This post did not end the way it began.

Okay, so one of my really good friends is obsessed with One Direction. Like how I am with DW or Sherlock etc. Now, I don't really like them loads, just not m, you y kind of music y'know. I don't hate them or something. Getting that out of the way.
But I feel like band fangirls, or musician fangirls get a lot more criticism than us nerd fangirls.
Maybe this is just a personal thing, because no one knows about DW or Sherlock in my parts (uncouth) and the most popular fandom I am a part of is HP. And everyone loves HP. (Ronmione is life, okay?)
I've have, however, personally seen  Directioners, Smilers, Lovatics, Azaleans, J-Cats, Beliebers and so on get a lot of hate from everyone.
I'm curious to know why. They're music can be foot-tappingly catchy, and yeah, some go a bit...overboard... with their love. But why criticize them? Because we like to show love to someone who inspires us? Someone who makes us happy when we are sad? Someone who's mere mention brings a smile to our lips? Yeah, we've probably never met them before, and in someways, maybe that's a good thing.
To explain my point, I'm taking the YouTube fandom as an example (I am a huge part of this fandom, so if I end up insulting the fandom, I'm insulting myself too. Doubly so, because I probably didn't notice it.) Maybe there is a vlogger you like. Someone you truly admire and maybe are in love with. Your walls are covered in their posters. But you've only seen the side they want you to see, their best side. They may have a bad side too, or a vice. But till you meet them, how will you ever know this bad side? Yeah, you might know of this vice, but God. Let them be human. You know that they have faults, but instead of covering up for them or refusing to believe that it is a fault, you look at their brighter side. You may criticize them for their faults, but ultimately you admire them for their positives
It's like that with most fandoms too. If someone ever told me that the first few seasons of DW have kind of crappy fx, I will moan about it with you.
Oy veh, this went in a totally different direction than I expected it to go.

What did the shy pebble wish for?
Just that she was a little boulder.

See you whenever.

Social media.

Inspired by a comment I heard at school.

I'm tired, I honestly am
Exhasuted and burnt out
Of keeping track of mindless, mindless chatter
Of tweets and posts and likes and followers

I doesn't make you better or worse
Having more friends on FaceBook than the other
More companions at face value, that's true
Think, how many of them would you like talking to?

I find it like air, these passing trends are
No one's going to remember six days later
That snarky comment you tweeted out
Or the pretty dress you reblogged.

Keep going for yourself, I don't mind.
Post that picture, reblog that post
But don't hide what you really love for your "audience"
As much as you may think, you don't live for likes/

I re-read this and it's just a mash of various emotions and blah, but I'm going to keep it for posterity's sake.

What did the green grape say to the purple grape?
BREATHE YOU IDIOT, BREATHE!

See you whenever.

This Thing I Saw And Liked.

 
So, this thing happened. I saw it on Bloggess (I worship you, in case you were seeing this) and I thought to myself, hmmm, maybe.
The book I picked up was The Bone Season by Samantha Shannon (which I was re-reading my favourite bits) and this is what the first line on page 45 is.
"The street that stretched in front of us was oddly wide"
This is sort of true. My (non-existent) love life has a quite a lot of distance to cover and progress. Or maybe that is just my (non-existent) poetic mind. I don't know.
I also had an epiphany of sorts when I punched a kid for making sexist comments. Don't point towards the cafeteria and say "shouldn't you be there, not here" next time. To anyone. Anyway, I have this feeling that in attempts for me feeling tougher, I hit people. I pretty crap at sports, and I don't know, being "tougher" makes me feel that more people will take me seriously. People anyway think I'm 11, so it really doesn't help
Also, watch the Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy. If you're not a true blue fan, or better yet, haven't read the books, watch the movie. While the movie is funnier, I find the book to be much more... detailed? It's not the right word but ish. Do both.
Getting in trouble. I'm a regular goody two-shoes (I know. BO-RING) and after a while, I got into trouble along with about 5 others for not doing work. It felt oddly good to see everybody's WTF expressions. But at the same time, I was internally freaking out (see post on Paranoia)
I made Nutella cookies today. They made me feel better.
Next post is a chapter of an untitled story which I may/may not continue on
See you whenever.
 

Graffiti

When I say, I like doodling, I'm not joking. The picture here is of my folder which I got just a week ago. Covering it with stuff was never my intention.
Doodling is a way I make my mark on the world. I'm too shy to do anything in public (oh, the horror) so I doodle. EVERYWHERE.
You can tell I'm a fangirl can't you? Don't worry, I won't annoy you with my fangirling. That's in Tumblr and Pinterest.
I'm a serial procrastinator but don't seem like one. I do my work burning the midnight oil but have it completed the next day.
I guess that's all.
I have a lyric coming up in my head. Will tell soon.

See you whenever.