I can wait for the day I'm finally getting over you
honigbienchen, 15:57h
Hey ihr Lieben!
Hab gestern noch was mit Caro und Jonas gemacht. :) War voll toll. Wir sind erst ein bisschen spazieren gegangen und dann haben wir uns noch in ein Café gesetzt.
Jonas:"Caro steht auf den einen von One Direction."
Caro:"Tu ich gar nicht."
Jonas:"Dooch, gib's doch zu!"
Caro:"Nee, ich find nur dass die alle volll gut aussehen und ich mag ein Lied von denen."
Ich:"Welches?"
Caro:"Das.."
Ich:"You don't know oh oh you don't know you're beautiful!"
Caro:"Hahahaha, jaaa, genau des!"
Jonas:"Ich hasse die!". :D
Ahh und ich hab ihr auch den ganzen Scheiß erzählt, was so in meiner Klasse abgeht. :D
Und sie hat mir von ihrer englischen Austauschschülerin erzählt. In England gibt's keine Zirkusse und keine HubbaBubba-Kaugummies. ;o
Lol war auf jeden Fall total schön. Hab sie voll vermisst.
Am Abend hab ich dann noch "Das Vermächtnis des geheimen Buches" angeschaut.
Der Film hat mich am Schluss total verwirrt. Er fängt an mit einem Mord und endet mit einer Schatzsuche.
Lol, aber der Film war echt gut. :D
Gestern Nacht hatte ich eine Reihe von komischen Träumen, teilweise auch Albträumen.
Zu erst hab ich i.was von Simon und Julius geträumt, genau weiß ich das aber nicht mehr.
Dann hab ich geträumt dass meine Mathelehrerin auf der Treppe ausrutscht und Angela sie voll auslacht. :D
Okay, jetzt wird's psycho.
Ich hab geträumt, dass an unserer Schule ein Amoklauf ist.
Also:
I.wie war der ganze Jahrgang in der Aula und da war so ein Kerl oder zwei, so genau weiß ich das nicht mehr, mit Pistolen. Er haben sie Pfefferspray im ganzen Raum rumgesprüht, man hat fast nichts mehr gesehen und dann haben sie gebrüllt, dass wenn sich jemand bewegt, der erschossen wird. Drei haben sich bewegt und die wurden dann erschossen. I.wie sind dann aber alle raus aus der Aula gerannt, ich bin, so weit ich mich noch daran erinnern kann, in das andere Schulgebäude, die Treppe rauf und dann in i.einen Raum. Mehr weiß icht nicht mehr. Ich weiß nur noch, dass dann die Feuerwehr kam.
Dann hab ich geträumt, dass ich in Kunst neben Tamara sitze (D:). Ich weiß nicht mehr was passiert ist, aber es war voll krank.
Und dann hab ich noch geträumt, dass Lina wieder in die Schule gekommen ist, aber total abgemagert, also richtig und ihre Haare waren auch i.wie dunkler und so.
Oh gooooott, voll psycho alles. Und ich dachte mir letztens erst noch so: Yeah, ich hatte schon lang keine Albträume mehr und dann kommen gleich mehrere auf einmal. D:
Okay, das war's auch schon.
Morgen ist schon Ostern. ;O
Ich bin i.wie gar nicht in Osterstimmung. Das Wetter. Unmöglich. :D
Wünsch euch einen wundervollen Tag! :* ♥ <3 xxx
Hey you!
Yes, you. Stop being unhappy with yourself. You are perfect. Stop wishing you looked like someone else or wishing people liked you as much as they like someone else. Stop trying to get attention from those who hurt you. Stop hating your body, your face, your personality, you quirks. Love them. Without those things you wouldn't be you and why would you want to be anyone else? Be confident with who you are, smile. It'll draw people in. If anyone hates on you because you are happy with yoursef then you stick your middle finger in the air and say screw it. My happiness will not depent on others anymore. I'm happy because I love who I am. I love my flaes. I love my imperfections. They make me me. And me is pretty amazing.
He found her most beautiful not when she was all fancied up, but when she wasn't. When she was lying on the carpet, her hair all a mess, laughing about something that happened years ago. When she wasn't trying to impress anyone and taken down that wall she build for most people. That's when he couldn't take his eyes off of her.
One day you'll meet a guy. And ultimately, he's going to find out. How you chew, how you sip, how you dance , how you smell at every point in the day.
How your face looks unterneath all your makeup. How you love chocolate, how you can be hyper at times, how certain games and shows make you really happy.
How cranky you can get when you're tired, how you think you look bad in all your photos.
He's going to know everything about you
And you know what?
He's still going to love you.
For you:
this message is for you
you feel like you don't fit in or you're not good enough for anyone.
well, guess what?
you're wrong.
you are amazing an special in every way, not matter what shape or size.
you need to look in the mirror and tell yourself that you love who you are.
take your flaws and turn them into a quality that you love about yourself.
all you need to do is remember that you are perfect and you can't let anyone else think otherwise.
1. Know that after all, life is simple.
Don't complicate it.
2. Be generous in your thoughts, deeds and things.
3. Remember that things go according to your karma - whether you like it or not.
4. Humbly obey the law of the universe.
5- Be positive under any circumstances.
I love you more than words can wield the matter
dearer than eyesight, space and liberty
as much as child e'er lov'd, or father found
a love that makes breath poor, and speech unable
Beyond all manner of so much I love you.
Someday. Everything will make perfect sense, so for now, laugh at the confusion, smile through the tears, be strong and keep reminding yourself that everything happens for a reason.
Why fucking not hate Taylor: because
- she writes songs helping girls get through high school
- she has never done drugs or smoke
- 1 charitable celebrity of 2012
- she wrote a song dedicated to bullying
- she has not changed her image for her fans
- she donated books to a school who couldn't afford it
- she made a song for a little boy with cancer
- she is called names but she has dated a normal number of 6 people
- she helped her old town after a hurricane damage
Taylor gets more hate than most all other celebrities out there at the time, I would say. People don't think about the fact that she does have feelings and she obviously isn't feeling as happy as she used to be. People need to be more careful with their words.
Maybe not everyone likes her but anyone would be crazy not to respect Taylor. She worked hard to become famous. She sung at karaokees, bars and festivals, wrote her own songs every single day, and played her own guitar. She did it in the hard way and she never gave up. You go back to when you were 12 and try doing that, then come and tell me you have no respect for her.
I hate it when people say things like "Taylor Swift should write a song called 'I'm the problem.'" Just what do they thinkg 'Back to december' is about? What does the line 'So shame on me now' in IKYWT mean to them? Or the 'I should have known' in 'Dear John'? It's all right there in the open, but unfortunately, people see what they want to see.
The bad news is, people are crueler, meaner and more evil than you've ever imagined.
The good news is, people are more kinder, gentler and more loving than you've ever dreamed.
