Monday, 31 January 2011

I'm lost and I'm found

It's been a while. I'm sorry. But I've been busy. And I am busy. So this will be another "I'm not dead just busy" post, but forgive me. It'll probably be like another two weeks before I'll have time to post anything else than "I'm busy". And those posts are totally, completely, worthless, so I (hopefully) won't be posting them. With these words I'll return to the miraculous world of probability.

The title: Duran Duran - Hungry Like The Wolf. Random verse but the song is one of my all time favourites.

Friday, 21 January 2011

You may say that I'm a dreamer, but I'm not the only one

Day 03 - 25 random facts about you and your friends
  1. I'm an incurable romantic. I won't admit it to anyone I know, but I am. I love all love stories; even the worst romantic comedies.
  2. I'm slightly perfectionist.
  3. I want to cut my hair short.
  4. I want to move to my own house.
  5. I'm competitive.
  6. I'm a lone wolf. I feel very comfortable by myself.
  7. I actually like maths.
  8. I want to go on an interrail. See the world. Like, take my room, I have seven posters on my walls: two from New York and a "paradise island", one from London, San Fransisco, Miami Beach and Paris.
  9. I'm emotional, and I cry easily. I love laughing out loud at something stupid when I'm home alone. Just the other day I almost started crying when I was reading a magazine: there was an article about Emma Watson, and she said that the last shooting day of Harry Potter was very emotional and they cried. Sad, huh?
  10. I wish I had guy friends. Not a boyfriend, but I love the idea of having a guy as a best friend.
  11. I want a better singing voice. I used to be okay when I was younger, but not anymore. I still love singing though.
  12. I want to shout at people when I'm annoyed.
  13. I wish I cared less even though I don't really care.
  14. I watch Hannah Montana.
  15. I love Disney films in general. And Disney Channel. Though we don't have it. I also watch Wizards of Waverly Place.
  16. I just watched High School Musical this morning. And yes, I am 17.
  17. I don't like partying. Or dancing. I don't feel comfortable. I hate how everyone's all about getting drunk and dancing all night - so not me. I prefer a movie night with pizza and chocolate.
  18. I dream of being a secret girlfriend of a celebrity. I'm just like that. Dream about everything.
  19. The final six (6) facts will be about my friends.
  20. S&S: They're both so nice and lovely. They're friends with everyone.
  21. M: I love the way her eyes spark when she explains about something that is important to her. Or shares an opinion (unless it's against mine...)
  22. A: She says when she's happy or proud. She draws, and when she's happy with her drawing she says it and doesn't go with oh well, it's just something I drew quickly
  23. L: She's got such an realistic way of seeing life. She's not negative nor too positive.
  24. U: I love how she has her own style and doesn't care what people say about her. There's just one word: prettyful.
  25. L: Adorable. She's like me, we share the inner child -idea. With her I can do anything, and she doesn't judge.
Nothing else this time, I'm sorry.

Friday, 14 January 2011

I'm not a supermodel, I still eat McDonald's

Hey. I've calmed down now, and I thought I could continue my challenge. It's not going to be long though, as the topic is what it is.

Day 02 – What you ate today

Well, I started my morning with yummy blueberry yoghurt. I also had rye bread with cheese (mmm my favourite) and a cup of tea. Yes, I drink tea. I think coffee tastes terrible.
Next I had lunch in school. We had this meat-dish. I didn't really like it. It tasted weird, it had strange spices in it. I also had a little bit of salad, two slices of white bread, and a glass of milk.
In home I ate sausage soup, and another rye bread before practise. Just now I ate porridge, two slices of bread and a cup of hot chocolate (which actually was a glass and it was cold).

So nothing too interesting about it. I eat pretty much anything, but today the school lunch wasn't exactly tasty. I don't like beetroot, that I can say. But anything else goes. Almost. But I suppose this just became a short post, because I still have loads of homework to do.

The title: Demi Lovato - La La Land

I'm sick and tired of your attitude

Okay, not going to continue the challenge today. I'm too annoyed. Annoyed of negative people. I can't just stand it anymore.

There's this girl in my class. I don't know what's her problem, but she's seriously got some issues. She's complaining about everything and all the time. She's never happy. She's complaining about winter and wants it to be summer, but she's complaining about the sun shining. Excuse me? She's down all the time, and it's as if nobody would be allowed to be happy or in a good mood when she's around. I'm not going to pretend everything is crap just because she thinks so. God, she annoys me.

I can't stand these negative people. Life may not be great but you don't have to spread your bad mood on everybody else. It's not the fault of the rest of us. You can be negative, but if you are, please stay home or at least somewhere you can be alone. I don't want to hear how everything sucks and you don't want to do anything and you want this and that and when you get it you don't want it anymore but something else. I won't feel sorry for you if that's what you want. I won't come comfort you with "oh poor you, life's been so hard, I feel so bad, I understand you" because I can't stand it. The I'm negative for the sake of being negative. F**k negativity. You could try positivity for a change.

Besides, complaining is like arts. You don't take it too seriously. I myself complain a lot, but people have learned not to take me seriously. But this constant negativity is driving me mad. Nobody has the right to complain about everything 24/7. And this post makes no sense but I'm just... furious.
The title: Taylor Swift - Tell Me Why

Sunday, 9 January 2011

I miss missing you

Hey guys. I came across with this challenge (or sort of a challenge, anyways) and thought it could be fun. It might take a while, but at least I won't be running out of subjects for the next 24 (at least) posts.

Day 01 – Introduce yourself
Day 02 – What you ate today
Day 03 – Your best friend
Day 04 – Your day
Day 05 – A moment
Day 06 – Your beliefs
Day 07 – What you wore today
Day 08 – Your siblings
Day 09 – What’s in your bag
Day 10 – This week
Day 11 – Your dreams
Day 12 – Your favorite memory
Day 13 – Your favorite birthday
Day 14 – Something you regret
Day 15 – This month
Day 16 – Another moment
Day 17 – Something that upsets you
Day 18 – Something that makes you feel better
Day 19 – Something that makes you cry
Day 20 – Your fears
Day 21 – Your favorite place
Day 22 – Something that you miss
Day 23 – Your aspirations
Day 24 – One last moment

And as it is the last day of holidays and school waiting tomorrow, I thought I might as well start today.

Day 01 - Introduce yourself

Okay, so I am a 17-year-old girl from... Haha, thought I was going to reveal it? Not quite yet. You can keep guessing. I have blond hair and green (or I think so) eyes. I'm about 170 centimetres (or around 5′6″, I suppose) tall. I use glasses. I have two younger siblings, a brother and a sister. I live in a row house, close to the city. I like the place.

I'm a complicated person. I'm kind of perfectionist, as much as it kills me to admit it. I want things to be done my way, as I - way too often - think it's the best. But don't get me wrong; I actually listen to others and cooperate with them. Often I have to ask people to tell their ideas, for example in school projects. Way too often people are just happy when someone says something. And I do, when I'm with people I know.
Getting to another thing. I'm not comfortable around big groups of people. In those cases I'm perfectly happy just hanging around and listening to others. It's completely opposite when in smaller groups; then I'm the one who's constantly talking and never shuts up.

I'm not one of these people who stand up for their thoughts or, well, anything. Still, I have (very) strong opinions, and quite a lot of them relate with fashion, looks and the whole society focusing on looks. I don't understand fashion. I don't know how to dress: my wardrobe consists of jeans and T-shirts, and a few hoodies. Okay, I might have a few other things, but hope you get the hang of it. I don't use jewellery, nor too much make-up (I'm perfectly happy with a mascara and a foundation. I'm not a tomboy, but I'm full of how women are told how they should look like, and normal, comfortable clothes mean that you don't try. I mean, what should I be trying??

I'm also quite, well, not independent, but somehow yes. I enjoy being alone, I don't need people around me 24/7. I don't actually want people around me 24/7. Whenever I'm home alone, I enjoy it, very rarely ask anyone to come over.
I'm like keeping things to myself. I don't like to share my dreams or such with people. Everything else, no problem. But personal things stay personal in my case.

Well, right now I can think of nothing else. I guess I'll just go upstairs and continue my Harry Potter and Deathly Hallows. For those of you who don't know, I had this project of reading the last three Harry Potters in English (I have read them before, but I didn't remember too much of them), with the translated copy in the other hand, and trying to learn good words or phrases and such. And I've actually learned, and I'm really happy about it!

Anyhow, this time the title has little to do with the text. It's just a song I hears when I was shopping with a friend of mine yesterday, and it's been stuck in my head since. So: The Saturdays - Missing You

Thursday, 6 January 2011

We were both 16 and it felt so right, sleeping all day, staying up all night

Hey guys, couldn't stay away from here... But then I realised I had actually nothing to actually post about, so I just thought that maybe I'll add a few songs here.

I don't know why, but I've lately been murdering the replay button of Break Your Little Heart by All Time Low. It's old and so, but...

Well, actually I just got something to do so I have to go now. But before I do, I have to mention how annoyed I am of this: All Time Low's webpage. Check the Dirty Work -tour in the bottom of the page. All Time Low, Yellowcard and The Summer Set. And surprise, only in the US. Sucks.

The title: Yellowcard - Ocean Avenue

Wednesday, 5 January 2011

Watch the world behind a window pane - that's not real to me

Ladies and gentlemen, happy new year 2011! Sophia is back from the dead. For good. For now, at least.

Anyhow, I had a wonderful Christmas in the Winter Wonderland (aka snow!!), and a fun New Year's Eve even though my friends were home. Quite a bit has been going on and I've been dying to write about everything, and now I finally found time. Been busy since I got back. So here we go.

Well, not much to tell from the trip to Winter Wonderland. Lots of snow and eating. That's that.
Yesterday I went to a world premiere of a movie. It wasn't as cool as it sounds, we had free tickets. So you can imagine. They gave and sold 6000 tickets all together. And the movie wasn't that good anyway.
But today was a different story. I went to see Love and Other Drugs. And I liked it. I think it was amazing how they described the disease and how, in the end, it doesn't matter. So I liked it. And to avoid going too deep analysing this, I have to mention that Jake Gyllenhaal is gorgeous. Too bad he's, what, 13 years older than me. Otherwise: yes please!

Anyhow, back to business. Writing about something that's been on my mind.
Like I wrote before, I was working before Christmas. So there was this guy who, I was sure, was an old neighbour of mine. They moved out like over five years ago. And don't take it wrong, he was this kind of a metal-music-fan -person, you could tell by the way he dressed, so not exactly my type. Then I saw this list with all the workers' names and I saw a familiar name there. But, typically, I didn't say anything. Not really my thing to go to strangers like that.

Anyhow, yesterday I had a friend request from him in Facebook yesterday. I wondered whether he had recognised me too, and accepted. Well today he started talking to me in Facebook-chat. It wasn't much, just a few words about how's life and what we study and where we live. Not much.
But I had a point in this story, and it comes here. Haven't you ever felt happy when you get a random friend request. Like that someone actually remembers you, and you're not just an empty face in the crowd. Like you matter. Not really too much, but it gives a nice feeling that you've been someone to someone. It only happens with these kind of "random" requests. Well that was pretty much it.

Another thing I've been thinking lately has actually been none other but life. Who I am and what do I think of my life and how I feel about it. It's a new year and a great opportunity to start something new, or even all over again. And I've been thinking about myself, what do I do or don't do, and what do these actions tell about me. And I thought I could share some of these things with you. These are totally random but don't laugh.

First, I'm actually not that much of a social person. Or I don't know. I enjoy being home alone and watching romantic comedies from TV or reading a book. I enjoy time alone, and I don't need much of friends' company. I don't understand why should I meet someone every day and do something. I talk with people in Facebook-chat very rarely. I have nothing to talk about with the people I see in school, because I've already talked with them earlier in school. I can't think of anything to talk about with these people I know and say hi to when I see them, but not much more. I don't comment things, I just like them. Lame, but I never know what to say. I have to think for a long time to figure out a good comment.

Which actually leads to the next point. I have realised, to my irritation, that I'm slightly perfectionist. I want people to see me funny and easy-going, though I actually have a weird sense of humour (which often includes these little comments and dissing (if you know what I mean), but not in a mean way) and I stress about the dummest things. But after all, that's me, and if someone's not okay with that, it's their loss. I have a bunch of good friends in school and outside. It takes time for me to trust people, and I want to feel comfortable around my friends. I want to be sure they actually want to be with me before I can completely relax. I don't know where that comes from. I still keep a lot of things to myself. I don't go sharing my secrets with people. I prefer keeping them to myself.

Third point I have here has also something to do with this myself-thing. I'm seriously not these hugging (and definitely not kissing!) people. I don't hug people. It's just not me. It doesn't mean that I don't care or I'm better than others, but hugging doesn't suit me. I mean, I hug someone if they hug me first, but otherwise... Nah.

But, as I couldn't figure out a good ending to this post, I'll just leave it open. Maybe I'll continue being deep (yes, in my standards this is deep) some other time. And the title. It reflects my feelings and thoughts right now. It makes you think. What you want from life. I can say that I don't want a husband and three children and a villa. I have no intentions getting married. And this doesn't mean I don't want someone to live with, but I prefer cohabitation. I'm not religious, at all, and I think marriage is, after all, a Christian ceremony. Not for me. I want children, two or three would be nice. I don't need a villa, I'd be perfectly happy with a row house, and paying rent. I want to live in the city. I have no idea what or where I want to study (okay, I have an idea: maths, physics or languages, maybe, and yes, I've been thinking of being a teacher). And this became an exceptionally long explanation of the title. So I'll stop now. (But listen to the lyrics!! And think for a while.)
Brian McFadden - Real To Me

P.S. Because it's now 2011, it's time to renew the design of this blog. Something new at least. Let's see what I come up with.
P.P.S. I came across with this picture. Check it out. I just thought it's amazing.

P.P.P.S. Growing old is inevitable. Growing up is optional.