I'm quitting my blog..... NAHH, just kidding! Lols, omg, you totally believed me.

I love how people who decide to stop their blog have two ways of doing it: Either they just give up or they have the most cliché reason of them all; they JUST don’t have the time.

The first way of stopping is quite obvious. The last post on the blog is something random about their dinner or a statistic about how much they shower every day. Maybe some comments. And then there is just silence. Nothing, no posts, no signs of live. The poor blog probably stays on the world wideweb forever and ever, suffering and rusting and getting dusty.

As I said, the other way of stopping is with that lame excuse. It often goes like this: ‘’My life is like totally busy right now, I don’t have the time to write to about what brand of hair elastics I bought in the supermarket the other day. Sorry guys, but I have to quite, because you know, my life is like SUPER busyyy, with friends and make-up and my boyfriend and everything, so I’m sorry, but I don’t have the time even though you guys are super cool and amazing and all that, but, you know, BUSY. Speaks.’’

Yes. You can test this theory, but you will find out that it totally true. I’m not saying that I have anything against people who stop their blog. Everyone has their reasons. But don’t come with that horseshit that you don’t have the time. Because everyone has the time. There is always time somewhere in your day that you can use to blog. The REAL reason people stop is because they lack something to blog about. That is the reason why I sometimes just don’t blog for a while. Not because I am zo buzy sweating my ass off in the gym or making out with my boyfriend, but because my life is mainly uninteresting. So if I’ll ever stop blogging I will be painfully honest and say: ‘’Dude. Nothing to write about. Sorry. Have a lovely life. Buhbye.’’

(Another little point, if you stop blogging completely, and everyone knows it, and no one visits your blog anymore, please delete the blog. If you are smart. You don’t want things floating unsupervised over the internet.)

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Eine Alphabet timelapse from Make Some Tea on Vimeo.

The warmth of your love

Like the warmth of the sun

And this will be our year

Took a long time to come

Don't let go of my hand

Now the darkness is gone

And this will be our year

Took a long time to come

OK Go - This Will Be Our Year

Forget your troubles c'mon get happy, you better chase all your cares away

Even a stopped clock is right twice a day

This saying makes me happy. Because I may be 17 but sometimes I feel like a friggin stopped clock. Like, school wise. I wonder when I’ll ever learn something again. Dust on my brain. I’m afraid it’ll take fire.

Maybe I should apply to the job as Aniston's new personal assistant. Then I can stand next to her in a cute dress and let the wind blow through my hair. Totally cool.

Boring.

So let’s capture these last two weeks, shall we. (Man, I’m using ‘’shall we.’’ I feel boring.)

- Being in the Netherlands was FUN as always. Especially as it almost didn’t rain and I’ve got to see a lot of family. But it was fun to come home too. I am even looking forward to school tomorrow morning. People might not understand, but hey, uniqueness is like the new thing.

- I realized that I have the coolest grandfathers. They are so different. One of them is a farmer who once bought me a horse. The other one is a hobby magician. The latter taught us some tricks on family weekend. And then I practised. Give me a stack of cards and I’ll do something cool with them and you’ll wonder what the frick happened. (I am looking forward to showing my school peeps!)

- I took a total of 7 pictures. I know. I normally take like 200-300 hundred. And even now I am lying, because my dad took five of them, and I took two. These two to be excact.

 

I am a tiny bit disorganized, mostly at school. I lose papers and stuff, all the time. But these last few years I’ve gotten impressively organized at packing. That the thing when you go on vacation at least 3 times a year, and have to constrict yourself to the total weight of your suitcase to 20 kilos. I take lesser and lesser with me every time. I didn’t buy that much on this trip either. No clothes, no books, no teapots. Two pair of shoes though. What can I say? It was true love. And the boots were only 10 dollars.

I really have nothing else to tell. Not because there is nothing else to tell. But because I am not in a funny mood and I would find it boring to read about someone’s vacation when it isn’t funny. Geez, even that sentence made me die of boredom. -.-

I am: tired but fed, clean but with a hole in my pants, organized but – where is my cellphone?

But, most importantly, I am home.

And it seems that if you are away from your computer for two weeks you miss a lot, but really, you don’t miss a thing. I’m catching up with my sites, blogs and, most important, series and man, I hate having to try to avoid spoilers, because I generally... can’t.

Okay, so my big plan didn’t work out. Either Blogger made a mistake or I did, but the last thing seems rather wrong because, I – never – make – mistakes. I just have tiny little electric brain shocks which cause things that can be called mistakes. I’m not perfect you know, I’m just a good actor.

Anyways, update tomorrow, sleep now.

A little dearblankpleaseblank collection. Smiiiile.

I feel stupid because when I read these all I do is nod and think ''So true, so true...'' Wanna read more?

Dear Voldemort,

So they screwed up your nose too?

Sincerely, Michael Jackson.

Dear Dora,

You're bilingual at age 4, and you seriously can't see the damn orange tree?!

Sincerely, It's right there.

Dear girls who have been dumped,

There are plenty of fish in the sea... Just kidding! They're all dead.

Sincerely, BP.

Dear Idiot down the street,

No one cares if you are the only person in the neighborhood with a 62'' flat screen 3D LED TV. I just had sex with your girlfriend for the 4th time since monday, that's enough hi def entertainment for me. There are some things money can't buy =)~

Sincerely, The naked guy in your house, on your computer right now.

Dear Edward,

This is why you were in Hufflepuff.

Sincerely, The Sorting Hat.

Dear Edward,

You're doing it wrong.

Sincerely, Dracula.

Dear 2010,

So I hear the best rapper is white and the president is black? WTF happened?!

Sincerely, 1985.

Dear Justin Bieber,

Roses are red, violets are blue. If I had a water bottle, I'd throw it at you.

Sincerely, Anonymous.

Dear World,

Religion is like a penis. It's fine to have one and it's fine to be proud of it, but please don't whip it out in public and start waving it around... and PLEASE don't try to shove it down my child's throat.

Sincerely, tired of hearing your religious guff.

Dear Reader,

Please do me right now. On the kitchen table. In your bed. On the couch. Hell, I'll even take the floor in front of the T.V. I don't care, I just need you to do me like I've never been done before.

Sincerely, Your Homework.

Dear Moses,

I part the red sea every month. Don't see me bragging about it.

Sincerely, Tampons.

Dear Disney,

Thanks for giving me unrealistic expectations about love.

Sincerely, Still Waiting for Prince Charming.

Dear Hairstylist,

It worries me when your hair is hideous.

Sincerely, Concerned customer.