I took social sciences in highschool. It was mandatory, and a huge part of the subject was following the news closely, every single day. We’d get tests at the end of the week about details from the news, to make sure we were really following all of it. I had never watched the news so intensely before, and after a few weeks I noticed I was starting to feel worse.
I want to pick your brains again. Last friday, I was cycling to Utrecht central station, in a big crowd of people. We stopped at a red light. Behind me, I heard a girl say to her friend: “do you hate Air Max as much as I do?” To which the friend replied: “yeah, especially white ones with blue accents.” “Especially with purple socks in them. Purple socks with white dots.” “So ugly. Who wears something like that.” “Yeah, eww, hahaha!”
Every now and then, someone comments on how cheerful and happy I always look. Even though I’m not really always cheerful and happy, I do have a little tip I want to share with you: it’s all about the details. I’ve found that in order to overcome big downs in your life, or just to feel happiness on a daily basis, you need to learn to appreciate the little things in life. All of the little things sum up to be something quite big: the beautiful world around us. Realising this and learning how to truly see it will bring you amazing, easily accessible joy.
Last week, in a wasted moment, I was browsing 9GAG and came across a picture of Taylor Swift’s butt. In fact, they were two pictures. One of a small butt, and one of a big butt, both belonging to Taylor Swift. Regardless of whether she did or did not get implants, the images sparked a few thoughts. So I want to pick your brains today, on your opinions about body modification. Let me begin by sharing my own thoughts.
During the last year of elementary school, my best friend (who watched too much American TV) started a drill campaign to get us ready for highschool. Only one thing mattered: popularity. If you weren’t popular, you would most certainly find your head in a toilet bowl and your books scattered in trashcans. She thoroughly prepared me for terrifying scenarios like: “What if a geek turns up in the same outfit as you?” or “An ugly girl wants to be your friend. What do you do?”. Regardless of what this probably tells you about my happy elementary school experience *cough*, I was terrified and intent on becoming the most fabulous, popular Lizzie McGuire look-a-like ever.