I think it has to do with the fact that my toes are ugly. It makes me like people who have pretty/normal looking feet. It’s just a pet peeve of mine, and it’s really weird. But I like nice feet/toes. It seems the things I don’t have I like to see in other people. It’s just another kink about me, and I’m learning to embrace it.
But who am I to say that? It just hurts when bad things happen to good people. It really makes me question life sometimes. I mean, everything happens for a reason, I understand that, but at the same time I wonder if there are any mistakes that are made. Why do certain people have to suffer sadness and loss, when they haven’t done anything wrong? There are lots and lots of why’s and how’s, and it makes me more and more frustrated with the world and how life works. But I’m trying to embrace it, because everything does happen for a reason. God has his reasons for doing certain things. I really need to remember that. And really, all I have to do is just to keep saying this to myself.
S, we are all keeping you in our thoughts and prayers. I will never forget the past summer, and just know that we are all here for you.
Especially with Freddie and Effy. It’s ridiculous how in love I am with this show. Every single aspect of the show; every cry, every scream, every laugh, every smile, it’s all real. I love how Skins is able to capture that reality. When I watch the show, I get so caught up in these characters, these actors and actresses who become these characters and embrace this story. It’s so real, so true, and it makes me wish I went to school with every character on the show. I want to be Effy’s best friend, I want to be Freddie’s girlfriend, I want to be Cook’s best girl friend, I want to be Emily’s shoulder to lean on, I want to be Naomi’s frenemy, I want to be Thomas’ buddy, I want to be Katie’s friend, I want to be Pandora’s personal assistant to make her decision, and last of all I want to be JJ’s first girlfriend. Profanity and drugs aside, this show is amazing because at the end of each episode, we’re to the point of begging to be a part of this amazing group of kids. Because we all want it; the fun, the laughs, the drama. We want to deal with their problems, their every day lives, because no matter what, they’re always there for each other. So basically, I love Skins because it’s the one show that tells it like it is. And it’s pretty freaking amazing.
but recently I’ve found myself as a victim of awkward silences and casual talks about the weather. I miss the old me; bubbly, normal, and LOUD. But it seems the more I pull myself away from the constant drama, and the more I try to spend time with a smaller group of friends, I’m losing the social skills I had. And I really want them back.
And I dislike the fact that my parents can’t recognize that. Sure, my multitasking is not something to be proud of, but I get by my school work and have fun at the same time. It’s nice to be able to watch GLEE behind my word document as I type away my LP. It’s nice to just listen to death cab for cutie while I’m graphing ellipses and parabolas. It’s nice to just have that freedom to do whatever I want, whenever I want. It just is.
Sometimes I know I’m going to crash. That everything is slowly crumbling at my feet, and I’m losing control of everything. And then I don’t try. Why stop the inevitable? But I really wish I could get up. Try again. And fall back down. I wish it would be an infinite cycle. Except I myself know that I’m going to give up eventually
funny Kristen Stewart and Eddie Redmayne interview
Interviewer:Did she [Kristen] ignore you the first three weeks of filming?
Eddie:No, she's wonderful... I was by myself in New Orleans and Kristen was there with her family. They properly took me under their wing. I was even made a quasi member of the family for Mother's Day. They were incredibly lovely to me. We hit it off pretty much from the word go.
Interviewer:So this call is to announce your engagement, right?
Interviewer:So we'll see the wedding on the cover of People next week?
It makes me feel self absorbed and really self centered. I don’t like coming off as that type of person. But I really love hearing other people’s problems. It’s nice to just make someone feel better. Yet, there are times where I really wish I could just go on and on about myself, share my problems with the whole world, and let the weight from my shoulders go. I wouldn’t mind the opportunity to talk on and on and on. It’d be nice, just one day, to sit down and talk to someone, anyone, especially someone I would least expect, and just talk about everything. Cause sometimes I get sick of giving the advice 24/7. And it hurts that there are times I never get the chance to speak up. And really, it’s all my fault.