Monday, April 30, 2012
Tumblr
Tumblr is
like Narnia. You have no idea it exists or how it works, but once you find out,
you never want to leave it again. Well that’s what happened to me, I decided to
check it out, noticed it was the best thing since sliced bread and now it’s
like my not so secret getaway. The problem with Tumblr is that it doesn’t let you
go (I sound like a crazy person now). When I have to study or something I see
there are 4 new posts and I decide to check them out. Then it doesn’t stay with
just checking those 4 posts, when I actually start to do something productive
usually about 2 hours passed. I guess it’s just too much fun to stay away. So if
one of my friends ever finds my Tumblr I will cry in a corner for a week (I’m
not exaggerating at all *insert sarcasm for those who didn’t understand*). No I
wont, but I wont like it, its my getaway from everything. I can just drool at
all the pics and gifs, follow the people
who I want to follow and reblog only those things that I like without having
anything on my dashboard that I don’t want to see. Sounds good huh?
Wednesday, April 25, 2012
When I Have To Study
Studying. We
all have to do it and none of us really like it. I have to do a lot of studying
since I started uni but I’m still not motivated. I’ll be on my way home and I’ll
realize that I have a lot to do so I freak out and promise myself that I’ll
start that very afternoon. When I get home I realize that I can do it the next
day too. So I keep postponing it until the day before this huge test and then I
get all stressed out and study like my life depends on it.
One of the
reasons I can’t actually start studying is because of all the distractions
around me. If I actually come to the point where I open my book I suddenly
think that little fly flying around is the most interesting thing ever. And then
then there’s the twitter/tumblr/hilarious tv shows/youtube problem. When I really
try to study Tumblr and Twitter will be screaming at me ‘LOOK AT BRUNO HE IS SO
CUTE LOOK AT HIS HAIR OMG’ “BRUNO TWEETED GET ON TWITTER” ‘OH LOOK YOU HAVEN’T
SEEN THIS GIF YET’ “LOOOK PEOPLE ARE TALKING TO YOU GET. YOUR. ASS. ON.
TWITTER.” It usually doesn’t take long for me to give in to temptation. I promise
myself to reblog just one thing and quickly reply to my mentions, but then
suddenly there’s a flood of amazing pictures so that 1 picture becomes 59384603
pictures. Goodbye attempt at studying. And then I realize I haven’t seen Bruno’s
funny moments in a couple of weeks. Youtube here I come. So before I actually
really feel like studying I suddenly have to have dinner. And who studies after
they had dinner? Well maybe smart people do, but I don’t.
If I really
want to study I have to lock myself up in an empty room (not that there’s an
empty room in this house), no laptop, no phone. But those white walls are
pretty interesting as well.
Tuesday, April 24, 2012
Food
Me and food are in a very serious relationship. I just
love food. I eat all the time, all day long. It’s a mystery how I’m not 500
pounds yet. I eat when I’m happy, when I’m sad, when I’m sleepy, when I’m bored
(especially when I’m bored), when I’m watching tv, when I’m on tumblr, when I’m
on the train, now I’m writing this and their pretty much isn’t a moment when I’m
not eating.
Maybe that’s why I can’t go on a diet. Sometimes I get the
idea to lose like 5 pounds or something. I imagine how I’m gonna do it and with
a great mentality I jump in and start a diet. One week later I’m back to eating
chocolate, ice-cream and everything I shouldn’t be eating. Losing weight is impossible
for me. I just can’t stick with a diet for longer than a week. But as Bruno
said it, I’m amazing just the way I am, so lets get some more chocolate and ice-cream.
Food just makes me happy (this sounds like I have no life at all) and I can’t live without it, especially the food I shouldn't eat. Who needs vegetables anyways? let's live off chocolate, candy, crisps, popcorn and more chocolate.
Sunday, April 22, 2012
Thanks To Bruno
I know I
wrote about Bruno a lot and there will be more posts about him coming but this
is more.. personal I guess. Okay so thanks to Bruno I got on twitter and met
some amazing people. One of them is this amazing girl. I think she started to randomly reply to my tweets (it might have
gone a little different but I’m too lazy to look those tweets up again since its more
than 6 months ago) and we kept talking. We were having a blast drooling over
Bruno and talking about a lot of other random stuff. This idea began to form
and after a couple of months of talking she decided to come and visit me, yes,
she was coming to Amsterdam. And yes, I freaked out. After another month and
some weeks of more fangirling and freaking out it was finally happening. I had
to work the day she was coming but I was constantly on my phone while she was
on the train. Trust me, that’s not good for your heart.
The next
morning I got on the train to Amsterdam to meet up with her. My thoughts that
morning went along the lines of ‘sdofoshdfeowosfkwfern’. I made my way to the
hotel (my parents wouldn’t let her stay at my house. Hmpf) and thought some
more ‘sdhfkiwehgkr’-like thoughts. When she stepped out of the hotel I reaaally
freaked out, I don’t think I was ever that happy to hug someone before. The
next 2 days (yes 2) consisted of freaking out, fangirling, laughing our ass of,
walking till our feet almost fell off, kissing Justin Bieber cardboards (we
hate Bieber), hating Bieber even more because his perfume actually smells good,
more fangirling, watching clips from Bruno’s shows, me having to order
everything while she was filming me, laughing her ass off at the Dutch
language, seeing an Amy Winehouse lookalike and almost getting hit by a car.
All in all
these were an amazing 2 days that I will never ever forget. It felt like we
knew each other since forever instead of a couple of months. I’d never ever
thought I would EVER meet up with someone I met online but it was one of the
best decisions I ever made. I don’t think I ever met someone before who had
such an impact on my life in such a short amount of time. When she left my
heart literally broke, letting her go was one of the hardest things I’ve ever
done. I just wanted to jump in that train with her or just pull her out and
hide her in my basement (I don’t have a basement). Sometimes you just have to
do something you didn’t think you ever would and something amazing can come out
of it. I love this girl and I consider her to be one of my best friends, and I
have Bruno to thank for that.
Saturday, April 21, 2012
50 Facts About Me
I did this ’50
things I love about Bruno’ post and that was a little bit of a challenge but to
torture myself more I’ll do this ’50 facts about me’ post. I kind of stole this
idea from this (amazing) girl but shhh. Okay so here they are;
1. I love Bruno Mars (big surprise)
2. I’m a little tiny bit crazy
3. I speak before I think
4. I’m in love with Jason Mraz’s voice
5. I laugh a lot and very hard
6. I want to find the cure for cancer
one day
7. Silences make me feel icky
8. That’s why I can’t shut the hell up
9. Zayn is allowed to get in my bed :)
10. I can’t live without music
11. My mom means the world to me
12. I wish I could play an instrument
13. Food is everything
14. If I’m alone for a long period of
time I go crazy
15. My bed and I are in a very serious
relationship
16. I haven’t seen my real father since I
was 2 days old
17. I’m very ticklish
18. I don’t understand how my brain
works
19. When I have time to think my
thoughts go absolutely crazy
20. I love to do my nails but I hate the
smell of nail polish
21. I think that How I Met Your Mother
is the best thing that ever happened to television
22. I can’t concentrate on anything for longer than 30 minutes
23. I looove to spend money
24. When I go shopping I go crazy
25. I’m very impulsive
26. I think one of my fish is suicidal
27. Friendship is everything to me
28. I’m not really awake before 3pm
29. I love sleep
30. I hate work
31. I’m very very VERY lazy
32. I’m addicted to shoes
33. My fear of spiders is enormous and irrational
34. I’m not very creative but I love to
write
35. Apple pie makes me very happy
36. I love people with a great sense of
humor
37. I can’t sing but that doesn’t stop
me from singing along to my favorite music on the top of my lungs (I hereby apologize to my neighbors)
38. Starbucks makes me happy
39. I’m very clumsy (I trip over air)
40. I don’t want to die unnoticed (if
that makes sense)
41. I either love or hate you
42. World peace would make me very happy
(who wouldn’t)
43. I’m addicted to chocolate
44. I don’t care what people think about
me
45. I have a little brother who’s the
most annoying creature that ever walked this planet (I still love him though)
46. I find myself speaking English to
Dutch people all the time (I blame Twitter)
47. People who always complain make me
want to throw something in their face
48. I hate it when someone smells
disgusting
49. I should’ve been born in Hawaii
50. I never thought I could get to 50
Okay so
this wasn’t as hard as I thought it would be. I could probably come up with
more but then I’d really have to start thinking and I’m too lazy to do that
today. Well I hope you liked reading this and if you didn’t.. well that’s fine
too.
I hate
Facebook. I just DON’T understand why people love it so much. I don’t get how
people can spend hours on Facebook, it’s just.. no. Every once in a while I
decide that I should give Facebook another chance, I spend some time on it for
a couple of weeks but I come to the same conclusion every single time, I hate
it. I just think Facebook is really boring in comparison to Twitter (there it
is again) and Tumblr. But that’s not what’s really pissing me off, it’s the people
on Facebook.
How I see
it, there are 4 kinds of people on Facebook. First of all there’s the people
who think they’re funny, posting ‘witty’ and ‘funny’ comments. Sometimes
they’re actually funny –usually not though- but the fact that they’re trying so
hard kind of ruins it for me. Then there’s the attention seeking girls. Posting
429910242 pictures of themselves with a caption along the lines of ‘ugh I’m so
ugly’. WELL IF YOU THOUGHT YOU WERE UGLY YOU WOULDN’T BE POSTING ALL THESE PICTURES
HUH? So at this point I’m getting really annoyed and there are the people who
ask for likes (this kind of fits in the attention-seeking-category too but I
hate it so much that they deserve more than that). Asking for likes is so
annoying, I cant even describe my hate towards that ‘phenomenon’. And last but not least there’s the duckfaces,
there’s nothing I hate more than girls
who think their duckface is the cutest thing ever. I just want to throw their
computer at their face and hope that gets the sense back in them.
So the annoying attention seeking people are the main reason why I came to the conclusion that I hate Facebook for the 3rd time in the past year. I guess I should just give up on it forever now or I’ll throw
something at my computer next time. I’ll just stick with Twitter, that’s where
all the fun people are at anyways.
Friday, April 20, 2012
Love Or Hate
After all
these fangirling posts about Bruno I thought it was time for something about me
hihi (if you’re only interested in Bruno then I suggest you just stop reading
now). Okay so I like to think of myself as a ‘simple’ person, not simple in the
simple-cause- I-don’t-have-brains way but simple in the way of.. I don’t know
how to explain this.. I’m not someone who can worry for ages about something
small, what happens happens and I’ll deal with it when it happens. I’m not
gonna worry about something that might never happen, makes sense?
I’m also
someone who either loves you or hates you. My opinion about someone forms in
the first few minutes after I met someone and it rarely ever changes. If I love
you I’ll always be there for you, but if I don’t like you then I’m not gonna
make any effort at all. And those first few minutes determine the way I’ll feel
about you for.. forever. I hope I don’t sound like a giant bitch now cause I’m
not (I think). This happened with Bruno
(aahh there he is again) too, I loved him from the first moment I heard his
voice and never stopped loving him. And I
haven’t liked (I don’t want to use the word hate but..) Bieber from the moment I
heard one of his songs for the first time. And for some reason I can’t stop
feeling this way about him cause his first song ruined it all. I know that that’s
probably not the right way to look at people but I guess that’s just who I am.
Am I the
only one who’s like this or is this normal? Or is everyone always like ‘I love
all of you, cute kittens, rainbows and unicorns'?
Wednesday, April 18, 2012
Once A Hooligan..?!
‘Once a
Hooligan, Always a Hooligan.’ ‘Hooligan for life.’ I see lots of Hooligans
saying this every day, and it always makes me happy. Bruno changed my life (and
the life of many others) and I’ll never forget that. So yes, I will be a Hooligan
for life. I know I can’t spend the rest of my life fangirling like crazy, but Bruno
will always have a special place in my heart.
More and
more Hooligans ‘for Life’ seem to decide that ‘for Life’ doesn’t mean anything
and they completely turn their back on Bruno and move to another fanbase. I
have no problem at all with people who are a part of 2,3 or 15 fanbases. But
once someone starts with saying they’ll be a Hooligan (and this applies to all
fanbases of course) forever and then just completely turn away from, that’s when
I have a problem with you. This is happening especially now it’s quiet around
Bruno, people lose interest and leave the fanbase. Fine, if that’s what they
want. But if I see them coming back when Bruno releases his second album, I WILL
find them…
Apparently ‘out
of sight out of mind’ really applies to some people. But in my opinion, if you
can leave Bruno because it’s quiet around him for a while (while he’s working
his ass of for his second album to make US happy) or for any other reason, then
you weren’t a real Hooligan to begin with. If he really means so much to you as
you say, then show it and support him through everything. Or am I the only one
who sees it like this?
Tuesday, April 17, 2012
That Awkward Moment
‘That
awkward moment when you can’t read your own handwriting’ ‘That awkward moment
when it’s raining’ ‘That awkward moment when there is food in your fridge’ ‘That
awkward moment when you turn off the light and it becomes dark’ ‘That awkward
moment when you flip your hair and boys don’t get overwhelmed’. I just got on
twitter (surprise) and as usual I’m being bombarded with ‘That awkward moment..’
tweets. These tweets and the word ‘awkward’
in general are really starting to get to me, I cant see them anymore without
going crazy.
The problem
with these tweets is that most of them aren’t even awkward or even remotely
funny at all. People seem to feel the need too put ‘That awkward moment..’ in
front of everything they say, but why? It almost seems like putting ‘That
awkward moment..’ in front of very standard situations makes them funny. Well no,
it only makes me want to slap you in the face.
Not all ‘That
awkward moment..’ tweets are bad, some are actually quite funny, but the
horrible and annoying ‘That awkward moment..’ tweets kind of ruined it for the
good ones. I’ve come to the point where I don’t even read tweets that start
with ‘That awkward..’ anymore, I just can’t see these words anymore without
feeling the need to throw something through my screen. People ruined a good
thing by overusing it, as usual.
I don’t know
when this trend started and who started it, but if I ever come across that
person I might have to subtly tell him/her how he/she ruined awkward moments. Then
that person can continue to tweet what an awkward moment it was when someone didn’t
like all the awkward moments.
Monday, April 16, 2012
50 Things I Love About Bruno
1. His voice
2. The fact that he’s abnormally talented
3. The fact that he can actually dance
4. His sense of humor
5. The fact that he sucks with
technology
6. His eyes
7. The checkered shirts he’s always
wearing
8. His dimples
9. His smile
10. The fact that his live performances
are better than the studio versions
11. His teeth
12. The way he raises his one eyebrow
13. His hair (I swear I’ll touch it one
day)
14. His fedoras
15. His shoes
16. His nonexistent ass
17. His tweets
18. His really tight red jeans
19. The booty tweets
20. The way he doesn’t show us any
shirtless pictures
21. The silly faces he makes
22. The way he doesn’t know how to
change a background
23. The fact that he’s so tiny
24. The way he says he’s still a virgin
25. The way he ties his shoes
26. How his band plays a really
important role on (and off) stage
27. His chubby fingers
28. His tattoos
29. The ring he always wears around his
index finger
30. His carrot (wait what)
31. His read beanie
32. The energy he gives on stage
33. The way he can wear ugly clothes and
make it look really hot
34. The funny moments videos (I cried
from laughing)
35. His friendship with phil
36. The way he makes me jealous of a mic
stand
37. His hilarious answers to serious
questions
38. His booty follows
39. How he’s always having fun on stage
40. The Liquid Lavender video (pure
genius)
41. How he keeps his music simple and
from the heart
42. How he doesn’t forget where he’s
coming from
43. How he called himself a ‘Sex Dragon’
44. The way he makes us all go crazy
when he tweets
45. How he can do a split (that must’ve
hurt)
46. The way he plays guitar
47. His amazing lyrics
48. How he appreciates everything that
has happened to him
49. The way he can’t even be serious at
the Grammy’s
50. The fact that he’s Bruno.
Sunday, April 15, 2012
Concert Tickets
Finally
your favorite artist is doing a tour and finally he/she/they’re coming to your
country. Say hello to your heart almost beating out of your chest, sweaty
hands, red cheeks, thoughts going crazy, exploding ovaries or whatever. Finally
you have the chance to see them. But then the next challenge presents itself;
will you be able to get concert tickets?
In my case
it always seems to be a huge struggle to get tickets. The first time Bruno Mars
(yep, there he is again) came to the Netherlands I found out one day before the
show and of course there were no tickets available *le cry*. I promised myself I
would never let that happen again and indeed, the next time I found out that he
was coming a lot earlier. About 3 hours after all the tickets were sold out. I was
never that frustrated in my life before. But I learned my lesson and a couple
of days after that show a new show was announced.
So this
time I knew about the show in time. Yay. But Bruno was becoming reeaaally
popular so I wasn’t the only person in this country who wanted to go to his
show, and people in this country are like sharks (sorry guys) so this was about
to get difficult. To make things even more complicated I was having a test at
the moment the tickets would be up for sale (you can imagine that I failed that
test). Me and my friends convinced our parents to cancel all of their plans for
that morning and sit in front of the computer and get those tickets or else…. I’m
glad we did that cause the tickets were sold out in about 15 minutes (I told
you they are sharks) and miraculously they got tickets. Apparently 3 times
really is a charm and I was finally going to see Bruno.
Well, I (barely)
survived that and then I got the chance
to get tickets for Jason Mraz. I’ve been waiting for a chance to see him for
almost 4 years so the sweaty hands and irregular heartbeats were back. And once
again I had something to do in uni that I couldn’t miss and the friend I’m
going with had a test. So once again it were our parents getting the tickets. I’m
really starting to think that whoever decides when these tickets are up for
sale has some form of deep hate for me, but I’m finally on the winning hand.
Saturday, April 14, 2012
Fanbases On Twitter
Fanbases are
everywhere so of course they’re on twitter too. Nothing wrong with that, in
fact it’s good that fans can talk to other fans from all over the world. I know
what its like when people in your ‘real’ life don’t know what you’re talking
about when you’re going crazy about that new picture or a new song. But then
you get on twitter and there are 56046290273 different people who feel exactly
like you do. So twitter is a good place to fangirl, but..
Then there
are the annoying fans. There are lots of Directioners (not all of them) and
even more Beliebers (again not all of them) who feel the need to trend 5
different (usually stupid) things every single day. So when I look at the trend
and I see 5 things that have to do with Bieber and 3 more about what the guys
from One Direction did in the past 2 hours, I get really annoyed. We all know
you love your idol (or you wouldn’t be the fan you are today) so there’s no
need to trend things all the time to prove that. It only results in lots of annoyed
people.
And then
there are the obsessive protective fans. When you say one bad thing about their
idol they go absolutely mental and start telling you what an horrible person
you are. But then they
proceed in telling how they hate your idol or some random other person. So they
can say everything they want but as soon as someone says something back it
suddenly isn’t okay anymore. Well that makes sense. Not.
So I think
fans should just be ‘chill’, stop trending stuff every other minute and respect
people from other fanbases. Cause in the end we’re not there to prove a point
about who is the best artist or anything, in the end we’re all there to support
our idols and to have fun.
Friday, April 13, 2012
Friday the 13th
IT’S
FRIDAY, FRIDAY.. Friday the 13th *shudder*. Stay away from black
cats. Don’t walk under a ladder. Run away from broken mirrors. Or just stay
inside all day, lock all the doors and hide till this day is over. Its Friday the
13th and some people go crazy with their superstitions and I just
casually laugh at them, oops. I was reading one of those free papers they give
you at the train station this morning (yes sometimes I actually read a paper, I
keep surprising myself) and there was this article about, and I hope I spell it
right, ‘paraskavedekatriaphobia’ Yes. The fear of Friday the 13th.
I’m not afraid of Friday the 13th and I’ll never be. A Friday is a Friday and I love Fridays, yes even Friday the 13th. Friday means weekend and weekend means happy me, whether it starts on the 13th or the 21st. but I guess the very superstitious people among us should stay away from the black cats, ladders and broken mirrors and stay in bed all day, just to be sure.
I don’t understand why people are afraid of this day
and think it brings bad luck. So if you see a black cat today it’ll bring bad
luck but if you see it tomorrow you’ll think it’s a cute animal? Sure. Next year
I’ll just look for all the black cats, ladders and broken mirrors I can find to
see if I have any bad luck that day, if I do, I’ll hide under my bed every
coming Friday the 13th.
But for me this wasn’t a bad day at all, its
actually been a really good thay. Okay it isn’t even 2pm so who knows, maybe my
tv will explode or something cause I saw a black cat today. So far I got
tickets for Jason Mraz in November (dances through room like a crazy person)
and my weekend started at 11am (also sings a song). So I have nothing to
complain about, except maybe that the trains were all late but that happens
almost every day so there’s no way I can blame that on Friday the 13th.I’m not afraid of Friday the 13th and I’ll never be. A Friday is a Friday and I love Fridays, yes even Friday the 13th. Friday means weekend and weekend means happy me, whether it starts on the 13th or the 21st. but I guess the very superstitious people among us should stay away from the black cats, ladders and broken mirrors and stay in bed all day, just to be sure.
Thursday, April 12, 2012
When Bruno Tweets..
When I wake up I usually start my day with checking Bruno's tweets. And yes, usually Bruno tweeted while I was asleep (damn these timezones). It also happens that he decides to tweet just when I'm about to go to sleep. That usually results in me forgetting what sleep is, tweeting Bruno like crazy, not getting a reply, short depression and realization that I must get some sleep. But most of the time I wake up to find Bruno tweeted some of that genius stuff he likes to tweet. Ahem.
Bruno's tweets are either very funny, complete bullshit (funny bullshit actually, dangerous combination), something business like, complete bullshit (still funny), booty tweets, complete bullshit, sudden retweeting sprees or complete bullshit. My reaction to his tweets is usually 'what the hell is he trying to say here?' 'ohhh look his booty tweeted again' or 'Bruno? Are you okay?'. When his tweets actually make some sense I'm usually all like 'ahhhww he's working' 'aahhww he loves us' or 'Bruno finally learned what a hashtag is' (or hatch tag ofcourse).
Unfortunately it's almost impossible to get a tweet from Bruno. For some reason he ignores the very clever and epic tweets his fans tweet him and he then decides to tweet a random person saying some random stuff. But we won't give up, we keep on trying, and we wait anxiously in the couple of minutes after we tweeted him. When someone mentions us then, we freak out, almos have an heartattack, see its not Bruno and slowly get back to normal (well at least this is what happens to me).
So Bruno's tweets are usually random but epic. And I hope they stay this way. The moment he starts to tweet about nothing but his album or a new single or whatever we will have to have a serious conversation with him. I love his random tweets that actually show us what's going through his mind instead of being all businesslike.
Bruno's tweets are either very funny, complete bullshit (funny bullshit actually, dangerous combination), something business like, complete bullshit (still funny), booty tweets, complete bullshit, sudden retweeting sprees or complete bullshit. My reaction to his tweets is usually 'what the hell is he trying to say here?' 'ohhh look his booty tweeted again' or 'Bruno? Are you okay?'. When his tweets actually make some sense I'm usually all like 'ahhhww he's working' 'aahhww he loves us' or 'Bruno finally learned what a hashtag is' (or hatch tag ofcourse).
Unfortunately it's almost impossible to get a tweet from Bruno. For some reason he ignores the very clever and epic tweets his fans tweet him and he then decides to tweet a random person saying some random stuff. But we won't give up, we keep on trying, and we wait anxiously in the couple of minutes after we tweeted him. When someone mentions us then, we freak out, almos have an heartattack, see its not Bruno and slowly get back to normal (well at least this is what happens to me).
So Bruno's tweets are usually random but epic. And I hope they stay this way. The moment he starts to tweet about nothing but his album or a new single or whatever we will have to have a serious conversation with him. I love his random tweets that actually show us what's going through his mind instead of being all businesslike.
Wednesday, April 11, 2012
IF I ever meet Bruno..
I want to, have to, need to, must meet Bruno one day. It might sound crazy but it would honestly make my life. I don't really care if it happens next year or in 20 years. I just want to tell him what he means to me and how he changed my life. A meet and greet might not be the best place to do this cause you have about 30 seconds time to say hi (if you're able to say something instead of just being like 'jsoskskssk', drooling and fainting), give him a hug and take a picture. No, I'd rather just bump into him on the street or something. If I wanna have a change of that I might have to move to LA or Hawaii though.
I just want him to know how he changed my life. Thanks to Bruno I met some amazing people on twitter and one of them actually became one of my really good friends. And ofcourse Bruno brought amazing live music back and I think that was just what we needed. I need to find a good and memorable way to let him know all these things though so I make sure he won't forget me. I don't know if I'd be able to say something if I met him though. When we were queuing for the concert I was already freaking out. When he came on stage I was freaking out again. I still don't know how I didn't die when the concert actually started. That moment when you hear 'it's better if you don't understand' is just asdfghjkl indescribable. So when that is my reaction when I see him on stage, what would be my reaction if I ever had the chance to say something to him? I think I might have to call an ambulance in advance, just to be sure.
So I just want Bruno to know how he changed my life and I'm sure (I hope) that one day I'll get the change to tell him.
I just want him to know how he changed my life. Thanks to Bruno I met some amazing people on twitter and one of them actually became one of my really good friends. And ofcourse Bruno brought amazing live music back and I think that was just what we needed. I need to find a good and memorable way to let him know all these things though so I make sure he won't forget me. I don't know if I'd be able to say something if I met him though. When we were queuing for the concert I was already freaking out. When he came on stage I was freaking out again. I still don't know how I didn't die when the concert actually started. That moment when you hear 'it's better if you don't understand' is just asdfghjkl indescribable. So when that is my reaction when I see him on stage, what would be my reaction if I ever had the chance to say something to him? I think I might have to call an ambulance in advance, just to be sure.
So I just want Bruno to know how he changed my life and I'm sure (I hope) that one day I'll get the change to tell him.
Tuesday, April 10, 2012
Sleeping Blues
My sleeping
rhythm is messed up. I’m pretty sure something went wrong and I was supposed to
be a hedgehog or some other animal that lives during the night. For some reason
my head decided that sleeping is something you should do during the day and
that nighttime is a good time to clean your room or start studying for a test. Unfortunately most
people don’t agree with that sleep-all-day-lifestyle so I still have ‘unnecessary’
things like uni and work during the day. Its probably a good thing I have them
cause they kind of sort of maybe possibly keep my rhythm a little normal. Never
seeing any daylight and sun wouldn’t be any fun either.
So during
the day I’m always tired, walking around like a zombie. At about 7pm I start
getting more active. When I feel like it’s a good time to get some sleep –you can
see this coming- I’m walking around the
house wide awake. When I finally get my head to understand I should really get
some sleep its usually somewhere past midnight. And even then it takes me a loooong
time to fall asleep. Once I really convinced myself to get some sleep my head
suddenly decides to prank me by starting some crazy thought machine or
something. Suddenly I find myself wondering about the meaning of life or what
would happen if you died in space. Would you just float around forever so that
the people who are going to their holiday homes on the moon in 50 years, can
see you floating around? Most of the time I fall asleep thinking things like this
and that usually results in crazy and messed up dreams.
I always
regret not going to bed earlier when I have to wake up really early the next
morning. But for some reason I seem to forget that during the day and then I do
it all again. As a result I’m always tired and no matter how much I sleep
during the weekends, it’s never quite enough to catch up on all the lost sleep. Suddenly hibernation doesn’t
sound too bad at all.Monday, April 9, 2012
Old Boybands
‘IT MIGHT
SOUND CRAZY BUT IT AINT NO LIE, BABY BYE BYE BYE!’ I was on YouTube, listening
to some old songs today. Then I came across music from *NSYNC. I listened
to some of their songs and realized I could still sing along to all of their
songs like I heard them yesterday. While I was listening I got hit by about 25
thousand memories from my childhood. When I was done with reliving that part of
my life I moved on to the Backstreet boys and Westlife. The exact same thing
happened. I felt like I was teleported more than 10 years back in time,
suddenly I was that little girl again, dancing through my room, singing along
to all of their songs like Bye Bye Bye, Uptown Girl and I Want It That Way. These
songs pretty much dominated my childhood, I would sing them all day long,
driving my parents crazy. (especially cause my English sucked so the sounds I
produced probably sounded more like a caveman trying to sing than an 8 year old
girl).
Looking at the video’s I realized something else, their outfits looked pretty.. weird. Their clothes were just horrible. I know they were very ‘fashionable’ in ‘their’ time and I’ll probably laugh my ass of at the clothes we’re wearing nowadays in 10 years too but it sure was hilarious. They looked ridiculous in their matching clothes (like orange jumpsuits with their sparkly names on the back), but that just adds to the fun. And I’m not even gonna start about their hair. They were really talented though, and they could really dance.. sort of, not something you see a lot in boy bands these days.
And in my opinion, music nowadays is.. different. I love a lot of the artists that are really big now like Bruno Mars (surprise), Beyoncé, Jason Mraz etc. But I’d choose songs from these old boy bands over songs from ‘modern day’ boy bands or artists like Pitbull anytime (not that their music is bad, its just different). In my opinion this music from the 90s is just so much better than some of the music we are bombarded with these days.
Looking at the video’s I realized something else, their outfits looked pretty.. weird. Their clothes were just horrible. I know they were very ‘fashionable’ in ‘their’ time and I’ll probably laugh my ass of at the clothes we’re wearing nowadays in 10 years too but it sure was hilarious. They looked ridiculous in their matching clothes (like orange jumpsuits with their sparkly names on the back), but that just adds to the fun. And I’m not even gonna start about their hair. They were really talented though, and they could really dance.. sort of, not something you see a lot in boy bands these days.
And in my opinion, music nowadays is.. different. I love a lot of the artists that are really big now like Bruno Mars (surprise), Beyoncé, Jason Mraz etc. But I’d choose songs from these old boy bands over songs from ‘modern day’ boy bands or artists like Pitbull anytime (not that their music is bad, its just different). In my opinion this music from the 90s is just so much better than some of the music we are bombarded with these days.
Sunday, April 8, 2012
Easter Jokes
I’m not
religious so Easter doesn’t really have a ‘meaning’ for me. Usually its just
another chance to eat a lot. To make it even better I live in a country where
we have 2 days of Easter so that means 2 days of eating. Yay. My mom usually
makes a (very delicious) Easter breakfast and we just spend some time with
family, eating way too much. I always feel like a balloon that has too much air
in it, ready to explode at the end of the day. Also, my parents always thought Easter
was the perfect time to prank me. I don’t
know why but apparently they loved to embarrass me.
When I was 4 years old I came home a couple of days before Easter with a gigantic paper bunny. I put it on the table so everyone could admire it. I went to sleep the night before Easter and my dad put chocolate eggs all around the bunny. I woke up, went downstairs to feast on my mom’s amazing Easter breakfast and then I saw it. My paper bunny laid eggs and was having babies. I freaked out and told everyone what just happened. I ignored the fact that paper bunnies can’t have babies, especially not when those babies are shaped like little chocolate eggs. My dad told me that it was a joke the night before I had to go to school again so I wouldn’t tell all the kids there about that ‘miracle’. I was devastated that I wasn’t gonna have baby bunnies. My dad still laughs at me for that.
When I was 4 years old I came home a couple of days before Easter with a gigantic paper bunny. I put it on the table so everyone could admire it. I went to sleep the night before Easter and my dad put chocolate eggs all around the bunny. I woke up, went downstairs to feast on my mom’s amazing Easter breakfast and then I saw it. My paper bunny laid eggs and was having babies. I freaked out and told everyone what just happened. I ignored the fact that paper bunnies can’t have babies, especially not when those babies are shaped like little chocolate eggs. My dad told me that it was a joke the night before I had to go to school again so I wouldn’t tell all the kids there about that ‘miracle’. I was devastated that I wasn’t gonna have baby bunnies. My dad still laughs at me for that.
The next
year I came home with sunflower seeds. I put them in the ground the day before
Easter. While I was asleep (again) my mom went to the store and brought big
sunflowers and planted them. I woke up the next morning and saw the flowers. I thought
some sort of miracle happened and told everyone that the Easter bunny could do magic,
it could make flowers grow in one night. And yes, my dad still laughs at me for
that too.
So for me
Easter is just a time of eating, spending time with family and being laughed
at. It’s time for revenge and it will be sweet. Very sweet. Saturday, April 7, 2012
The Hunger Games
‘I
VOLUNTEER! I VOLUNTEER AS TRIBUTE’ I have heard this sentence about 5 million
times in the past few weeks and if I hear it one more time I might throw my TV
out of the window. The Hunger Games appeared out of nowhere and caused a global
obsession. Suddenly everyone was either talking about The Hunger Games, going to
the movie, coming home from the movie or reading the book. I don’t get this
whole obsession. I must be the last person on earth who couldn’t care less
about it, but I just don’t get why it’s supposed to be so amazing. The commercial annoys me to death, it’s on TV
all the time and it doesn’t give a good insight in the movie at all (that may
be just the Dutch commercial though). The commercial kind of ruined the whole
movie for me, because it annoys me so much I don’t even want to see it anymore
(I know, I should never judge a movie by its commercial but..). Plus the
storyline kind of comes across as one of those old gladiator tales to me, not
something I would like. And then there’s the name of the characters, I don’t
know what the author of the book was thinking when she gave those names to the
characters but they’re just plain weird if you ask me.
I might go
and see the movie, just because everyone loves it so much and I wanna know what
all this hysteria is about. Maybe I should just give it a shot. But if I feel
the same way about it as I felt about Twilight (global obsession about a
horrible movie) I might feel the need to run away from the cinema after 30
minutes. But who knows, maybe I’ll love it.
Friday, April 6, 2012
Bruno & Fangirling
A couple of
years ago I promised myself that I would never ever EVER turn into a crazy
fangirl. That worked out really well. Not. I used to be very irritated by
fangirls and look at me now. Even though I must say that I’m not as crazy and
obsessed as some of the really annoying Beliebers out there (sorry). But then
Bruno came around and kind of ruined it all. And once you become a fangirl,
there is no way getting around it. Whenever I’m bored I just think about what
it will be like to meet Bruno and stuff like that. I really REALLY want him to
know how he changed my life so I just HAVE to meet him, one way or the other.
Thanks to him I met some really amazing people and I want him to know what he
and his music did for me. But if I ever meet him it’ll probably be really
different than what I think it’ll be. I’d be nervous as hell and probably say
some stupid shit like ‘Wow. Your nose looks really good today’. Awks. Okay,
back to fangirling;
It pretty much all starts when I wake up. The first thing I do is check Bruno’s twitter to see if he dared to tweet while I was asleep, he usually did thanks to those amazing timezones. His tweets are hilarious compared to the tweets of other artists, so it happened on more than one occasion that I found myself laughing out loud at 7am. Can’t get a better start of your day. But seriously, his tweets are the best out there. They vary from ‘Boobs :)’, ‘Frikikikiki’ and ‘Me in front of a toilet’ to ‘I’m so mad I just threw my car over the mountains’ and ‘Maybe I’m overreacting just a little.. imma go try and find my car now’. You might think those tweets are weird but.. nope, they are awesome. No discussion. Sometimes it happens that I wake up to see he did a Q&A and that’s when I feel like throwing my parents car over the mountains (there are no mountains in this country so imagine how far I’d have to throw then).
At uni or work no one understands my fangirling so I have to make up for the lost hours when I get home by fangirling even more. I love to sing along to his songs at the top of my lungs but I usually save this for the moments when I’m home alone, cause when I sing it sounds like someone is slowly killing his dog. It gets awkward when I forget to close my window and then the neighbors compliment me on that nice show I just gave them. Shit.
It pretty much all starts when I wake up. The first thing I do is check Bruno’s twitter to see if he dared to tweet while I was asleep, he usually did thanks to those amazing timezones. His tweets are hilarious compared to the tweets of other artists, so it happened on more than one occasion that I found myself laughing out loud at 7am. Can’t get a better start of your day. But seriously, his tweets are the best out there. They vary from ‘Boobs :)’, ‘Frikikikiki’ and ‘Me in front of a toilet’ to ‘I’m so mad I just threw my car over the mountains’ and ‘Maybe I’m overreacting just a little.. imma go try and find my car now’. You might think those tweets are weird but.. nope, they are awesome. No discussion. Sometimes it happens that I wake up to see he did a Q&A and that’s when I feel like throwing my parents car over the mountains (there are no mountains in this country so imagine how far I’d have to throw then).
At uni or work no one understands my fangirling so I have to make up for the lost hours when I get home by fangirling even more. I love to sing along to his songs at the top of my lungs but I usually save this for the moments when I’m home alone, cause when I sing it sounds like someone is slowly killing his dog. It gets awkward when I forget to close my window and then the neighbors compliment me on that nice show I just gave them. Shit.
When I
wanna go to sleep Bruno usually decides to tweet something like how he’s about
to sing with Elton John. Okay, fine then, who needs sleep anyway? Then all
Hooligans go crazy, we tweet Bruno weird and stupid things in hopes he replies
to us, which he never does. He tweets, creeps and gets the hell out of there.
Great strategy. After those crazy moments I go to sleep and do it all over
again the next day. I guess fangirling really is a way of living like this girl
already said. AND I REGRET NOTHING.
Thursday, April 5, 2012
Spiders
Spiders are
evil creatures from hell. No seriously, I hate those creepy crawling tickling
gross animals. Yuk. My fear of them might be totally irrational, in fact I know
its totally irrational, but that’s where the irrational part of me kicks in. Whenever
I see a spider, I scream. I don’t care if it’s the size of my phone or the size
of a grain of rice. A spider is a spiders so I scream. Whenever one of those devilish creatures finds its way into my house I have to mobilize
either my dad or my little brother (shame) to get rid of the creature. Usually
they laugh at me when they see the size of ‘the huge monster’ and they chase me
with it. As if that isn’t bad enough already you can imagine that its quite a
disaster when I’m home alone and I find a spider. That usually results in me
grabbing a shoe (my fathers shoe usually, I don’t want spider parts on my own
shoes) and hitting the spider until I’m sure it’s really dead. Spiders and I don't really get along.
My fear of spiders started when I was just a little girl. My first creepy encounter with a spider was when I was just casually putting on my shoes when my toe bumped into something. Thinking it was a little rock or something, I turned my shoe upside down and slammed it until the ‘rock’ fell out. I don’t think I ever screamed that hard before. The rock turned out to be a spider who used my shoe as its new house . The spider seemed a little disoriented from its rude awakening and I used this opportunity to hit it until it must’ve died about 5 times. Well you can never be too certain. So that was the first traumatizing experience. About a year later I was running through a little space between two bushes. Too bad I didn’t see the two ginormous fat spiders hanging in between those bushes. Two seconds later I was screaming and jumping up and down like crazy cause those spiders were now casually chilling on my legs. As if that wasn’t enough I once had an invasion of tiny spiders in my room too. I left my window open, unknowing that a spider decided to make a nest just under my window. Her little baby spiders thought it would be fun to go on an expedition in my room. My dad spent the next 2 hours vacuuming everything again and again. I have never been scared to find any spiders in my bed, but that night I inspected my bed about 10 times.
I’m not the kind of girl who gets scared for nothing, but when I see a spider I’ll run away and scream like a little kid. I don’t like them invading my personal space and I would definitely be very happy in a world without spiders. Its not like we really need them anyways. I could live with all the extra mosquitos and other bugs. As long as I’ll never have to see another spider I’ll be okay.
My fear of spiders started when I was just a little girl. My first creepy encounter with a spider was when I was just casually putting on my shoes when my toe bumped into something. Thinking it was a little rock or something, I turned my shoe upside down and slammed it until the ‘rock’ fell out. I don’t think I ever screamed that hard before. The rock turned out to be a spider who used my shoe as its new house . The spider seemed a little disoriented from its rude awakening and I used this opportunity to hit it until it must’ve died about 5 times. Well you can never be too certain. So that was the first traumatizing experience. About a year later I was running through a little space between two bushes. Too bad I didn’t see the two ginormous fat spiders hanging in between those bushes. Two seconds later I was screaming and jumping up and down like crazy cause those spiders were now casually chilling on my legs. As if that wasn’t enough I once had an invasion of tiny spiders in my room too. I left my window open, unknowing that a spider decided to make a nest just under my window. Her little baby spiders thought it would be fun to go on an expedition in my room. My dad spent the next 2 hours vacuuming everything again and again. I have never been scared to find any spiders in my bed, but that night I inspected my bed about 10 times.
I’m not the kind of girl who gets scared for nothing, but when I see a spider I’ll run away and scream like a little kid. I don’t like them invading my personal space and I would definitely be very happy in a world without spiders. Its not like we really need them anyways. I could live with all the extra mosquitos and other bugs. As long as I’ll never have to see another spider I’ll be okay.
Me vs Technology
This is a
battle that has been going on for a loooong time. It pretty much starts when I turn
on my laptop. It usually starts making really weird noises and I just hope it doesn’t
explode. After I survived those 2 anxious minutes the next problem presents
itself. How to open 10 different programs without lagging? Well my laptop can’t
do that. It can handle word and Internet, but as soon as I open something else
it just freezes. This is usually the point where I get really frustrated so I just
close my laptop and ignore it for the rest of the day (or until I have
something reaaally important to do). Good thing I have an iPod and phone with
internet.
Lets try to
watch some tv. I turn on the tv and as soon as I try to change the channels it
goes wrong. I hear some sort of ‘tsshkkhh’ and the screen just goes black. I don’t
know what I’m doing wrong but I guess my presence is just not doing anything
with electricity in it any good.
Then it’s
dinnertime. My parents are gone so its time for me to be a big girl and make my
own food. I make my way to the freezer and find a pizza, which is a good thing
cause I can’t cook. The endless struggle to turn on the oven starts now, we
have a very high-tech 3 in 1 oven thingy and its really confusing. So after a
couple of minutes of frowning and wondering how the hell this thing works I turn
the oven on. After about 5 minutes I smell something weird and smoke starts coming out of the oven.
Quickly I turn it off ( thank god I actually know how to do that) and I
cautiously open it. My pizza turned into a soft squishy mess. Apparently I can’t
even make a pizza, but no one saw what was going on here so I’m just gonna
pretend nothing happened. No one will ever know about this. But then, a couple
of days later, I have friends coming over for dinner. Someone brings bread and
yes, that has to go in the oven. I pretend like I have it all under control,
the bread is peacefully sitting in the oven and everything seems to be going
quite well. Yes. 3 minutes later someone asks me what that horrible smell is. The
bread is totally black, inside and out. I cant even bake bread. Try to explain
that to your friends.. lets just say I’m a little clumsy.
Technology is obviously winning this fight and I think it
might be better for me to stay in bed from now on, I don’t want people to get
hurt.
Wednesday, April 4, 2012
Bipolar weather
I’m just
gonna get my frustrations out there, the weather in this country is messed up.
Last week everyone was walking around in shorts and t-shirts cause the weather
was a-ma-zing for the time of the year. (I actually got a little tan, and yes I
am proud of that). We all immediately forgot that it was freezing 20 degrees
just a couple of weeks before and pretended like it was summer. Which is was,
for a couple of days. And then April came around and it started freezing at
night. FREEZING. In April.
As a result I’m almost constantly having a cold cause my body doesn’t know if its summer, winter or fall anymore. And all those poor little birds were getting ready to have a family and then it starts freezing at night. I can almost read the confusion in their tiny little eyes.
As a result I’m almost constantly having a cold cause my body doesn’t know if its summer, winter or fall anymore. And all those poor little birds were getting ready to have a family and then it starts freezing at night. I can almost read the confusion in their tiny little eyes.
While I
keep sneezing I can see that the weather people/meteorologists/however you wanna call
them, are kinda confused too. They start
off with telling me (with a big smile on their face) that the weather will
continue to be amazing. I wake up the next morning and all I see is clouds.
Well okay, everyone makes mistakes. Lets try this again. The next day I’m
watching the weather forecast again; ‘there might be some snow tomorrow.’ I start
freaking out, its April and I don’t want
to see any snow till December at least. So I walk around all day cautiously
looking outside, hoping there wouldn’t be any snow. My worries have been for
nothing though, it didn’t even freeze and I didn’t see any rain either.
I’m curious
what the weather forecast is gonna look like tonight. Maybe those people can
actually really tell me what to expect or maybe I’ll wake up in the next
ice-age tomorrow. If the weather continues to be messed up like this I’ll just
move to Hawaii. Aloha.Tuesday, April 3, 2012
Fangirling
As you might have noticed, I love Bruno Mars a LOT. He literally changed my life. I remember the day I first heard his voice in Nothin' On You and thats when the fangirling started. From that day on I've been an Hooligan. (yep, Hooligans are Bruno's fans. I'm not an actual things-molesting-hooligan). So I started fangirling and googling and everything that comes with it.
And then I discovered the wonderful and amazing world of Twitter. Twitter just added to my fangirling, now I could stalk Bruno's twitterpage and fangirl with all these other Hooligans. Needless to say I've been spending a lot of time there (I still have a life though, I'm not always on the internet).
Anyways, fangirling has brought me a lot, amazing music and amazing memories. From laughing my ass of at one of Bruno's bootytweets (even his booty tweets) to almost crying my eyes out when he got off stage at the end of the concert. From watching his video's on youtube to almost having an heartattack in the couple of minutes before I could finally hear a new song. From drooling over pictures to yelling at Adele cause she won all the Grammy's, she deserved them though, but all of them? Really Adele, really? From dying of laughter at Bruno's hilarious sense of humor to just wishing he would finally take his shirt off. From meeting amazing people from all over the world to wondering why they live all over the world instead of next door.
Yup, that's the hard but amazing life of a dedicated Hooligan. If I may say so myself. :)
And then I discovered the wonderful and amazing world of Twitter. Twitter just added to my fangirling, now I could stalk Bruno's twitterpage and fangirl with all these other Hooligans. Needless to say I've been spending a lot of time there (I still have a life though, I'm not always on the internet).
Anyways, fangirling has brought me a lot, amazing music and amazing memories. From laughing my ass of at one of Bruno's bootytweets (even his booty tweets) to almost crying my eyes out when he got off stage at the end of the concert. From watching his video's on youtube to almost having an heartattack in the couple of minutes before I could finally hear a new song. From drooling over pictures to yelling at Adele cause she won all the Grammy's, she deserved them though, but all of them? Really Adele, really? From dying of laughter at Bruno's hilarious sense of humor to just wishing he would finally take his shirt off. From meeting amazing people from all over the world to wondering why they live all over the world instead of next door.
Yup, that's the hard but amazing life of a dedicated Hooligan. If I may say so myself. :)
First blog, first post, first everything
First blog, first post, first everything.
Let me start by telling you something about me. I'm a crazy, insane and a little weird girl (please don't get scared) who loves to laugh and talks waaayy too much. I'm totally crazy about Bruno Mars, I don't really want to use the word 'obsessed' but thats what it really comes down to. I fell in love with his voice the first tim- okay enough of that (for now), I think it's clear that I love him.. a lot.
Anyway, I really love writing, which is kind of convenient when you decide to start a blog, I just don't know if I'm any good at it.
I like to think of my life as the life of any 'normal' (well I don't really have a definition of normal but..) 18 year old girl. I love food (lots and lots of food), shopping, spending time with friends, going out and last but not least; more food.
Well I think that's it for this first 'all about me' post. But beware, there might be lots of posts filled with nonsense and fangirling to come. Oh and maybe some in which I actually have to say something, maybe I'll surprise you.. and myself for that matter.
Let me start by telling you something about me. I'm a crazy, insane and a little weird girl (please don't get scared) who loves to laugh and talks waaayy too much. I'm totally crazy about Bruno Mars, I don't really want to use the word 'obsessed' but thats what it really comes down to. I fell in love with his voice the first tim- okay enough of that (for now), I think it's clear that I love him.. a lot.
Anyway, I really love writing, which is kind of convenient when you decide to start a blog, I just don't know if I'm any good at it.
I like to think of my life as the life of any 'normal' (well I don't really have a definition of normal but..) 18 year old girl. I love food (lots and lots of food), shopping, spending time with friends, going out and last but not least; more food.
Well I think that's it for this first 'all about me' post. But beware, there might be lots of posts filled with nonsense and fangirling to come. Oh and maybe some in which I actually have to say something, maybe I'll surprise you.. and myself for that matter.
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