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YOU’RE FINE!

Now, I’m not one who enjoys talking badly of my friends (or anyone, actually), but there are certain people on this planet, who I think take self-modesty a tad too seriously… To the point where it becomes self loathing.

Before I begin, let me give you a brief background on what I’m talking about. In general, there are two types of modest people. The type who are modest because they want attention (you know, the type who purposely say bad things about themselves so other people can shower them with praise), and the type who are modest because they genuinely think they aren’t good enough.

I couldn’t care less about the ones who crave attention – whatever their intentions are don’t matter to me. I’m talking about the people who really aren’t happy with themselves.

I’ve got a friend who is constantly criticising herself. She’s either too thin or too fat, too pale or too tan. In class she’s under the misconception that no matter how hard she tries, she can never be as good as the top tier students. Like me, she aspires to write, but she doesn’t dare to start because she’s afraid her work wouldn’t be as good as she hopes. She believes her life is going nowhere. Well, of course it isn’t – not with that attitude!

I know I sound harsh and uncaring, but it irritates me to see people so displeased with themselves. We’re all different, and each of us is amazing in our own ways. Perhaps you aren’t as attractive as the people in the magazines. Perhaps you don’t have the best grades in class. But what does it matter? Why let it get to you? We have our own strengths and weaknesses, and it’s not the outside that matters, it’s – cheesy as it may sound – the inside. If we all moped about all day, and mourned over what we lacked, would we have come this far as a race? No. J.K. Rowling wouldn’t have created Harry Potter if she’d been too afraid of failure to write. Steve Jobs wouldn’t have created Apple if he’d been afraid to try. Insecurity happens to all of us, but we must overcome it, and look at the bright side. We’re all so perfectly imperfect, so why waste time crying over what we can’t be, when we should be focusing on what we can be?

I’m beginning to lose track of what I’m saying now… All this emotion is confusing me. Basically, I know this is a cheesy, sensitive post. But I honestly believe that all of you are wonderful, awesome people, and you should be proud! I know I’m completely weird and crazy, but I don’t care. It’s who I am, and I’m proud of it. So to all of you insecure people out there: YOU’RE FINE.

Adios!

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So I was idly stalking some of my favourite blogs today, when I stumbled upon a fascinating piece of information. I discovered that I have – to my utter astonishment – been nominated for another blog award! (The “Amazeballs Blogger Award”, to be precise). Now, I realise that this probably means nothing to most of you, but to me it feels like I’ve found buried treasure. I’m fully aware that I’ve been pretty inactive lately (sorry… I’m on vacation and the internet is really unpredictable. Which reminds me, I have to write a rant on that soon), which has naturally lead to a few unfollowers, so this is really just the motivation I needed to get me up and posting again.

The flood of thank you’s, online hugs and kisses go to Nevillegirl – who runs Musings From Neville’s Navel – this time, and it shouldn’t be at all surprising that I was stalking her blog in the first place. She is truly a fantastic blogger, and you all should definitely go check out/follow her blog – pretty soon you’ll be stalking her like I do ;).

Moving right along. Like most other blog awards, this one comes with it’s set of requirements (when will someone make an award that doesn’t come with requirements?!), so, here goes…

THE RULES:

  1. You must link to the blog you received the award from.
  2. You must answer all the questions.
  3. You must pass it onto at least one other Amazeballs Blogger, the more the merrier.
  4. You must remember to tell the recipients that you nominated them, whether by commenting on their blogs, PMing them if you know them on a different site, or other methods.
  5. You must be amazeballs!

So, here we go.

QUESTIONS:

Oh dear, these are by far the hardest questions for me to answer… I have too many favourite things! It’s absurd that anyone would expect me to just pick ONE for each category…

1. What are you favourite song lyrics?

Hmm… I obsess over things pretty easily, so naturally my favourite song lyrics changes all the time… But for now it’s probably “TONIIIIIIGHT, WE ARE YOUNG! SO LET’S SET THE WORLD ON FIIRE, WE CAN BURN BRIIGHTER, THAN THE SUUUUN!” from “We Are Young“, by Fun featuring Janelle Monae. It has quite a catchy beat (the sort that makes you feel like howling the lyrics at the top of your voice during the chorus) and it’s also the song of this year’s graduating class. Hope you guys enjoy…

2. What is your favourite book/book series?

If it’s a book then honestly I could sit here thinking for hours, and still not come up with any… I love reading far too much to pick a favourite book out of the hundreds I’ve read. But if we’re talking about a book series, then no question my favourites would be Artemis Fowl (Eoin Colfer), Harry Potter (J.K. Rowling) and CHERUB! (Robert Muchamore). I grew up reading those books, am still reading them (which goes to show that I haven’t actually finished growing up yet), and they will probably stay with me till I grow old, wither and die.

3. What is your favourite movie/TV Series?

My favourite movie? Oh, that’ll be THE AVENGERS, definitely. No question about it. I’ve watched it three times in the cinema, and plan to torrent it once a good dvdrip comes out. And when I do torrent it, I’ll probably watch it another three times on my own, and maybe another two times with friends. Yup, that’s a movie that’ll stay with me forever. My favourite TV series is BBC’s modern version of Sherlock Holmes. Not sure if I’ve mentioned this, but I’m a huge fan of BBC’s Sherlock Holmes (and Sherlock Holmes in general, actually). I absolutely adore all the actors, the series is hilarious and captivating, and I’ve watched all the episodes twice. You should all definitely go look it up on sidereel.com and watch it because it is simply AMAZING.

4. Who inspires you?

A lot of people. Mainly authors, epic musicians, my mum, random cosplayers… Basically I admire a lot of people, and I get inspired by almost anyone, sometimes even strangers…

5. What is your dream job?

When I’m talking to grown-ups, my “sensible” answer is I want to be a Clinical Psychologist, or Child Psychology. Really though, my aspirations go from fabulous rock star to intergalactic princess… So yeah, my future is still undecided.

OUCH I JUST GOT BITTEN BY SOME RANDOM INSECT MY DAY IS RUINED.

Anyway… Moving on to my nominations…

DUN DUN DUNN

  1. Kylie, at Six Words
  2. Amira, at Amira’s Nightmare
  3. Jas, at Jelectrify (Yes I know this is a tumblr, and I know there isn’t much text on it… But she’s one of my closest friends and her blog is just… amazeballs. It’s centered around fashion, and I guess perhaps fashion isn’t my usual topic… But hey, even I have a girly side).

I know there are only three, but the other bloggers I wanted to nominate (like Hero and Liam) have already been nominated… But hey, two is more than one (no kidding) so I’ve met the requirements ;).

That’s all for today, I suppose.

Adios!

WEAR THE SHNORTS!

Before you all declare that I’m officially insane, please read this post: http://musingsfromnevillesnavel.wordpress.com/2012/07/06/wear-the-shnorts/
Trust me, things will make sense after you do 🙂

Now that you (hopefully) HAVE read the post, I know, I know, I’m kind of a little late in posting this… But in my defense I was on the other side of the world, staying in a hotel where the internet was pretty unpredictable (and that’s putting it lightly – a more truthful explanation would be that the internet connection there was pretty much nonexistent).

Anyhoo, today is still sort of WTS day.. And I DID take a picture of my shnorts on my amazing camera… Thing is, the camera turned out to be a little TOO amazing and the file is too big to upload :C. Thankfully I’ve managed to find a pic on google that looks EXACTLY like the shnorts I have… So ladies and gentlemen (and any aliens who may be lurking), I hereby present to you… MY SHNORTS :D.

SURPRISE SURPRISE SURPRISE. I actually got a birthday gift this year… A month before my birthday.

Strange as that may be, it’s no surprise really – as usual, my mum couldn’t handle the excitement and suspense, and decided on a whim to reveal my present a month early. She didn’t even bother hiding it – the moment she walked through the door she was all “I GOT YOU A GIFT!!1111!”

Anyhow… Moving to the gift itself. This year, for my birthday, I got… *DRUMROLL*

MY OWN CAMERA. *eek*

Before you run away, I apologise for all the girly hyperness and whatnot. It’s just, I’m amazed. It’s not just any old camera; I got my very own DSLR. The thing is sitting on my bed right at this moment, and with it’s sleek black modern form, it looks completely out of place in my bedroom. A black gem in a sea of unwashed clothes and old books. To be honest, I can hardly believe it’s mine. It seems so… strange, to have something so expensive in my possession. Ahh, what can I say? I love my mum to bits.

That aside, I’ve also invested in getting myself a gift this year. Now that I’ve gotten myself a part time job, I figured it was about time I invested a bit of time and money in my appearance, and make an effort to actually look presentable in public. I’m dedicating this entire week to filling my wardrobe with new shirts, trousers, dresses, whatever. Today was day two of my shopping spree, and though it’s really tiring (my legs are in great pain) I quite enjoyed myself. During my search for new clothes, I’ve also discovered that I quite like girlish cosplay-style clothes. I’ve also somehow attained this new fetish for colourful, “kawaii” wigs (as in, curly wigs that are bright pink/blue/strawberry blonde etc). Who would have thought it? I guess my years as a tomboy have finally come to an end. My parents will be happy – I’m finally going to dress like a girl. Then again, I heard from a friend that the “gyaru”, girlish cosplay way of dressing is used by many as a way to rebel against the norms of society. So I suppose the rebel in me hasn’t left yet.

All in all, this is a pathetic post, and you all deserve much more than this. But frankly I’m too excited by my new camera to write anything coherent, so I guess I have no choice but to leave you with this. Sorry guys. I promise once my birthday passes and I get used to my new toys, I’ll write more!

Adios!

So yesterday was the 1st of July, and I was actually planning to write a blog post… but then I didn’t. Which just reminded me of how I haven’t actually written anything new or interesting recently. Which just reminded me of how I also didn’t write that post I promised I’d write – the one where I explain with apologetically why I haven’t been very active for the past few weeks. Which all contributed to reminding me that I’m still a lazy procrastinator, and being weeks away from my birthday doesn’t exactly change any of that.

Now, I know it’s foolish to believe that I’ll magically grow up once my birthday arrives, but I still quite like the idea of “improving myself” and “changing to be a better person”. I suppose a lot of this thinking was inspired by a relative, who visited me a week ago (she only just left yesterday with her family – part of the reason why I haven’t exactly been very productive on my blog). My relative is a distant cousin, an American citizen in her mid-40’s. We never really got along that well until recently – partly because I only see her once every two years, partly because I wasn’t mature enough to understand her. That aside, this year, somehow we managed to get along better, and a lot of what she said to me has inspired me to take a look at my life and start choosing my own paths etc. I know, I know, it sounds completely cheesy. But this cousin of mine started her own business when she was 23, and though I never noticed it before, I realise I really admire her lifestyle. She’s got her own happy family, her own business, and at middle age she still manages to maintain a good figure and fashion sense. Somehow, it makes me feel kind of useless in comparison.

Don’t get me wrong – this is not a post where I wallow in self pity. No, this is a post where I announce to the world (or at least, that tiny, minuscule portion of the world that actually reads my blog) that things are actually going to be different once my birthday arrives. I’m going to make resolutions (and actually stick with them), I’m going to cut my bad habits (or at least, most of my bad habits), I’m going to turn over a new page, I’m going to become a better person. *dramatic music* Basically I’m embarking on a journey similar to the one Bridget Jones took – one where I keep a diary (in this case, an e-diary) and try to stop being such an awkward freak.

To those of you who actually know me in real life (which reminds me – why on earth are you reading my blog? If you know me, you should stay away. I don’t want my writing to scare you off… Who’ll wait with me in the lunch line?) , you’re probably going to sneer at my bold statements. And I know, I’m terrible at keeping resolutions. I know I’ve said countless times that I’ll change. But this year is different – this time I actually mean it. I plan to really start getting organised, and look after myself. I know it sounds dramatic, but this year, I want to change everything. From my style to my organisation to my outlook on life. It’s like spring cleaning, basically. Out with the old and in with the new.

Being this close to my birthday has really put a lot of things into perspective for me. I keep thinking I’ll become an organised, non-lazy and successful person when I grow up, but I guess that type of thinking needs to die or something, because I need to become that person now. Most of the time, we say things like “someday I’m gonna be rich” or “someday I’ll be successful and happy and live an amazing life”. Well, probably that someday won’t ever come. There’s only today. We’ve got to learn to go from “someday I’ll be satisfied with my life” to “today I’m satisfied with my life”. We have to start living in the moment, get our goals straight and start working towards them, or else they’ll never be fulfilled and we’ll die before our “someday” arrives.

 

Before any of you begin to complain/unfollow/ditch my blog, I know, I know that I promised to do some actual blogging today. And I was planning to do that, except a little something got in the way. A little something being THE FIRST BLOG AWARD I EVER RECEIVED. I have – surprisingly, astoundingly, bafflingly (yes, I know that’s not a word) – been nominated for the ‘One Lovely Blog Award’, by the amazing and lovely Heroic Endeavors, run by Hero. Tons of thank you’s, online hugs and kisses to her, and please do check out her blog – she’s a wonderful blogger, writer and cellist, and I know you’ll all love her just as much as I do : D.

Anyhow, moving right along. As with any other blog award, this one comes with rules. The requirements are as follows:

  1. Thank the person who nominated you on their blog.
  2. Describe 7 things about yourself.
  3. Nominate 15 other blogs, and inform them of their nomination.

So, here goes.

Thank you so much to Hero (whose blog I’ve already linked to above – and you all should definitely click the link. Her blog is brilliant), who I really appreciate for following and actually reading/commenting on my posts. It’s very rare for me to be able to find someone who shares the same interests at me, so imagine my surprise when I stumbled on Hero who – like me – plays the cello, writes, and loves Artemis Fowl. She has nominated me for my first blog award ever, and for that I’m joyously grateful. Her blog is simply amazing and I can imagine myself continuing to stalk her posts for years to come :).

Seven things about myself:

1. I am a mix of everything.

I’m a French/Japanese teenager who’s spent my primary and secondary school years in a British curriculum, and will be spending my university years following the American curriculum. I have lived in 7 countries, visited 15, and will most likely continue hopping from continent to continent, unless a certain fictional character comes to life and persuades me to remain with him for the rest of my life. I absolutely love music, writing and the arts, but I’m also pretty good (now we’re entering that dangerous bragging territory) at the Sciences and Maths. I can write with both hands (and that’s about the only trick I can do, unless you count raising one eyebrow – a quirk I’m very proud of). People can never get my age right because I have a young appearance and an adult’s voice – imagine a baby with your teacher’s voice – and they often think I’m either 12 or 20. I also really like eating chocolates and spicy noodles (not together, of course). I’m also extremely pessimistic and optimistic at the same time. Basically I have the most cheerful outlook on life – the way I see it, “everything will be fine in the end” because the good guys should always win – but I enjoy pointing out the negative aspects of things (take ;Friday; for instance; what part of that song has a positive side?)

2. I get obsessed really easily.

Whether it be a song, an actor/actress, a fictional character, whatever. When I start getting addicted, I really get addicted. If it’s a song, I’ll rape the replay button for days. If it’s an actor/actress, I’ll google till my fingers go numb, stalk until my eyes go red, and by the end of the week I could tell you everything about him/her – from best movie to favourite type of shoe. If it’s a fictional charcter, well, I’ll google the info, then I’ll move on to fanfictions, then I’ll daydream, and then finally I’ll write my own fanfictions (be grateful I don’t post them up here). The funny thing is, these obsessions only last about a week or so, and then they’re quickly replaced by new ones.

3. I don’t really know much about myself.

It’s only the third point, and I’m already out of things to say. I… um… really like dogs? I like to sing in the shower? I like to fantasize about being a superhero? (I used to imagine villains flying through windows during boring classes, and I’d whip off my school uniform to uncover my ninja outfit inside. Then I’d reveal my ninja powers and save the entire school, without anyone ever seeing my face – because I’m too ninja for them to spot me :P).

4. I have a pretty good metabolism.

I eat like a pig (people eat 3 meals a day. I eat 5 – and that doesn’t even count snacks) but I’m still pretty average weight. I mean, my parents still complain – but that’s only because I keep finishing all the food in the house – but really I’m not completely obese. I weigh around 42 kilos (which is pretty standard for people my height), and I’m pretty muscular – don’t get me wrong, I’m no Thor, but I’m just not all floppy – because of all the skating I do.

5. I have 3 brothers.

They’re all older than me, and they’re all capable of being real jerks. Then again, so am I. One – the youngest – is a really cheerful person. He’s too cheerful, to be honest. He’s always happy-go-lucky, always smiling, and he’ll never take you seriously. Not even when your dog dies and you start crying, no, he’ll still be laughing and making jokes about how good ol’ Coco should rest in pieces. The second youngest can actually be considered nice, if he weren’t so moody. One second he’ll be really sweet, and the next he starts shouting at you for entering his room or standing in his way or something. The oldest is just completely cruel and has an evil, cold sense of humour. I don’t even want to describe him.

6. I have a really eclectic taste in music.

On the one hand, I love classical music to bits (especially songs written during the Romantic period). On the other hand, I also adore songs from artists like Adele, Lady Gaga, Maroon 5, Jimmy Wong (you guys have to Youtube him. He’s amazing), and the list goes on. So imagine the look of surprise people get when I tell them I also love listening to Linkin Park, Queen, and Nickleback, or when they find out most of the music on my iPod is heavy metal.

7. I’m actually nice.

I know, I know. Unbelievable right? But honestly, I can be a pretty nice person… sometimes. *evil grin*

Anyway. Before I end up boring you all even further, let us move on to the last and most important part. THE LUCKY NOMINEES. *DUN DUN DUNN* To be honest, I’ve only been here a month or so, so I doubt I even know 15 people. Therefore, I’m going to provide you a list of blogs that include wordpress blogs, bloggers, tumblrs (people actually make text posts now and again) and maybe even twitters (short text posts are still text posts, no?). I know it’s going into dangerous territory, but I promise I’ll do better for my next award (if I even get another award, that is :S)

So, I hereby present to you the nominees.

  1. Six Words
  2. Musings From Neville’s Navel
  3. Insert Witticism Here
  4. Anya Violetta
  5. Sanity Fair
  6. Time To Be Happy Again
  7. Cut Up Piano And Xylophone
  8. How The Hours Must Fly By
  9. Jim Moriarty (no, it’s not actually him. But the tumblr’s still brilliant : D)
  10. Bassism
  11. Jas
  12. Jelectrify
  13. Clotildajamcracker
  14. This World Is A Lucid Reverie

Aand.. I’m out. I do realise that very few of the above blogs are wordpress blogs (and that tumblrs dominate), but hey, all the blogs I wanted to nominate from wordpress were already nominated. Take Hero, for instance. And Liam too probably. Also, I love all of you (my wonderful stalkers followers) equally, so it’s kind of hard to randomly pick 15 o.o. Which is why I’ve decided to pick the people who actually comment/talk to me : D. Because hey, everyone likes to talk right? No? Sorry :c. I’ll do better next time, I promise! So, anyway, lets have a round of applause. Whoop de doo. Congratulations guys, you are now… on my blog.

Right, this is by far my longest post ever, and as you can see the quality of writing is gradually getting worse. I’m also getting really tired, which means I’ll probably notify all these lucky bloggers tomorrow. And I shall stop writing. Now.

Adios!

*EDIT: I’ve made three additions to my list of nominees – I was pretty tired when I originally made this post, so somehow I forgot to add them in. Sorry guys :S. But you’re in there now : D.

I’m Back!

Dear Lovely Stalkers,

It is with my utmost pleasure that I inform you all of my return to the distracting internet world. Finally, after an agonizing week spent away from my computer, I have managed to complete everything I had to do during this month – with the exception of Camp NaNoWriMo, which I will most likely complete on the last day of May (oh look, a rhyme!) – meaning, of course, that my blogging hiatus is over! I would very much like to share with you all the insignificant (but interesting) details of what I’ve been up to this past week, but frankly, I’m exhausted. I’ve only just got home from the final round of an academic competition, it’s 11pm, and all that brainpower I used has worn me out. I’m much to tired to function properly, let alone describe a whole week’s worth of events and still make sense. Thus, I have decided to dedicate this post to 2 important topics: my existance and thank you’s.

Firstly, I figured it would probably be wise for me to make a quick post telling you all that I’m still alive and blogging, so you don’t all just toss me into that corner of blogs that get ignored. Not that I mind getting ignored – I’d just rather you all not associate me with an empty abandoned blog.

Secondly (and more importantly), the thank you’s. I just checked my stats page (I know I keep saying stuff like “I don’t care if none of you read my blog ladidadida”, and I really don’t care at all, but I’m still really obsessed with checking my stats. It fascinates me that people actually read the rubbish I come up with) and apparently, I still have readers. Surprisingly, there are still those of you out there who follow/stalk/read my posts. I’m not very good with expressing gratitude, but I’d just like to say thank you for sticking with me and reading my blog. Even if I’m a complete newbie. Even if I’ve only got 8 posts. Even if I’ve been gone for ages. I really appreciate you guys, and even if I really don’t mind much about readership, it’s still flattering and great to know that my babbling is actually being acknowledged. Fellow internet addicts, I thank you for your support.

On that note, it’s time for bed. I shall come back online in the next few days, with an extremely detailed blog post covering everything I’ve done over the past week.

Adios!