Up, down, high, low.

... Watch me flying as I go.
Yes, I'm cheesy. I listen to songs with lyrics like this. Don't judge me!
Knowing, doubtless, you will be forever mine. Up in the air, there's no need to hurry. Wind through my hair, no time to worry.
Yes, cheesy me, yes! Finally, the truth about me is revealed! Just tell me if I'm overreacting. Don't hesitate, I won't slap you!
... What did you just say? Slap!
No. Just messing around =)



This smalltyping is fun! Okay, I'll stop now.

I actually blogged because I wanted to. It wasn't a omg-I-have-some-great-shit-to-tell thing. Just an gosh-I'm-bored-and-grey's-anatomy-starts-in-a-week-so-I-have-nothing-to-do-and-my-dad-is-snoring-like-hell thing. Yeah, I know. We need Grey's Anatomy!

I am so thankfull that the one who invented this keyboard also added a backspace. If it weren't for that small button my lines could never me read-able. Readable. Is that even a word?
For example, I will write without using backspace right now. Just about how my day has been, kay? Nothing interesting. Unless you find ME interesting. I know, impossible.

So I woke up this morning. It was about ten in the morning. I woke up in a non-pleasant way. I accidentally left my curtains open the day before to the sun was shininh in my face. I cursed. A lot. I wried to go back so sleep but I vouldfn't because .. well, I don't know why. I just couldn't sleep anymore. So I got up, brushed my hair, cleened my teeth, played guitar a little although I STILL suck, looked around my room to find any bugs crawling and to my pleasant suprise my room was not clean but not that dirty that there were actual bugs in it. And then I got coffee. I lovemy coffee. Love it. No serioussly, I love my coffee. I t wakes me up in the morning when a shower can't. (Wow. That just totally ounded like a commercial. Late machiatto, picks up where the shower stops! In stores now for only 8 million dollars!)
And then I went to town. To buy me some coffee. Yeah. Cheeasy me in action!


Fyi: I highlighted the bad grammar without backspace.
Fyi2: I don't know the fucking difference between then and than so I highlighted that as well. Just in case. I rock, I know.
Fyi3: I also don't know how to write late machiatto. I highlighted that as well.

Goddamn.. !

That stupid machine won't make coffee anymore.
I love coffee, I live on coffee. I have no coffee anymore. You can see the connection?
God. This sucks.


... I'll just have tea. -_-

Diswashers, room-cleaning and coffee.

I never quite got the fact that some people pick their nose in public.
And I've been eager to ask my parents if they would please, please, please be so gentle to install a dishwasher into our kitchen instead of letting me and my brother doing the dishes every.. fricking.. evening!
Yeah, that's right, we're probably the only family in the Netherlands that doesn't have a dishwasher. (Even if we did have one, I'd still have to put the dishes in and out of it, I'm sure. My parents are so lazy sometimes, haha.)

And I had to clean my room. Again. If it were my decision I'd never clean my room. Nah, that's a lie, maybe if it got really messy and the bugs were almost multiplying by 6.
I've found a good system for myself now, though. I just invite friends over. The day before they come over I totally panick and then I'd find myself cleaning every inch and every corner of my room JUST so my friends will think I'm clean, and nice, and cozy. (I'm everything but clean.)
The reason why I had to clean my room wasn't only because it was messy, but mainly because I spilled coffee in my room. You're probably thinking: Why did she had coffee in her room? Well, I'll tell you.
.. Because I was thirsty and I had to do my homework.
So I got coffee.
And I spilled it.
.. I'm so glad I don't have a carpet in my room anymore.

Love,
Miranda.

Scared of birds.

Wow, it's been quite a while.
Lots of things have happened when I was not blogging.
Lóts of things.

1. I had a huge fight with a friend of mine over the phone. Well, not really over the phone. I had a fight face to face. Then I tried to call her to make it up to her. When she didn't take the call I got angry and smashed my cellphone to the ground and stamping on it with my feet.
That didn't help at all.
2. I had a huge fight with another friend of mine (I know, I'm not the most happy, loving person in the world right now, but some people consider me as quite nice, you know?) over the phone. This one was really over te phone. It started off with us just talking on the phone, you know: Casual, random, omg-did-you-hear-about-that-guy-at-the-grocery-store talk? And all the sudden she was like: I'm having my period, what about you?
I was totally flabbergasted at first and I stuttered: Ehm.. I.. I.. Don't know..
She said: What do you mean you DON'T KNOW? You know what periods are, right? So I'm asking you: Right now, what should I use?
Yeah, I didn't answer that one and she got mad. I mean; Hey, I'm not the kind of girl that talks about periods and boys and make-up and all that super-girly stuff.
3. I got lost in the supermarket. No, seriously. Stop laughing. It's true.
We (me, parents.) dicided we needed some random stuff like food and, I don't know, drinks, whatever. So I was like: I'm going to get some coffee (Yeah, I know, right? Coffee! In the supermarket! Great! It's free and the machine counts how many cups of coffee already have been poored into the plastic cups that are way to small and break if you pinch them too hard! When I last looked it said: 4568. It's only been there for 2 months or so, people must love coffee in the supermarket. Ahh, well, it's free!) and my parents were like: We are going to get the stuff we need. You go get coffee.
I got coffee.
They went off.
I lost them.
Why are supermarkets so awfully huge?! Really, why?! We don't need 60 types of shampoo, they could just cut that section and put three or four types of shampoo next to the bread, I don't care. Anyway, I kinda panicked after ten minutes of searching and speed-walking through all the people who were standing next to the coffee machine waiting for it to poor some damn coffee.
I couldn't find them. 10 Minutes became half an hour. I bet they were looking for me too and if you looked at the supermarket from above (Like God.) you would see three people walking in circles wondering where the other person went. It's probably like a dog running after his own tale.
I found them eventually. So don't get nightmares about this: In the end it was all good.
4. I found out that the phone, the house-phone beeped all the time because the battery was low, not because it was about to explode. (I didn't thought it would explode at all. I just ran.)

Yeah, you can sure see that I've been busy!
.. Not really.

Bye, for now =)

Ps: 'Scared of birds' is just something I've always wanted to say.

Yeah.

Well, today.. I figured out that I'm really the best kisser in the world. No, really. Nobody can beat me. I'm just so in love with myself xD (And in love with that person, for sure.)
I had a discussion with my best friend and she said she was the best kisser ever, well, I won the discussion. :] Yeah, I just rule.

That's all.
You can continue doing whatever you were doing now ><

Snnnrrtt..

Yeah. I have a cold. It sucks. I go like 'snnnrrrttt' all the time. I mean, if I had the choice to cut my nose of to stop the fucking snnrrttt-sound I WOULD DO IT! ><
That would cause a lot of blood so I won't do it.
But if I could I would.

Anyway. I heared this really cool song on the radio and I was like: I GOTTA HAVE THAT! But I couldn't see what song it was. I was so angry. It really was a cool number :[
So I went home and typed in at a searchmachine everything I heared of the song.
And I found it.
I was happy again O.o For two minutes.
So when I tried to download it, it "error-ed" me x.x So I still don't have it.

Oh God.
A spider. O_O

Love.

Love is weird. Don't judge without thinking, without even looking at that sentence. Here, I'll say it again for you: Love is weird. Because it is. It just is. Everybody knows it deep down, that's why nobody will disagree.
Don't get me wrong, I love love.. It's just weird sometimes. First kiss, you totally freak out (inside) and tell yourself you suck at kissing and your partner also thinks that you suck (inside.)
Second kiss, you still totally freak out (inside) but this time because you feel a tongue.
Yeah. That's really scary in the beginning. You love your partner. You really do, it's just that you totally freak out (inside) when you kiss eachother.

I'm in love. I love that person. I can truly say I do. I trust that person, I can be myself with that person.
I'm just nervous. You can't call it scared, I'm just nervous. That's all.

I'll be.. Just fine.