On Confused People

Okay so this is the cutest thing I've ever seen.

Maybe it's mean but it just makes me giggle seeing confused people.

But looook it's actually adorable how adorable they are:

We weren't directly influenced by British neo-Nazis because we realize that the extremists in the UK don't like Asian people. We just took the slogan "blood and honor" to demonstrate our identity.

We just took the slogan "blood and honor" to demonstrate our identity.

Sorry what.

Okay see so coexistence is a big question right. It separates identity from harmony, unfortunately distancing tradition and people-getting-along. In the modern world, especially one dominated by the contemporary western conception of progress, one tends to forget about tradition and identity. Which sounds funny and ironic, but is perhaps more of a generalisation than a stretch of truth.

The question is where should we draw the line? Where's the compromise? Where's the sacrifice?

And in the end if it even benefits us.

How To Tie A Noose

Okay because I'm telling you all about my life I'm going to include how-tos because I'm cool.
Today, I'll be teaching you how to make a noose woot

This is what it's meant to look like.

Okay so what you do is get a piece of rope about x3 the length of your forearm - I'm taking liberties and tying it with hemp string, in a much smaller scale, as that's all I have on me (don't ask) and fold it in half, like this:

Then you fold one side over about 2/3 of its length like this:

Take the long end and wrap it around the other end of the string (fold the end in the coil though, as it might fray) sort of like this:

Continueeeeeeee and then when you get to the end thread the end through the little loop:

And there you have it - the finished product 

Lookkkkk me chillin with mah noose :3

My outfit:

Cherry coke t-shirt - Tar-jay 

Black skirt - H&M

Steel blue scarf - Max&Co

Cheap tights - some cheap store somewhere

I think I'm getting quite good at this outfit thing.

Oh wait are you meant to be able to see it oops well oops.

Also please don't judge it's packing week I'm a hobo don't have any clothes.

Sillyness

Okay so apparently people are meant to blog about their lives and clothes and stuff are and I should do that or something. 

Turns out people don't like to listen to angst because that's boring. 

Okay well. Um.

20 days till Christmas woot

Today I opened the fifth door on my advent calendar and found a chocolate inside wooot and ^ that's what it looked like.

Well, that's what it was so um yeh.

My outfit: 

Striped shirt - school shop

Dark blue jumper - school shop

Black blazer - H&M

Black brogues - Office 

Fascinating!

Now bye lovelies I'll try to post more about my life and clothes and makeup or lack thereof soon.

On Life

I want to talk.

I want to talk about the world, about you and me and we are free and we can do whatever we like; and whatever we want, and nothing else matters.

And perhaps that’s true.

The world is a curious construct: the ethical world, like any other, is a single one-dimensional scale is a constant struggle between your self on one end and what you perceive to be everything else on the other. With this then comes everything else. 

But it’s not really like that, is it, you ask. It’s identity versus society, it’s personality versus responsibility...the list goes on.

Well, I suppose none of that was wrong. 

But look again, and you’ll see that it’s transformed, and the question now is not whether you care about you more than you care about everything else. It is clear now that you are the center of this world and it’s a matter off which benefits you more.

We are selfish people.

We do not help others if we do not gain from it.

It’s not just a matter of physical and material gain. We’re talking ideology and satisfaction and egos here.

It’s all up to priorities, I suppose. Is personal philosophical satisfaction worth just this little bit of pain or money or time?

But when you’re lost, you don’t have a response to that. 

But perhaps, circularly, having a clear idea in your head your priorities is what gives you identity?

So I don’t know who I am, and I hope you do.

Do you, do you?

I want someone to tell me who I am.

No. Perhaps, I don’t just want to talk: 

I want to be heard.

Would you listen to me?

Boo what is life even?

Okay so this is quite fun to do when bored

http://ancientlives.org

Probably when you're really bored.

On Ferrets

Ferrets are the cutest things in the world I want a ferret.

Look look at all the different types of ferrets.

I want a ferret.

NAWWWWW LOOOOKKKK AT HIM HE'S SO CUTEEEEEEE :3333

Okay that's all for now.

On Horse Meat

Okay so I'm majorly freaking out about life what is life even what am I doing who am I aahhhhhhhh

Okay wait. Let's try that again.

I'm scared.

I'm scared. Yesterday someone at school had an interview at UCL.

Ummm obviously not me so.

Yeah you see where I'm trying to go with this? 

Haven't heard back from them aaahhhhhhhhh what is life.

Okay so maybe I'm overreacting slightly. It's still quite early, I suppose. But. You know. For all I know, they could have seen my application and chucked it in the maybe pile. 

I don't want to be in the maybe pile.

(I want to be in the yes definitely we want you now pile, in case anyone asks)

And what am I even applying for why am I applying for it.

Unis don't want me I'm a fraud I'm stupid I'm just pretending to be clever I'm not clever I can't brain :(

speech not making sense arrrghh garhhhh what is life.

Here's some horse.