What's the problem with popular things?!

There is something strange in popular things.
Well. You know that situation when something becomes very popular around the world? And do you know the situation when things become extremely popular and most of the people start to hate it. Why is that so? I'm kinda confused, because I do the same thing!

Well, let's see. Twilight? I really loved it since I've read the first book, when nobody even knew what is it about. When I found out there's gonna be a movie I was totally thrilled. Then the movie came out and everyone started reading the book. Most of the people loved it. Then it became very popular and people started hating it. Including me. Well, at least I was pretending so, because it was the right thing to do. If you loved Twilight you weren't cool. I still have all books, cd's and dvd's at home. I don't hate Twilight. Is there any reason I should?

Harry Potter? Almost the same thing as Twilight, but we were kids at the time the books came out so it was not so terrible. But if you watched HP movies you were called ''a baby''. Again, you were not cool.


Britney Spears? Oh yeah, that Britney Spears. Okay, I get it, she's not popular now because all the things she has done etc. That's alright, I really don't like that too.
But I LOVED her when I was a kid. And I bet 90% other girls were crazy about her. But we all say that we never liked her, and if we do admit we were crazy about her, we laugh at it. Why? What's so bad in her and her songs? There's nothing violent (okay maybe Hit me baby one more time xD), or bad in the songs.

Justin Bieber? It's not my style of music. But the kid is great. He sings okay, has a great message to kids, he is polite. What can I say? I'm glad that kids listen to his songs today. At least they stopped listening rap songs about murders, fight and violence. But here I go again: I laugh at him when I see a poster somewhere. I laugh when I hear his song and I laugh at jokes about hid childish voice.
Again, I'm with the majority, so I don't look stupid. NO! I am stupid for telling something I don't mean, just to be cool. That's soooo lame. Don't you agree?

iPhone/iPod? All Apple products. It's not so uncool yet, but I already see, it will become. The same thing as All the above. Right now it's really popular. I wanted iPod touch for a very long time. And I finally got one. Well, I like it soooo freakin' much! But I'm ashamed/afraid/I-don't-know-the-feeling when I take it out of my bag somewhere like bus, or just in public. I'm afraid someone's going to have a comment about it. Like it is something bad. No. You are just jealous that you don't have it, and a comment: ''oh, this is shit, I would never buy it.'' is just self defense for not being sad you don't have it.

I decided something, and I hope you all agree with me. Always tell what You really think about something. Do not pretend you're someone else just to make people like you!!!
I don't need to be cool. I'm not cool anyway, so why to bother telling lies?! I like what I like and that is okay.

xo Anna

A tour of my room

Yeah, I  love my room. It's huge and blue, which is my favorite color. I always wanted a bunk bed in my room (the one with the table and shelves under the bed), and I never had one. So when we moved to a new house, my dad made me a ''bunk room'', how I like to call it. I have living room, study room and bedroom all in one. 


Sooo... this is ''the living room''. My favorite place to chill out, read a book and hang out with friends. Ikea furniture, yup... But i don't like leaving things just like in the store. I have to make them my own, so I drew flowers and ornaments all over the lamp and the coffee table. Actually, these are two coffee tables, but I don't need two of them so this is what you get when you leave me with things I don't need. There are some pictures of my best friend, my dog and my favorite toy when I was little (little red car - really girly xD). The music hanger was a gift from my grandfather, and it is absolutely perfect. The sitting sack. Oh the sitting sack. Is there anything more comfortable in this world? I won't say how many times I fell asleep there. 


The wardrobe. Made by my dad. My clothes like to hang in the wardrobe, it doesn't like to be folded. :P
You can read it - I hate to fold clothes. Haha. So we bought a clothes rack, and my dad made a so-call-it doors. Simple a metal frame with beige canvas stretched inside. And the shelves and drawers by the wardrobe are God given for hiding everything you don't know where to put. What I like about this wardrobe is that you can put pictures, badges and stuff on it. I decided to make a time line with photos of my life. There are photos of me as a baby (on the left), and it goes until now. You can also see my backstage passes for concerts I sang on. :D
And there is my mom's old guitar. I don't play it very much 'cause I'm an anti talent for guitar. xD I know 2 or 3 songs and that's it.  But it's kinda cool to have it.

Then there are steps.... They lead to my bedroom. Of course I have a wall full of posters. There are bands I don't listen anymore but I have them because they have marked a period of my life. There is Britney Spears, who was my idol when I was like, 8. Vanilla Ninja, my favorite girl band which I listened when I was in middle school. RHCP - my freshman year of high school. I was charmed by them.
Emilie Autumn - my teenager/dark/gothic phase. And of course, Everly band: they make the best music in the world. 
I love my curtains, they are soft, white, breathable, light. Of course, they're made by my mom. And again, ceiling lamp by Ikea. That thing under the stairs is my dog's bed. :)

The Bedroom. The best place in the whole wide world. 
It's the attic, and you can't stand straight here. Well, I could. But it was 5 years ago when my dad measured how tall I am for deciding how high the ceiling would be in my attic bedroom. I grew a little since then. I love having my plush toys around, I'm obsessed with them. Some are gifts, some are made by myself, and some are bought. The pink quilt is also made by my mom. And the best thing about it is that it's dimensions are 2x2 m. Well, it has to be that big, because sometimes my bed looks like this:

I have 2 mattresses and I like to put them together to make a bigger bed. 
However, i like it to be smaller when I'm alone. I have more space.






Yes, I have a swing in my room. No, I'm not a child. :P
I like is, so I have it. Is there something wrong? Hehehe this is also a favorite spot in my room for some of my friends. :)
This thing on the wall is a bookshelf. My design, my dad's work. Oh, as you can see, my dad is the maker of the most things in my room. He made the swing too. And there is Luna, my dog, sleeping in her bed. 

Study room. (There were some changes made since I took this picture)
On the right side is my desk which you can't see, it a little out of the picture... 
I don't like this  section of my room - geez it's a study room. xD
A quick view of the whole thing four years ago before separating the ''Living room'' and ''study room''. You decide what is better. 
I forgot to mention... The black boxes on the wall. Great storage - Ikea. And my dear keyboard. I have a piano too, bt it's in the Living room. The real family living room. :)




So, I hope you like my room. I know I do. :)

xo Anna

Politics? No, thank you.

I'm allergic to politics. I hate it. I don't like anyone in there, I think they're all lying and it's normal. Everyone hoping some political party is way better than the other.... well, that person is going to be disappointed.

I don't vote. Some people think that's a crime, something terrible to do, they think it's stupid. Well, what I think, is that I shouldn't be doing anything that I don't like or don't want to. I don't feel comfortable when I'm voting. So why the hell should I be doing it?? I'm living the same way with this political party as I lived a few years ago with the other one. Nothing's different for me. I have the same amount of money, I have the same rights, EVERYTHING's THE SAME! So why the hell should I bother myself voting?

There are protests in my country. And I don't like that, and I don't go to them. They are full of violence. I got tweeted yesterday that the violence part is not true. Hahahah yeah, right. Check youtube, or the news. It's rare that there is no violence. If the protests aren't violent why the hell is there police with freakin' shields?? To protect themselves from sun???

So. The protests. What are they about here? Well, the people are not satisfied with the party that's in power right now. I have a simple question to ask: Why did all of you vote for them?? I mean, you have no right for protests. You chose them, now deal with it. I don't have that right either. Because I didn't vote at all. But as you can see, I'm stayin' in my house.

And what really bothers me, is that Japan is in real problems these days. And my country is like, oh, what a hell, we have protests - who screws Japan. Although I have to say, they were quiet when they were passing by Japanese Embassy. But is this enough? I'm not saying that we have to stop everything because there was an earthquake. My point is that we should start asking ourselves what are the real problems. The huge ones. Not that milk is expensive, or that our prime minister Jadranka Kosor is irritating. Jesus Christ, PEOPLE ARE DYING because of earthquakes, tsunamis! And all we do is worry about who is going to lead our country. Like this is equal to natural disasters.

I'm ashamed of where I live. :(

Anna xo xo

Bullies?

Oh, the great moments of elementary and highschool...... Being bullied almost everyday, argue, fight.... Hahahah what a joy! 
Elementary school was pretty much fine.... I had many friends, we had a great time. But. When I arrived to high school.... Oh my. That was terrible. I moved from a small town to a big one, and I was starting high school in the new city, and of course, I didn't know anyone. First few weeks were okay. I met few normal kids, we hung out, and everything was great. Of course, why would high school be perfect? After few weeks, when we started writing tests, getting grades etc..... problems started. The problem was that my friend and I were getting A's. We were studying, we didn't skip classes, and we were the best students. Obviously, other kids found it funny and stupid, so they started bullying us. That was the worst time in my life. I wanted to change school, run away, die, everything...  
There was that one girl, Lucy, who was especially mean. Oh, gosh, I hated her. She was so annoying. She liked to throw wet toilet paper on me. (And if she is reading this now, she is probably smiling). I remember crying my heart out every day after school. I didn't want to go back. I wanted to stay in my bed and literally die. I became really dark, started wearing goth clothes, tried to be invisible, I even failed at my exams.... But nothing helped. That lasted for almost 2 years. 
Then, something weird happened. One day, after school, Lucy and another girl, Lydia called me to come sideward. I didn't want to, because I thought they're gonna do something bad, again. But, after some short thinking I went to them. I was curious. Instead of starting a fight, Lucy asked me where was I going out on the weekend. I said that I don't go out because I didn't have many friends. The next thing she asked was if I want to go out with them. I was in total shock. I didn't know if she was kidding, or just trying to make fun of me.... I didn't know what to say. I was afraid. I decided to trust her, and said to myself: ''okay, if she hurts me again, it's not gonna be the first or the last time. I'll go.'' They told me where to come, and I went. They were waiting for me, and I was ready for the worst thing to happen. But, nothing happened. We went to a coffee shop, and just talked about everything. They said that they're sorry for everything that happened, and I
couldn't believe what I was hearing. It was the start of a great friendship. 
Lucy is my very best friend today, and I can't imagine my life without her.  


I love you, Lucy.


This is my story. And it has a very happy ending. But I've heard about stories with bad and tragic endings.
Teenagers commit suicides, depression, they start cutting, destroying themselves, doing terrible things. 
But all of you have to remember is not to give up in searching for a happy end. 
Just don't give up, and don't change yourself for somebody. Be who you are, and maybe you'll have luck, 
like I had! 


Love, Anna.

Love your Life. It's a gift.

I just have to share something. A friend from college sent me this video.
it is about Nick Vujičić. A man without arms and legs. He was born that way, but he keeps trying, and trying and trying. And he is happy. He is able to do everything. He lives a nrmal life. Because he didn't give up when he failed to do something.


Nick can climb steps, brush teeth, put a cd in a dvd player, jump, get up when he falls, swim, make a meal, open a can, play keyboard, he can do it all!!! This man is a real inspiration. He made me think about how people are
ungrateful for what they have. Sometimes, we hate our life just because a professor said something bad to us, when fail exam, even when we miss the bus. Those are small things that mean nothing. And it's sad that we need Nick to prove that to us. I've read a comment on youtube video: ''I dont belive in God, but I belive in Nick, and thanks to him, I belive in myself.''. That's the point. You can, or you don't have to believe in God. It's up to you. But this is about believing in human's possibilities and will.
So, every time you are feeling down, just think about Nick and his will, his love for life. Ask yourself  about life. And enjoy it. 'Cause it's a gift.

This video is downloaded from youtube: Positron66

Random topic: Notebook

I want to share something with you.... It's nothing special, but in the other hand, it is.


There is one really random thing, which means a world to me. It is one simple notebook. I buy new one every year, and I write everything inside. It's not a planner, and it's not a diary. It's whatever you want it to be, and you can call it whatever you want to. There are all kinds of stuff inside. School or college things, schedule, plans, drawings, thoughts, whatever! My friends and I started this diary/random notebooks/''svaštara''/all in one thing few years ago. We needed those notebooks because we always needed to write something down. Soon, our ''Little black books'', as we like to call it, were all filled up with stickers, drawings, letters...... And you know what's the best thing? It can bring you back so many memories.... Now when I'm reading those, I wanna cry, laugh, see what I was up to 3 years ago. Imagine what will this mean to me in 20 years? 
Take a look what's inside my notebooks. :)

P.S. See that black line in the middle notebook? That's my friend's hair. That shows how random this is. Hahahha.







Something cool


Well, today I'm gonna let you know what I think is cool. We are surrounded with sooo many things all around. And we hardly even notice them because we are too busy. I will stop doing that, and every week, I'll write something about those cool things.
If you're cool you deserve attention.
:D



1. Ikea Pyssla beads
This kept me busy for a whole week. I didn't do anything else. It's sooo fun. You get thousands and thousands little, colorful beads. You'll need pyssla bead shapes too. It's so easy. All you need is to make a picture, by placing beads on the board. When you finnish, place a piece of ironing paper over the finished design, and then just move the iron over the beads for about 10 seconds. Yeah, it's that easy. You can make anything. Keychains, pictures, stickers, magnets..... Whatever you want. The only thing you don't want to do: spill them out of the box...on the floor.....all of them....
It happened to me. And I had NO fun picking them up.



 2. A tree of hopes
This is a great idea. I had something similar this christmas.
I didn't have a Christmas Tree. Instead, I had branches with christmas balls. It was pretty cool. You can hang whatever you want on it.
I love to do something by myself. And I would never buy something that cost fortune, and I know I could do it.
So, I went for a walk with my dog, and found some old dry branches. Tied 'em, sprayed, hung some christmas balls and voilá!


3. Jerky
''Jerky'' is a plush handmade toy.  I
t's handmade by me. The name ''Jerky'' was given by my friend, when I gave him one of my plush toy as a present. This one, rabbit Jerky is my favorite. He looks sad, but cute anyway. The interesting thing is, that I never know how the toy will look until I finnish it by adding eyes, nose, etc. My mom says that when I stitch the eyes (buttons) the toys become alive. *_*



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