Long time since this happened. We are now in April and I am starting to count down the short amount of days it is until my birthday, which is in 25 days. Then I go for my license the day after, (15th May!)
Not only am I counting down until my birthday on my Countdown App on my phone, I am also counting down the days until my brother and family friends of ours head to an arena in Melbourne and see Jason Derulo live. For me, I like Jason Derulo, I like his music, his sound. For others, they don't like him as much.
I am also counting down the days until my Mid Year Dance concert, and also the days until I finish school, and I'm not liking that number right now: 216 days.
Katy Perry is coming to Melbourne in 232 days, which I am seeing her in concert on the 7th of December.
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Okay.
Now recently I have only just started coming to terms with my obsession with Tumblr and how much it is actually ruining my life. My entire life is literally now a walking text post.
My friends have Tumblr too, or some of them who actually follow me, and we have this agreement where if we see something funny on Tumblr, we reblog it but then we show the person. They don't even have to be in the same room or suburb, we screenshot the funny picture and then send it to each other using other various social media sites.
Other times Tumblr can get deep, like the bottom of the Indian ocean deep, and it's like other peoples problems become my problems. Everyone becomes best buddies and helps others through a tough time. We are like our own society.
Then I think, there are actually people in real society who don't know what Tumblr is. They have no clue how to use it, and I don't know how they live.
My obsession with Tumblr has gotten to the point where,
- I would rather sit in bed on Tumblr than do my own homework.
- I would deny all human contact just so I could spend a couple hours scrolling through Tumblr
- My life is a walking text post, I say something and I automatically think of it as a text post.
- Plus more.
And now, I feel like I'm staging my own intervention, while some of you may or may not take the time to read this pathetic excuse for a blog. I'm interesting I promise.
BUT FOR THE TUMBLR TEXT POST OF THE DAY:
stop hating on girls who wanna kiss people in museums or aquariums or art galleries stop hating on girls who want things that might be cliche stop hating on girls who want boys to treat them like they’re magic i will protect all girls with my life and just because they care about things that you don’t doesn’t give you the right to belittle them ok i will fight u
To conclude this very insightful blog post,
IT IS EASTER! Here in Australia is is Good Friday, and typically you don't eat meat. I think it's the only day were people are actually practicing religious traditions, but to be fair, I did participate in Religious Education in Primary school, for 6 years. I found an appreciation for it.
We have the Good Friday Appeal, raising money for sick children who are bed ridden in hospitals all day every day.
We have Easter Sunday, where we have family over. In my family, we all join at my Nan's house and have a little Easter Egg hunt and then ensure that the little kids don't eat too much chocolate (I am still one of those little kids, AND PROUD)
Now it is raining after it was a delightful day yesterday. Well, I guess it isn't Melbourne if it was the nicest of days everyday.
Peace out
S x