Salt- Mof

Salt is the worst summer movie i've watched. I don't think any movie can top it.

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Yoghurt cup #27

(don't look long at this dog's face. i'm serious.)

• Princess Diaries book 3 & 4.
• NO MORE INCEPTION IN THE THEATER!
• 45 minutes of self-bragging from the Social Study teacher.
• Highlands coffee.
• Salt. Aww i don't want to watch that!
• 10-day vacation. Full of tutors and sleeping in.
• Then senior year.
• Stopped listening to Excuses by The Morning Benders. Such a hard try.
• Download Read It And Weep.
• (isn't as easy as it sounds)
• Download Devil Wears Prada
• The new theme of blogspot sucks. Lose all of my appetite for blogging for it. Why can't they just keep the old theme? The one i'm using right now??
• (it takes forever to download these i swear!)
• Finding myself finding that tumblr is getting boring since i can't gain any new followers.
• Update the phone
• Probably gonna abandon the new blogger account to find something more pleasant. Sorry blogger.
• Need a mani-pedi immediately.
• Buy some nail polish.
• The good thing about having multiple web browsers installed and pinned all around the desktop is that when one is broken, for example firefox, it's always broken, we have a bunch of spare ones.
• Really need to sleep now. It's stopped raining. For about 5 minutes i think.
• I hate it when any of these words pumps up at my face: "price", "pricing", "cost", "payment", "trial", "buy"!
• This.
• Excuses is 5 minutes long! I listen to that 5 minute song 15 times a day!
• I'm addicted to indie.

Big jet plane.

Favorite takes from Angus and Julia Stone's song, Big Jet Plane.

Torn jeans and random talking.

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I only have 3 pairs of jeans. I love all 3 of them. Especially the torn pair. And as the result of my passionate love, i wear them everywhere. And every adult looked at me. Each and every one of them asked me the same question: "Are you that poor that you have to wear torn jeans?". I never minded that, it's a social joke that whether you like it or not, you're gonna have to smile and agree or else. But then if you take a little time to look at that attitude towards young people, that is an attitude with no respect.

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I can represent myself as a typical example of the youth. The first lesson in life that we have ever learned is to respect the elder and whatever they have done. Adults are people whose minds have grown completely and they can make proper decision with the less percentage of regretting than children, or that's what they think. We don't make jokes about an old structured house, a 50's woman in knee-length puffy skirts with big buttons and white gloves or a man in perfectly ironed suits with wing collars and bow ties. We have a name for that, it's called vintage.

Well, of course there are bad kids who make jokes about their overly puffiness or the reflectively shiny shoes. But the jokes were understated and mostly private. Because although they're bad kids, they're still afraid of being judged by the society by dissing what's in the past.

But Edna Mode used to say: "I don't live in the past, it distracts me from the now". Although we respect the vintage factor, we don't see people going to work in that outfit. The world, whether we like it or not, is changing. It's easy to see and understand that some people just can't adapt to everything. Some adults, to be exact. A small example, when i was 5, i could turn on the video player 10 times faster than anyone in my house. The change is the video player, and the time it took me to turn it on comparing to the time anyone else does is the difference between generations.

I think in life, you give something you get something back. We gave our previous generation a heartful of respect, we only ask for permission to walk down the street with the defining clothes without the disrespectful glare. It's the people who create the boundaries. My mom always says, if the whole world believes crooked teeth are beautiful, nobody fixes their gaps anymore. We don't hear our parents retelling stories about our grandparents forbidding them from wearing high-waisted pants or neon-colored headbands. Visions are subjective, you lived your youth in freedom, let us live ours. It takes more than just a hole in the jeans to judge a kid, you know.

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I get that when people turn 25 they want the life process to stop, but is it normal when i'm 17?

Most definitely not.

"This pathetic excuse for a town
That holds all your memories
A lifetime of crushes and your broken dreams"

Coffee Bean.

Coffee Bean. Met an old friend. Realized how pathetic my world is.

I want to be a photogenic person!

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Dear scarf, why?