There are some quotes that you hear all the time, and seem to have lost their meaning. Many of them aren’t even true. But there are some cliches, that turn out to be quite right.
Everything happens for a reason.
If something bad happens, look at its bright side, try to see this event from another perspectice. Things have a very weird way of occuring, and a misfortune that spoiled two weeks of my summer, turned out to be a chance to start something beautiful.
You are what you eat.
Never trust people that don’t love chocolate.
Shoot for the moon. Even if you miss, you’ll land among the stars.
Hell, it’s very used, every person on Facebook has once posted this quote. But, it’s a good motto! And I like stars a lot. Actually, I’d prefer them over the moon.
If you don’t have anything nice to say, don’t say anything at all.
Golden quote from Bambi that more people should go by nowadays.
Action speak louder than words.
Very, very true. It might be clichee, but what you do, how you act, showes so much more about your person than your words.
I have no idea where my sweet sixteen year has gone. I think I mostly slept through it, which wouldn’t be unlike me.
However, here I am, the last day of being 16 ever. Creepy.
I don’t really care about ‘getting older’ at this moment, because in the morning I know I won’t feel any different. I’m just in for the cake.
But I am proud of this year. I made fabulous friends, I finally, finally went to a French course, I improved my piano playing, I read the whole SH collection ( give me some credit, it was pretty huge ), I discovered Hannibal, I even learned how to make a Caesar salad – not from Hannibal the cannibal, though.
There are things I didn’t get to do, of course, but there’s a lot of time ahead. A lot of days and hours and minutes ready to be filled with fantastic stuff ( like sleeping).
So come on, 17, let’s see what you’ve got.
I have always been fascinated with stars. I can’t really explain the reason behind it, or this enormous feeling I get when I look up at the night sky. I suppose it’s all very typical for the human being to be fascinated with all that is beyond our knowledge, what is beyond our world and the Universe is itself one big question.
I’ve read about people that feel small looking at the stars above them. That feel like a very tiny bit of this whole wide infinity. People that realize how little they matter. How unimportant their lives go by, like the blink of an eye. I don’t.
Looking up at those shining bits of light, I feel so important. I look up and lose that sense of loneliness, because for a few moments, I feel like time stops, just for me to give time to admire such vast beauty. So, I decided to steal some constellations and store them in my bedroom. Remember those phosphorescent stars you had as a child, glued to the ceiling, to keep nightmares away? I bought a set of those 🙂 Now I have my own private night sky, shining above my head every night.
And honestly it’s the best thing there is.
I made a walk to my favourite library today, because I was feeling sad. I told you about it before, it’s a wonderful place where they sell books and movies nobody has heard about and tea.
I was searching for Never let me go. I didn’t find it. I have it on PDF, but I like reading books, better. Reading on your phone or iPad is different. You’re not so involved anymore.
I like to spend time there. It’s peaceful and there’s nice music playing in the background, and nobody bothers you. And I kept thinking, we speak of this world so much, name it hopeless. The pessimists. But how can we not believe in a world where books are still so powerful? Think that right now, some kid is writing his next novel. Stories are being created, words are being put down on white. This is not a hopeless or forgotten world. Because if there’s one thing I believe in, that’s books. And literature. You have as many lives, as books you read. Maybe the readers will slowly go extinct, but I doubt it. The power of the written word is as strong as ever and no force on this earth can corrupt it.
I think I have finally succeeded to convince my mother that I am a bit out of my mind.
We were having the everlasting discussion: what job would you like to have?
What’s the point in thinking about it yet? I’m not sure. Of course, if I say I want to be a writer, my dad and mom start laughing.
One option is English teacher… But… Meh.
Then I’d like to be an architect. But again, I think it’s hard to find a job you love afterwards.
Absolutely no to journalism, from both of my parents. And i am left with the family travel agency. The third option.
But I’m not sure, because I shouldn’t have to chose now. There’s still plenty of time, right?
So, yesterday, faced with the classic question I told my mom my secret plan. I will become a princess. It’s very simple. I will marry Harry ( I mean, he is adorable ) and become princess or some kind of Dutchess. And Kate will be my best friend. Doesn’t it sound perfect? I blabbed about this for about 20 minutes, and finally my parents dropped the question. Instead they smiled at me, comforting. I am not crazy. I swear. My plan is very logical and easy to do.
I was so deceived today to walk past the central square and realize that the Christmas market is closed. It’s obvious that is was closed, I just… Expected it to still be there. I’m very bad at saying goodbye to Christmas. Even undoing the tree, it gives me a sad feeling.
Do you know when you are going somewhere, and you’ve waited so long, but all you can think about on the way is: This just lasts two weeks. In two weeks I will be just as miserable as I am now .
You’d say you are so happy to go away, but that’s not real happiness. I hears something very wise, coming from a rather naive character:
DOUGLAS: No, Arthur, you are cheery. No one’s interested in the secret of true cheeriness.
ARTHUR: But that’s not true. I’m fairly often just completely happy. Like, for instance, when you get into a bath quickly and it’s just the right temperature, and you go “ooooh”. I mean really no one gets any happier than that.
MARTIN: What a depressing thought.
ARTHUR: No, no, it’s not though, because those sort of things happen all the time, whereas you’re hardly ever, you know, blissfully happy with the love of your life in the moonlight, and when you are, you’re too busy worrying about it being over soon, whereas the bath moments, there’s loads of those! Oh, like when you realise your knuckles are ready for cracking.
(ARTHUR cracks his knuckles. MARTIN and DOUGLAS make disgusted noises.)
ARTHUR: See, I was happy then! Oh, wait, I’ve got another one!
Now, for those of you who don’t know, this is a Cabin Pressure quote. Yes, I’m a fan of the radio series, especially for moments like these.
Abraham Lincoln was elected to Congress in 1846.
John F. Kennedy was elected to Congress in 1946.
Abraham Lincoln was elected President in 1860.
John F. Kennedy was elected President in 1960.
The names Lincoln and Kennedy each contain seven letters.
Both were particularly concerned with civil rights.
Both wives lost a son while living in the White House.
Both Presidents were shot on a Friday.
Both were shot behind the head.
Here is an interesting one…
Lincoln’s secretary was named Kennedy.
Kennedy’s secretary was named Lincoln.
Both were assassinated by Southerners.
Both were succeeded by Southerners.
Both successors were named Johnson.
Andrew Johnson, who succeeded Lincoln, was born in 1808.
Lyndon Johnson, who succeeded Kennedy, was born in 1908.
John Wilkes Booth, who assassinated Lincoln was born in 1839.
Lee Harvey Oswald, who assassinated Kennedy was born in 1939.
Both assassins were known by their three names.
Both names are made of fifteen letters.
Mr. Booth shot Lincoln in a Theatre called “Ford”.
Lee Harvey Oswald, shot Kennedy in a car called “Ford” Lincoln.
Booth ran from a theater and was caught in a warehouse.
Oswald ran from a warehouse and was caught in a theater.
Booth and Oswald were assassinated before their trials.
How about that?
taken from here