Friends

Hmmm, Why do we need friends anyway? The people there have many friends, often don’t have any. My biggest wish is to meet some people there really would love me, just for being me.
To every thing or person we connect us to, will we lose it again, and it can be hard to accept it, but that’s the life.
I think I’ve more friends at the internet, than I’ve in my real life, I don’t know if it’s good or not. Sometimes I feel more connected to the people at the internet. Sometimes if you feel really down and feel everyone hate you, it’s always nice to go at the internet and find some people you love a lot, maybe it sounds strange you love and feel connected to people you haven’t met before. Sometimes I wish I could bring all the people that I love together, so we could live in our own little world full of happiness, but maybe it’s not such a good idea, if you have to feel happy you have to feel sad sometimes too, because you can’t see the good, if you haven’t seen the bad! So if I was in my own world with all the lovely people, they wouldn’t have been that lovely anymore, it would be a big grey empty space.
In my school are there so many retards that if they could fly, would my school have been an airport! So when I feel sad and I don’t feel there are no one I can trust, am I always going to my computer to find one special person, and I talk with her, maybe she can’t do much about me being sad, because she live in a other country. But it makes me happy just to talk about it, even if it’s about my sadness or maybe just another subject. Maybe could she be lying to me, and just think I’m an idiot or maybe she’s an alien. I don’t care and I shouldn’t care, because I could just leave her alone, it’s up to me, and in the same way could she just leave me if she didn’t want to hear all my problems, but she don’t do that, and that’s why I love her. Maybe she’s older than me, maybe we don’t have the same interest, but she do have a heart of gold and that’s the important thing. Sadly will I probably never meet her, but just to know she’s happy, and doing well is good enough for me.

Copliments & Criticisms

My grandpapa says: Share your good thoughts, keep the bad to yourself.

In the last couple months have I been trying to say only sweet things, to people that deserve it. Not just to say something, but it’s a shame if you don’t say the good things, because it makes people happy. Ect. It’s stingy not to say to a boy, that he is pretty, if that’s what you feel. There are a lot of reasons not to do it, imagine if the boy is arrogant and answers: “Yes I am pretty, and so what?” And now you will probably be thinking “What an asshole, I should never have said he was pretty”. But now I ask: why not? He’s still pretty, a pretty asshole. It doesn’t ruin my day, just because I’m nice and well-mannered.
A arrogant asshole can been talking really bad to me, but that doesn’t mean he will win, on the contrary, I was polite and gave him a present, and he spit at it – and so what? Presents should be giving away. You can’t say something polite to people to buy a polite answer. It’s up to the recipient what he will do with the words; I gave them for free and they should spread happiness. You don’t lose something with being generous. You actually get more, if you give a lot away. Just think at that happiness you feel when someone gives you flowers, says your food taste well, that you have some pretty clothes or say you have a heart of gold.
At the same time if a person says something bad to you, you feel pretty down. I always close my ears when I her people saying some shit, I never take it personal when strangers says some critic to me, and I don’t listen to people that don’t talk nice to me. People say it’s best with honesty, and then it doesn’t matter to be sweet? I don’t agree. You should be polite and sweet every time, even if you can’t find some mistakes about the other person, but we all have mistakes.

People have misunderstood the word honesty. Honesty has become a weapon, you can use: “That T-shirt is so ugly on you, I’ve to be honest” it’s not useful, about that t-shirt being ugly or pretty will always be a subjective estimate. People have different taste, and thank god for that.
Some people thinks it’s okay, if they say something sweet to you, and then have they bought the rights to say something mean to you afterwards, “Hey Helena, you’re so pretty, but those shoes  are so ugly”. You should talk nice to people and keep the bad things to yourself.

The life biggest questions

At some nights when i can't fall asleep it make me think! And it always end up with strange questions!
Here are some of them!:

Why are there people there thinks it’s great to play Tennis?

If a person doesn’t dare to eat a worm, is it then okay to call him a chicken?

Why does earring smell like navel?

Why doesn’t people get, that you should let people come out, before you go in?

If you mix coffee and chamomile-tea in straight measures, are you then just so tired/fresh as before you drank it?

Why are there still people there stand in the middle at the escalator, and stop the traffic?

Why are there people there thinks it nice to have a fireplace inside, we invented the radiator, because it was smarter, than open fire?

When will we all stick together and kick out the estate agents, it would solve the house situation. (They fill up a bit place)

Life

I love to ask people I talk with: “What’s you favorite dish?” It’s like a question they never have heard before: “Hmmm, there are many things there taste good” It’s like they are afraid to give you the wrong answer: “Oh shit, I said chicken, maybe I like sushi even more?!” It’s just a damn question.
You could switch favorite dish once a day, if you wanted, I do that! Every time I eat something really delicious I say: “This is the best thing I ever have tasted” and now people always say to me “you say that every time” So now people don’t take me serious, but I don’t care because I eat my favorite dish every day.
I love food and I’ve never understand the people that don’t express their happiness for food. My dad makes wonderful food, and I’ve never heard him say: “Holy shit the food I made yesterday, was the best thing I ever tasted” He can be eating the best dish in the world and all he is saying is: “that’s alright”
When my sister and I taste something good, we celebrate it with a dance and song, it has been like that for a long time now, so you can’t wish for better persons to taste your food.

A week ago I decide something useful.
I was doing my laundry; I put all my black clothes in the washing machine, and started it….. Later when I came back to my room, I see this one black sock lying at the floor, and I went all sad and angry, because it was really annoying, then I started to yell “Oh, I’m such an unhappy person” with my saddest voice: This made me think, maybe it wasn’t that bad, worse things can happen.

And now every time that something bad happens to me, like I ruin a glass, forget my key to the door, hit my toe ect, I start to yell out loud “Oh I’m so unlucky and lost, why do the life have to be that hard, what have I done?” and after that I start to giggle, and start to think how wonderful my life is.

Gossip

It’s so annoying that we’re so obsessed with other people. The world would be a better place to be if, people would care about themselves and not others.
The problem is that we can’t see ourselves without a mirror; we use other people to reflect us in. Only by putting us in relation to others, we can see what we’re worth. If the other person, is acting like an idiot, it is easier for ourselves to feel we’re  worth something , if the other person we are reflecting in, is a good person, is it always nice if we can find something bad about the person, so we can raise us self. If you’re together with other peoples, it is always nice to find a common subject or a person to tease, in that way we feel connected to the others.
Try to go through a whole day, without talking bad about other people! It’s not that easy as you would think, it’s really interesting to see how much shit we’re saying.
To stay together and find a common enemy, or and alliance, is a reflex action, we don’t think about it. We show up at a football match and suddenly we share a community, when all the persons there have the same T-shirt as you, the persons with other T-shirts are now automatically the enemy, it’s not longer a human like us, it’s: “They are not like us others”
We live our lives as everything is a fight that should be won, with a thought, words or a move. For every new organization or society we will make, there will be a fight for their opinions, there will just be new issues and wars. With other words; you can’t FIGHT for peace, fighting are not peace and it will never be. The way to peace is in us.
This is interesting; Every time we talk bad behind other’s backs, it’s because we feel inadequacy. Sadly it’s hard to get a world with peace and love, when most of the people that live in it, are unlucky and feel inadequate. So the first step in the right way to a better world is; that we have to learn that we are good enough.
It always makes me happy to think that every person in the world is doing their best. Even a murderer or a thief does not whish to be mean (but maybe special, fearless ect.) You’re at a level in your life and you have to act with the resources you have, and act as good as you can.
So you should always remember to do the best you can. Everybody makes mistakes, and it means nothing, especially not if you just are trying to do your best.