I can respect the fact you might be a fan, just not the fuss about it.
Old fashioned..
Seems our teachers this year have not come up with an origional introductionday. We will, as promised and expected, be part of a dual survival once again. I said it and predicted it, and once again I'm right.
Though I might want to be wrong this time.
What we need to bring:
- old clothes that can get dirty
- old shoes
- dry clothes (hell yeah, here we go...)
- good sense of humour
- survival skills (as if I practice everyday to build a fire, construct a floating boat of whatsoever)
Well, I'll leave my good sense of humour home, since I really cannot see why any of this could potentially be funny. At all.
If I do not post anything Monday evening, I might be dead, and thus did not survive the dual survival with my awesome survival skills that will not be present, indeed.
Though I might want to be wrong this time.
What we need to bring:
- old clothes that can get dirty
- old shoes
- dry clothes (hell yeah, here we go...)
- good sense of humour
- survival skills (as if I practice everyday to build a fire, construct a floating boat of whatsoever)
Well, I'll leave my good sense of humour home, since I really cannot see why any of this could potentially be funny. At all.
If I do not post anything Monday evening, I might be dead, and thus did not survive the dual survival with my awesome survival skills that will not be present, indeed.
Because they will
Never forget who you are, because the rest of the world will not. Wear it like armour, and it can never be used to harm you.
They will always remember you as you were and as you are, not as you want or try to be. Never forget that.
They will always remember you as you were and as you are, not as you want or try to be. Never forget that.
Busy Bdays 2
Hello people!
I told you I'd keep you updated as to what I'd scored? Well, I got a friend who's throwing a sweet sixteen some nice body lotion and showergel. She said she didn't want anything, but, I mean, it's her sweet sixteen and that's why I think I need to at least give her sómething. My sis is getting something like that as well, just because it's really hard to come with an original present, even though it's your sister. Fay is getting the boots she wanted and my brother is getting money so he can buy something to fit his collection of knifes, guns, etc. By the way, we are celebrating his 14th Bday tomorrow, and I really think he's forgotten all about it.
Well, then he'll have a non-suprise supriseparty!
Mum is getting home in a bit, so I'm rounding off!
See you!
I told you I'd keep you updated as to what I'd scored? Well, I got a friend who's throwing a sweet sixteen some nice body lotion and showergel. She said she didn't want anything, but, I mean, it's her sweet sixteen and that's why I think I need to at least give her sómething. My sis is getting something like that as well, just because it's really hard to come with an original present, even though it's your sister. Fay is getting the boots she wanted and my brother is getting money so he can buy something to fit his collection of knifes, guns, etc. By the way, we are celebrating his 14th Bday tomorrow, and I really think he's forgotten all about it.
Well, then he'll have a non-suprise supriseparty!
Mum is getting home in a bit, so I'm rounding off!
See you!
Friday 30 August 2013
Busy Bdays
My sister, my brother and my best girlfriend are celebrating their BDAY's in September, so it's going to be a busy month. I'm going into town tomorrow to try to score some awesome presents! I really do not have a clue as what to buy for them, but hopefully I'll get some inspiration once downtown.
Oh, by the way, I just remebered that we agreed to buy boots for my girl, together with seven other girls. If we all pay about 15 to 20, we will be able to buy an awesome present she's wanted for about half a year now!
My sis? I don't know. Maybe something girly?
My brother? I do not have a clue whatsoever to the second degree...
I'll tell you whether I scored or not!
Oh, by the way, I just remebered that we agreed to buy boots for my girl, together with seven other girls. If we all pay about 15 to 20, we will be able to buy an awesome present she's wanted for about half a year now!
My sis? I don't know. Maybe something girly?
My brother? I do not have a clue whatsoever to the second degree...
I'll tell you whether I scored or not!
What doesn't kill you, will hopefully try again!
You know these persons, that can make you feel hate to the fullest degree?
Well, I know one, and when I see him, I get goosebumbs and want to break something. Well, this person really knows how to get me triggered, only by being present. When I have to go to school on Monday, I really hope I do not have to see him.
What should I do when I do see him?
Well, I know one, and when I see him, I get goosebumbs and want to break something. Well, this person really knows how to get me triggered, only by being present. When I have to go to school on Monday, I really hope I do not have to see him.
What should I do when I do see him?
Back to the regular
So, since I am back home from Ermelo and the camping, I am oficially not grounded anymore. I got my phone back, my keys and my wallet. Things are gettng better again, haha.
Holiday was fun, the weather was nice and the place we stayed at on the camping side, a sort of bungalow, was okay. It was clean, which is about the most important thing if you're living in it for a week.
So guys, I am back on track, annnnnd on the internet again haha.
In three days school starts and I am still looking forward to it. Tomorrwo I'll be going back to my mom's place, and then things are getting back to the regular.
Holiday was fun, the weather was nice and the place we stayed at on the camping side, a sort of bungalow, was okay. It was clean, which is about the most important thing if you're living in it for a week.
So guys, I am back on track, annnnnd on the internet again haha.
In three days school starts and I am still looking forward to it. Tomorrwo I'll be going back to my mom's place, and then things are getting back to the regular.
Thursday 22 August 2013
Pull the finger..
Somtimes life isn't exactly smiling at you. The only thing that rests you at a moment like that, is to give life a big fuck you and carry on.
There's not much more I can say right now, other than I cannot wait 'til school starts again. Which carries me to the next topic...
Every year, our teachers organize a so called 'introduction day', to begin the new year with. Every idea seems to be more original that the one before, but, for the students, it's never really funny.
Last year, our brilliant teachers came up with the crazy idea to organize a dual survival with teams competing against eachother. Really. Funny.
There's not much more I can say right now, other than I cannot wait 'til school starts again. Which carries me to the next topic...
Every year, our teachers organize a so called 'introduction day', to begin the new year with. Every idea seems to be more original that the one before, but, for the students, it's never really funny.
Last year, our brilliant teachers came up with the crazy idea to organize a dual survival with teams competing against eachother. Really. Funny.
As we were the pink team, we got to wear the beautiful pink shirts, making us look absolutely ridiculous. We did al sorts of activities, but the most important thing for the teachers was: make sure they get dirty and wet."
Yes, sounds fun right? Think again, this is not the kind of dirty and wet you see on TV.
Yes, sounds fun right? Think again, this is not the kind of dirty and wet you see on TV.
All this makes me wonder what our teachers have come up with this year...
Are we to climb trees? Or should we build a house?
Regular again
Hi guys,
today is a lazy day for me! Just doing nothing really productive and hang around a bit. In about a week school starts again, and in about two weeks classes start again. I'm actually really excited to go to school again. I mean, I coulnd't really speak to anyone the past week, and just, holiday's been long enough. I'm looking forward to seeing my friends again and just get on with the regular life.
today is a lazy day for me! Just doing nothing really productive and hang around a bit. In about a week school starts again, and in about two weeks classes start again. I'm actually really excited to go to school again. I mean, I coulnd't really speak to anyone the past week, and just, holiday's been long enough. I'm looking forward to seeing my friends again and just get on with the regular life.
Misunderstandings
You know when you're getting really pissed off by something and conclude way too fast and maybe screw things up?
Well, meet me. I have a habit of doing that way too often.
It's just hard for me to 'wait and see', and instead I go find myself conclusions and reasons to why someone would act a certain way. While, maybe, this person really had a bad connection (or I did) and I ended up ignoring this person, unpurposely. Which he/she got pissed of by, and so on.
Conclusion: don't conclude. Ánd try not to get hurt by something you don't know was meant to hurt your feelings.
Ugh, why again do I always screw things up?
Well, meet me. I have a habit of doing that way too often.
It's just hard for me to 'wait and see', and instead I go find myself conclusions and reasons to why someone would act a certain way. While, maybe, this person really had a bad connection (or I did) and I ended up ignoring this person, unpurposely. Which he/she got pissed of by, and so on.
Conclusion: don't conclude. Ánd try not to get hurt by something you don't know was meant to hurt your feelings.
Ugh, why again do I always screw things up?
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