This is the End of the Beginning

June 7, 2012 at 21:46 (Other) (, , , )

This is not the end of this blog (of course), that already happened before. No my dear friends, this is the end of my school career. Two weeks of exams are coming, starting tomorrow (!), and after that I’ll be free for the rest of my life! Wow. And don’t try to deny it. Don’t you dare say that if you have a job life gets worse because in my mind it doesn’t. Life will only get better and I will live happily ever after.

Anyway, I had to sit down for a while the day before yesterday, because that was the day that I realised it’s done. Over. Fini. I was sitting there and suddenly I felt quite… empty. Today was the last day I had to get up at 6.30 (A.M.!). I will have to get up at 6.30 sometimes in my life, but it will never be the same because the last few years I had to do it systematically. And now it’s like someone told me: you don’t have to do it anymore. Without me expecting that ‘someone’ to tell me that.

What is really interesting is the fact that whoever might read this might think: you are so naive and you have such a boring life and why are you telling this? Answer: because important moments in my life are worth sharing with everyone, even if that person is not interested.

PS: next year I’m going to study further, so I’m not really done with all that stufying after the exams. I’m just not obligated to do it anymore! Which is good, you won’t hear me complain.

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What you’re searching for – it’s here

November 9, 2011 at 20:18 (Other) (, , , , , , , )

Do you ever wonder how people end up on a certain blog? Random Female Blog will now leak some search terms used to find us. (Or search terms that found us)
There are things like “Anne Geddes” – hopefully no fan of her, for that fan will hunt us down now – and “female combat boots“. By the way, people do actually search for babies dressed like flowers! And then they end up reading my post… Must be shock and horror. The one term that is used very, very often, is “chignon“. Does everyone wants it now or something? It’s a bit weird. A bit.
Anyway. Today, someone tried to find “danzig drenched in blood”, and I’m in fact not sure what (s)he wanted to find. Someone tried “I’m doing it”. No idea what has led to our blog, and no idea what he wanted to be lead to.
There was really one lovely soul searching for “Sex Gang Children Into The Abyss Blogspot“! I thought I was one of the last 5 people who know them.
Further on a lot of “dubstep cyanide happiness“, “loneliness of the prime numbers“, and “slaughted at barnaby close“. Yes, that is a mistake, it should be slaughteR. We all know that, because we all read the story! If not, a few clicks will get you there.

Oh, and I’m also happy and surprised that someone searched for “angry matryoshka“. She’s worth so much more attention!

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You’re doing it wrong…

October 21, 2011 at 21:10 (Humour, Other) (, , , , , )

After fifteen years of hard work, dedication and a standard half-comatose condition, a teacher we have finds it necessary to tell us how we should study. After all those years of learning, after all those tests that made us end up at that school, after which we have to go to university to be able to get a job, we can’t study.

We got a document, telling us what we should do, how we should do it etcetera. And while reading it, I could only think I’m doing it wrong.

I’m doing it wrong, people. There is a great chance that later, they’ll have to pay me per minute, but I’m not doing it right. Instead of reading my lessons all over when coming home from school, I’m blogging. Instead of reading things out loud, I sing along with (great) songs. Instead of studying the way I should, I’m having something that resembles to A Life. Imagine. A Life! While going to school! Imagine. Can’t be. But unlike some history teachers, I seem to live in the Now. I didn’t know it, until – eh – now.

I’m sorry if it bothers you that I use my marker, or that I write my notes somehow different than you do, but it seems to work for me, so I’m not really sorry at all. AT ALL. Thanks for the tips and now shut up because there are two (maybe three!) people waiting for a post on this very blog. And that’s what I’m doing now, and I’m doing it right.

*well, maybe not that right, I’ve been editing this thing six or seven times*

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