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.
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.
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
I want to share something with you.... It's nothing special, but in the other hand, it is.
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!
''Jerky'' is a plush handmade toy. It'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. *_*
Today I posted a comment on a pretty cool blog. And you know what?
It made me think. Think about art. What is it really? Why does it exist? Why do we need it? What makes something art?
I finished art school. And I learned much about it. But these questions need to be answered, not from the books, not from some teachers...I need to answer those questions in my head.
When I was around 8, I knew what I wanted to be when I grow up. I wanted to be an artist. I didn't have the image in my head, what kind of artist. Just wanted to create something. It started with music. My mom found me a great piano teacher. I was happy, but not complete. I needed something more. Playing the piano was something what I would do when I was lonely, sad, happy, thrilled.....in every situation. But it didn't fulfill my need to express myself enough. Then I started drawing. I wasn't talented. People say I was, but I didn't think so. I was doing it because I liked to do it. Not because I was creating a masterpiece.
At 10, I already knew what highschool I want to go to. I wanted to study art, of course. I can't say I was best the student, or the most talented one... No.
I had straight A's because I liked to draw, create, make something new. And if you want something, you'll do it right. Okay, maybe a little talent is needed :P
I've seen kids in my highschool who were talented as hell. I felt like I was not good enough. I trained hard to be good as them. But then I remembered what my dad told me once. ''It's not important how good you are at something. It's important that you like it'' That was the point in my life where everything went up. I became better at what I do, I became happier.
That answers the question ''Why do we need art?'' To fulfill ourselves, to feel happy, to create something, to look or listen to something when we're feeling down. To make ourselves feel better. That's why we need it.
I still didn't answer the question what is art. I think it can't be really defined. there are many objects we identify as art. And it's correct. Art is something that is beautiful. And you don't have to like something your friend likes. Art is something you like, something you think is beautiful. It can be anything. And everyone could be artist at some point.
I didn't become a famous artist, of course. I didn't become a pianist. I'm in a phase when I want to be a singer. I'm on my way, singing, recording songs, taking classes. But nothing guarantees that I will succeed. It's important that I'm happy right now. Maybe in future I will have a desire to be an astronaut. Who knows? Then I'll explore planets and stars, and probably, I will be happy too.
That is real art. Being happy. Everything else is relative.
Oh, and the blog from the beginning: http://www.bjgofficial.com/
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