Woah, that's very interesting...

Sooooo... well I'm a teenage girl, and like what every teenage girl does, I opened Twitter. Usually I don't do this since I think Twitter is the spawn of the Devil or something but in this case I was greeted by something veeeeery different. A dear, "closely-related" friend of mine tweeted something from this website called "Ask.fm", being the self-proclaimed curious person I am, I decided to open it.

There are some websites in the world that are practically gifts to humanity. Google is one, Yahoo is another. Then there are some that are so-so, you know? Like Facebook, Youtube, 9gag. They're just right there smack in the middle of the grey area. Then there's Twitter, plus all the porn sites in the world, to me they're pitch black. Pitch black as the freakin night. But you know... "Ask.fm" appealed to me as a whole new level of evil. No joke. It's like a bashing site; you can tell that person anything you want to with no identities, no retributions. Just plain insulting. Can there be anything more petty? I weep for the fact that people find this pastime enjoyable.

So lately I've been really stressed out.




So why the heck do I post that on my blog?

Who cares if I'm stressed?

I mean, everyone gets stressed once in a while, right?

But I don't want to go around complaining about it. Why? Because people have their own lives, they have their own problems, and they're faaaaar too busy to worry about yours.

I'm sorry if I sound if I sound like a jerk right now...

But before people go posting on Facebook or Twitter about how angry or annoyed or stressed they are, they should really think to themselves if people actually WANT to hear them whine and complain about they're life.

I mean, I'm sorry but I'm really not interested in your recent break-up.

Or whether or not your best friend talked about you behind your back.

So please, I'm not saying that you don't have the right to complain, but I'm saying that when you have a life, please keep it to yourself. Keep it private, and keep it personal.

Hello? Sorry? No, Cinderella doesn't live here. This is her Wicked Stepmother. Can I take your message?

I find fairy tales amusing. Really I do. Who says they don't happen in real life? Hey, there's a decent-looking girl. Let's make her a servant, give her a hood, a broom, and some animal friends. The perfect recipe for a fairy tale princess. Flash forward to the 21st century. There's a decent-looking girl! Give her a tank top, fishnet stocking, some YOLO, and a dash of swag. The perfect recipe for a modern-day heroine. Am I right? Whoops, don't forget the peace sign and the iphone! I mean, whoever said apples aren't good for princesses? Psshaw, don't listen to Snow White, she's 14. Though I have to say the same for our "princesses" these days. I mean, mothers! And only 16! Who wouldn't be proud?

Gosh, of course we can't forget about the dashing prince and his noble steed. Prince Charming, who is ever so disarming with that smile of his. Though girls these days will have to settle for charcoaled enamel. Sorry, dear! That's what happens when your dear prince smokes waaaay too much. But you love him anyway, right? Even if he' overweight, aesthetically challenged, and not always sober. After all, it's what's in the pock -eh, I mean the inside that matters, right?

So yeah, next time someone tells you fairy tales don't exist. Laugh them and say "YOLO" then, they'll be pleased to have met one.

Thank you for your time, humans.

Stars and Earthly Lights

       I'm sure all of us some point in our life have looked up to the sky and thought: Wow, I'm so freakin' insignificant that it's laughable.

Well, that's true. 100 million stars in the Milky Way alone, and there's only one in our solar system. Though it already makes our planet look like a piece of pocket lint. And out planet makes makes us look like pocket lint...

That's a lot of space. And if you don't believe in E.T. That's a lot of wasted space. So yeah, I sometimes wonder how we ended up here anyway. Why would God create a universe so vast and so beautiful only to have us insignificant little humans live on one tiny planet? I think this is what the meaning of our life is; to fnd out why?

Like Armor

       If you haven't been living under a rock the past 2 years, you've probably heard about the not so recent HBO hit series, Game of Thrones. I'm not to keen about the television show, but I adore the books. The character development is so much more in depth and thorough. It's like you can actually imagine having a real conversation with them and actually predict what they would say.

My favourite character though is Tyrion Lannister. The brilliant, sarcastic, filthy rich, whore monger of the Lannister family. An imp of a man. He is shunned by his golden-haired siblings for his deformed face and lack of their family's signature cruelty. Yet he still strives hard for their approval. I won't go much into detail about his life since I'd rather you read the book to do him justice. But my point is we're all Tyrions in the inside. We don't fit in, we get judged, we get ridiculed, we're "different" but Tyrion teaches us that being different just means fate is challenging you to do a little something different. He shows us that being different means you are unique and that people who criticise you are just too blind to see it.

“Never forget who you are, for surely the world won’t. Make it your strength. Then it can never be your weakness. Armour yourself in it, and it will never be used to hurt you.” -Tyrion Lannister

Desiderata

"Go placidly amid the noise and haste, and remember what peace there may be in silence."

 - Desiderata, Max Ehrman

 

 

       I absolutely love this poem. Why? Because though it has a lot of meaning to it, it's quite simple to understand. Yet there's still that vibrancy and that passion the author conveys. Both longing for a better life and contentment for the one you have now. It conveys to us the message that we should be happy with what has been given to us, yet strive to have more. Be ambitious, but never greedy. Count yourself lucky, but don't be prideful about it. Stop to smell the flowers before proceeding to the busy life ahead of you, and always remember to pluck one once in a while.

MMORPGs In Your Face

       I don't get why people hate on MMORPGs (For those of you who don't know, MMORPGs are assive Multiplayer Online Role Playing Games) I mean yes, they seem a bit mindless at first glance. But have you ever even tried to play one? It's freaking fun. An alternate universe where you become your own character. Strong, fast and powerful. Heroes, mages, assassins. Where violence seems to be the key to almost everything. Sounds tempting, no?

Yes, it is. Almost too tempting that you tend to get lost here. You forget all worries, all problems. It's like crack, but more on the fantasy part. You get hooked on it and you never want to leave again. It becomes your stress ball; a way to escape real life. Just remember too never get sucked in too deep.

Wow, I'm making games like League of Legend and Defence of the Ancients sound like Nirvana, aren't I? Well, I just have to say that the first time I tried it I wouldn't sleep at night trying vainly to win PvP battles and the like. So for those of you who are open with their addiction, I salute you. And to those girls who think their boyfriends love LoL more than them, I say to you: Don't knock it till' you try it, and get over yourselves.