I don't think one can ever get too old for cartoons. I believe there's a child in almost everyone really; everyone who allows themselves to have be a bit childish at times.
I will never forget how obsessed I was with RuGrats. It was my all time favourite. Each time I came to England in the summer holidays to visit my family, I would always lie on their couch first thing early morning and watch RuGrats. School closed earlier for summer in Norway than what it did in England, so that's the only way I could stall with time until my cousins came home from school. Loved it.
I especially liked Tommy and Chucky. Tommy because he was always the wiser one and Chucky because he was so cute and nerdy hehee... I love nerds :) Don't know why I'm so drawn to the character of a nerd, like in Princess Diary the movie, I loved Mia because she was different and because she was clumsy, nerdy and not at all popular. The nerds just seem to have a much more interesting and funny character than all the rest.
here's a snippet of the actual Rugrats Movie. :)
I must admit that after all these years, Rugrats is still in my heart and I sometimes watch episodes :D There's still that little girl deep down somewhere.
At times I honestly wish people will get off my F*cking case.It's so freaking annoying having people tell you what's wrong with you or what's not wrong with you all the time. I honestly couldn't care less what is wrong with me. I am my own person, and there's probably not a person on the planet out there with the same personality as me, if not a little similar.
I'm single because I am and not because there's anything the matter with me. I hate hearing "maybe you should change something." I know what I should change, my taste in guys, that's what. But the only thing is that I don't have a particular guy I go for, although one of my friends had the cheek to call me picky when it comes to guys. I am not picky at all. I'd give all types of guys a chance at least, before making up my mind, although that might not always be mutual.
I want to live a life without walking around thinking there's something wrong with me, and I can't obviously have that life if I worry about what everyone thinks of me all the time. I give two shits about other people's opinions of me, because at the end of the day they are not living MY LIFE and other people's opinions about me will never make me happier or less happy. They often just end up causing confusion anyway.
Sometimes I actually walk around thinking about if I am really myself, but then I know I am when I find out that I don't care what other people think of me or when I am so up front it ends up scarring me. It's really better telling others what I feel rather than leaving it.
From watching made today it's actually the people who are not afraid to be themselves, instead of hiding behind a brick of "confidence" who appear more beautiful than the rest. Not the ones with the plastic smiles and the perfect hair, but deep inside they know they're not okay. God forbid I should ever be like that.
My life is not perfect, it only appears to be when I make it seem like it is. My life is full of ups and downs like everyone, and people saying that a picture says more than a thousand words isn't always true, because a person can smile with their eyes even when their heart is tearing up from the inside.
I've been hurt tons of times, but all I can really do is not wait for the "perfect" day to come, but make it tougher for other people to get through to me. The more you hurt me, the tougher I get.
Life is just full of failings and shortcomings and I can't pretend like things are going to get better, because it's just deceiving myself and everyone else around me. It will never be what you want when you want.
Point of entry?
All you can really be at the end of the day is yourself. Who are people to tell you what to be? What clothes to wear? How to laugh? When to laugh? They aren't living your life, you should be living it by yourself. Why care? It's not like your life will get better based on changes from other people's opinions about you
Imagine being a kind-hearted, funny, intelligent, beautiful person inside and out, then having an idiot cross your path. Either it's a guy or a girl.
Sitting here with a bunch of my friends talking about this girl who totally played two guys, I became really sad. It went as far as to one of them tatooing her name on his chest.
It's sad that the people who honestly don't deserve to be capable of f'ing up people's lives are the ones who are doing it.
You fall for a person and they F up your life, and then there is nothing you can do about it, except cry your eyes out until they are sore and there's no refill left, and they just walk around with a perfect life. It might even seem as if nothing bad ever happens to people who hurt other people, and at some point I believed that there would never be a bad day for them, but obviously God has a lesson for everyone at his own time.
If you have ever been hurt before you might think that all the other person ever has is good days, but obviously what goes around will
come around at a really good time in life. You better not be the one breaking all those hearts, because it might just come back to you when you least expect it.
One other thing that bothers me about a few people is that they just can't ever be up front about things. They'd lie and lie and lie through their teeth just to keep everything sound. To keep things sound? I can't exactly blame you, but if it will only cause more trouble when the truth actually leaks? I'd rather you tell me the truth.
Incidents like ones where guys tend to keep the fact that they are not attracted to a girl from them is just pathetic. You are only letting that girl build high hopes just for her world to crumble around her in the end. Is it even fair? I don't think so.
If I am not attracted to a guy or if don't like him, I let him know. I will not beat around the bush for nothing sake. It's just a waste of time. I think that's why most people don't like me. I'm among the most up front people you will ever meet. And I never regret telling people the truth if it saves from all the hassle of not telling the truth.
Point of entry?
Sometimes the undeserving just seem lucky for a period of time. But what happens when reality hits home and tables turn. Will they learn from the trouble they have caused others? Will Karma get them too?
Hey you guys. My name's Chika and I'm 20 years old. If you view my full profile you can check out some of my interests :). Further questions? Write in my guestbook on the right hand side of my blog, under my c-box, and I'll answer them as soon as possible :):P
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