The Not-So-Normal Gal

This isn't really a post. Just wanted to share some really amazing lyrics of a song I just found. Like a small boat On the ocean Sending big waves Into motion Like how a single word Can make a heart open I might only have one match but I can make an explosion And all those things I didn't say Wrecking balls inside my brain I will scream them loud tonight Can you hear my voice this time This is my fight song Take back my life song Prove I'm alright song My power's turned on Starting right now I'll be strong I'll play my fight song And I don't really care if nobody else believes Cause I've still got a lot of fight left in me -Fight Song by Rachel Platten Hope this means something to you too! Till next time, this is me signing off! XOXO 

So if you haven't already heard, marriage has been legalized regardless of the gender in Ireland! The "Yes" side won the nation wide vote! YAY!  I, being straight, don't know the everyday struggle the LGBT people face. But what I do know is that people are insanely insensitive towards them. I live in a country where probably 80% of the population is anti-LGBT and to be honest, this sickens me to the core. How you you be against them when they are doing nothing wrong?! How can you discriminate against who they were born to be?! A friend of a friend was bullied and called a fag just because he came out. How can these bullies even call themselves human? I can't even fathom.  Okay, so I get that there is a difference in opinion and upbringing but that doesn't give you the right to be high and mighty and call names and put the LGBT community down! If you do have a problem with them, just keep it to yourselves! They aren't out to kill you! They want want to

"Fly like paper, get high like planes." - M.I.A. You, me, and everybody else in the world is here for a limited time, right? We are paper planes. Flying wherever the wind takes us. No backup plan. No steering wheel. We go through the motions and try not to crash. We are, nonetheless, easily crush-able. Just like paper. What makes us great is that we decide straighten ourselves out and make our way to the runway once more. To fly once more. To feel once more.  For those of you who think that their life is miserable, disgusting and not worth living - Don't ever give up. Please, don't. Your perfect storm will not last forever. The turbulence will eventually end.  Then there are the planes (people) who are different. Way different. Try to see the world through their cockpit. It might be one helleva sight.  So this post is not going to be a lengthy. Long story short, try to fly to as many places (figuratively) as you can. Don't let the wight of

So here is the much awaited (Only for some) list.  TYPES OF CRUSHES: ( This might be inspired by some YouTube videos. Please don't hate me. I'm trying to be as original as I can. <3 ) 1. The Celebrity Crush: We all know this one. Everybody has one. Mine is Zac Efron. (Praise the Lord for making such a wonderful creature.) It is irrational and stupid and we love it. We love daydreaming about them and writing fan fictions. ( Something I'm NOT guilty of.) They don't know we exist but we feed on their Instagram photos.  2.The Best Friend: Sometime or the other we think we are crushing on our "BFF". It can be of the same gender or the opposite, it doesn't matter if you're gay or not. You LOVE your best friend. It can be either a romantic thing or just pure unadulterated friendship. But I just had to include this for some of you out there. 3.The AwesomeSauce Stranger: This is the guy or girl you just see walking down the hall or in the footba

And no I'm not referring to the Sorting Hat from Harry Potter. (All hail Ravenclaw!) Seriously though, this post was a long time coming. I have been waiting for the day I would get to write about good things happening instead of bad. I know all of you must be sick and tired of reading my rants. So here I go, telling you about the calm after a perfect storm. My life has been a roller coaster. No kidding. Friends, family, boys; you name it, I've been through it I'm not trying to sound all mature here but I think I handled my problems pretty well. I did break down and have an episode but it's okay because sometimes you have to lose yourself before you get to find yourself. (Stolen from Paper Towns. The movie comes out soon! OMG YES!)  I'm in a much better place now than I was a couple of months ago and it's all cause of this blog that you're reading right now. Knowingly or unknowingly I converted my fears and anger into something I could go back to and r

I can't keep it inside me anymore. Truth is I am way too hurt. This post sorta long. You have been warned. So as I previously said, Brandon is dead to me. (I've deleted that post now so just.. meh) Au contraire ,  I can't help but replay the last conversation (which was a huge screaming match) we had over and over again. I don't want to disclose anything way too personal up here but I can tell you this, I will most definitely never talk to him again. All I wanted was for him to just talk to me dammit. They say when you make plans, God laughs. That's exactly what He did. And nothing has pained me as much as this for a while now. I mean, what did I think was gonna happen?! He will coming running back to me, leaving his bitchy girlfriend behind?! Oh no no. THAT was a figment of my over active imagination. THAT was and is never gonna happen. I was stupid. I wasn't thinking straight. If he wanted me in his life even as a friend he would've made an effor

"Whether it be good or bad, we all go through stuff. " So a few days ago, I sat down with one of my friends to chat. I don't usually talk to her but I had time to kill so I thought, "What the hell, maybe she'll get what I'm going through." At first we stared with regular, everyday things. But then things got real deep real quick.  She told me things. Things that I couldn't even fathom.  I'm the type of person who puts on a smile and goes through the day, and someone who doesn't know me quite well, wouldn't be able to tell if I'm sad or angry. All this time I thought there were very few people I could think of who were capable of that.  But she showed my that I was so wrong.  Everything she shared with me left a mark. A deep one at that. We went through the same shit. The shit just had different masks on. I talked to her for what seemed like hours. I shared things with her that I thought I could never share with a single soul.

Trust me, I ain't depressed. Just something I wrote in my free time about somebody that I used to know. I met you, and we were great We went out but it was not fate Still good friends, we told each other everything A year or two and then things changed We wanted to meet each other everyday but the situations won't permit As luck would have it, we started to drift away; there I said it. I always made an effort but to no avail Always trying to go back to what we were but only to watch myself fail. All the little things you did suddenly vanished All those moments of friendship, I could see them lying on the floor; tarnished. Everything you said to me, was it all a lie? I didn't want to think about it, I didn't want to cry. I guess that's what you get when you fight against the odds, The only thing left is a greeting of nods. Once upon a star, I knew you so well. Now if someone asks me, "How's he doing?", I wouldn't know what to tell.

Confusion: When you feel like you want something but you don't want it, you want to do it but you don't want to do it, accept or reject?, take it or leave it?  It infests your mind and soul and leaves only when every single fragment of thought is fucked up. (Pardon my language.) You fell like a cannon ball of fire just hit your head (Well, at least for me, it does.). If you have ever felt like this, I'm here to tell you that I feel you. I feel what you're going through. What I felt was:  What if I do it and hell breaks loose? What if it doesn't turn out to be what I imagined? BUT what if it's amazing? What if it's everything I could ask for? A whole lotta "What if's". (This has got to be bad for health, right? XD)  The past year has been an emotional roller coaster for me. I have faced my fair share of confusion.  If you want a solution, I have three way for you. 1. Think Practically: Don't think about your emoti