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Showing posts with label frustration. Show all posts
Showing posts with label frustration. Show all posts

Friday, 29 April 2011

There's more to life than just ...

Hey. It's Vappu this weekend. It's a festival (for those of you who didn't know). And I'm going to Sweden, there's a big competition this weekend.

I don't know why, but I hate it when people have shout out loud that they're going to party. I mean, there's more to life than just partying. And I just don't understand why does it all have to be about drinking and getting drunk. I never have understood it. It makes me feel like there's something wrong with me because I'm not that into it. And people treat you like you're mental unless you don't drink. I just can't explain it.

I just feel I'm missing out something, because people don't want sober people to hang around. Why? How does it bother them? I'd like someone to explain. Thankfully I have friends who agree with me and prefer hanging out without alcoholic beverages. And besides, now that everyone is turning 18 and I'm not, they're just going go to the disco where I can't go due to my age. Fun.

Anyhow, I'm going to enjoy the trip and beautiful (hope so!) weather. Everyone have a nice weekend, I'm off to Sweden! And the title: Jonas Brothers - Hold On.



Thursday, 10 February 2011

We only got 86 400 seconds in a day -- gotta live like we're dying

As I had five minutes to do something useless, I decided to log on here. And then I thought that I could just as well continue the challenge. So here we go...

Day 04 – Your Day

So today started, surprisingly, with school. I had German first thing. Nothing special. Then my mother tongue (not revealing what it is, ha ha), and then maths, which was nicely interrupted with dance practice. Which was a fiasco. Like not missing maths, but the practice.

We were supposed to practice our final surprise dance to the show next week, but it was a total disaster. The girls teaching it couldn't teach at all, and besides, it would've been kinda hard as they hadn't even finished the dance. Anyhow, it ended up with enormous frustration and anger and irritation and, well, you know. Everyone was just completely pissed off.

And added to that I'm suffering from great stress too. We have piles of school work to do (essays and projects and little quizzes plus normal homework), next week's going to be a mess, and I have way too much to do. This week I've been working again, and haven't had too much extra time, next week is going to be even worse. But then, thank god, a week's holiday!!! Can't wait.

Anyhow, after the practice I quickly went home, ate, and left to work. Nothing special there. I just wonder how come people send so many Valentine's Day cards. And besides, most of the cards seemed to be sent by women age 50+ to their children. Not really how I see Valentine's Day.

But, as I was supposed to only have five minutes, I'm really behind my schedule now. Shower, homework, food, chocolate (oh yes, please), maybe TV and then bed. So good night everyone!

The title: Kris Allen - Live Like We're Dying
P.S. I hope to write again as soon as possible. But it might be a week. But then I have lots to talk about!
P.P.S. I love the song. I know it's nothing new but it still is awesome.
P.P.P.S. Leave a comment. Haha. But seriously. Comments are always fun.


Sometimes we fall down, can't get back up,
we're hiding behind skin that's too tough.
How come we don't say "I love you" enough
'til it's to late, it's not too late.

Our hearts are hungry for a food that won't come,
and we could make a feast from these crumbs,
and we're all staring down the barrel of a gun,
so if your life flashed before you,
what would you wish you would've done..

Yeah, we gotta start,
looking at the hands of the time we've been given,
if this is all we got and we gotta start thinking,
if every second counts on a clock that's ticking,
gotta live like we're dying.

We only got 86 400 seconds in a day to
turn it all around or to throw it all away,
we gotta tell them that we love them
while we got the chance to say,
gotta live like we're dying.

And if your plane fell out of the skies,
who would you call with your last goodbye?
Should be so careful who we live out our lives,
so when we long for absolution,
there'll no one on the line.

Yeah, we gotta start,
looking at the hands of the time we've been given,
if this is all we got and we gotta start thinking,
if every second counts on a clock that's ticking,
gotta live like we're dying.

We only got 86 400 seconds in a day to
turn it all around or to throw it all away,
we gotta tell them that we love them
while we got the chance to say,
gotta live like we're dying.


Tuesday, 16 November 2010

Baby you're a firework

For a change I thought I could actually write about something.
I've had a few rough days lately trying to cope with the people in my life. And now I'm talking about two people in particular.

Okay, so the other one first. Let's call her Mary. So Mary and I used to be good friends, pretty much best friends. But a year ago Mary moved to the other side of the country. We didn't see that much, only on weekends when she came home. But she had really changed. I'm not saying it was unpredictable, as the characteristics had been there before. Not that strong, but they were there, and they really annoyed me.
You see, Mary here is the most hypocrite person I've ever met. I can't exactly explain it, but she is. Like for example, she always says that it's okay if someone doesn't want to drink, but you can see from the way she looks at these people that she loathes them. Like they were somehow handicap.
Also, she is quite a princess. Now that she lives on her own she thinks that she's in charge of everything. She can't cope with her parents telling her what to do when she's home. Nor any criticism. Her parents are quite strict and she couldn't even imagine doing anything "forbidden" at home, but she judges others for being cowards. I can't help it but hypocrite people make me see red!

And this other person, let's call him Mike. Mike here is the most selfcentered person in this world. He thinks about nothing but himself, and he treats other people like they're pieces of litter he can spit on. He has no respect for others, and thinks himself as the owner of the universe. I just wonder how come someone can be like that for real?
But anyhow, trying to keep positive, and this song definitely helps in it. It reminds that everyone's important!

Katy Perry - Firework (is the title, too)