Out of the Ordinary

I have always been the odd one out. From the moment I came onto this world with unusual bright red hair to my hot pink hair today. But it's not just because of my hair that I consider myself as 'out of the ordinary'. I can't really put my finger on what really makes me feel 'different'. I just always have and still do.

Lately though, I feel like I have been extensively exploring the more 'mainstream'... stuff. I say stuff because it's just SO MANY THINGS. I have come to enjoy happy, bubbly pop songs and Taylor Swift, been trying out all kinds of beauty products recommended by popular 'beauty gurus' on youtube, explored the world of more neutral colors in clothing and make-up and the like. Ok, you get the idea. Now all of this is great. But now, after a long time of exploring I'm starting to feel like all I'm striving for now is to be deemed 'normal' and have as many people as possible 'like' me or not make remarks about me, because I don't stand out. This is not good.

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Obviously, with my pink hair I get comments and remarks thrown at me at least once every day and this can be very tiring sometimes (but I'm NOT complaining about this because I know I shouldn't expect to go unnoticed with my hair). Sometimes I don't want to stand out and wish I could just walk down the street without everyone staring at me. I just want to be NORMAL, whatever that might mean.

Since a couple of days I've been feeling more confident again though. This exploration of the mainstream culture was interesting, but at the same time so boring. Hooray for quirkyness! Yay to music about zombies and ridiculous neon pink unicorn earrings! And lots of love to my pink hair! Those are things I love and I should let nobody influence what I should and shouldn't like to be deemed 'acceptable' for this society. It's a shame (but at the same time makes total sense) that the majority of people still judge others on their appearance. Most people probably won't regard me as a good employee or serious/intelligent/nice person just because of how I look. It's a shame, but that's just how it is and I'm going to have to deal with that.

On the subject of judging books by their covers, here is a great Tedtalk by model Cameron Russell.

I don't know exactly where I was planning on going with this post, but I think the main point I want to make is: 

STAY TRUE TO YOURSELF!

There is absolutely nothing wrong with loving things that might be deemed 'mainstream', but also don't be afraid to show your love for things that might be a little bit out of the ordinary (unless it's something nasty, then... just keep it to yourself n.n). Don't apologize for being happy or feel ashamed because you like a certain something. Guilty Pleasures are silly. We should all just be able to tell each other our so called guilty pleasures and laugh about them. A couple of mine are eating peanut butter out of the jar with a spoon and licking the bowl when I had a delicious dessert (yeah most of them are food related..)

If you show passion and enthusiasm for the things you love, others might show some appreciation and interest also! And if not, that's totally fine because nobody else has to love it but you!

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Envelopes with butterflies.

***It's nice to be back home again. I always bring rainy, cold weather with me, but that's fine for today. I've been quite a little bit sick for the past three days, which is rare for me. I'm almost never sick, or what I consider to be sick. Sick for me, personally, is not being able to get out of bed and unable to eat anything. So that's why I'm quite a little bit sick. I eat and move, but my head feels like it's been stuffed with cotton balls.

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Two nights ago I had some horrible nightmares. I don't know what about, but I do know they were awful. Today, my mum and I woke up at 5:30 am and had tea in her bed. We talked about how we both felt like something very important was going to happen today. Like the phone could ring at any moment, and that we had to go somewhere as soon as possible. No rings so far, though.
When I woke up I could hear the birds sing. When I had tea with my mum, we listened to the rain. I did nothing but read the second Hunger Games book on the train back home yesterday. I thought I had lost the ability the loose myself completely in a book, but I'm so happy to find out I haven't.

When I woke up this morning I felt like today could be a day I could fall in love. I don't feel like that very often. I want to send people envelopes with butterflies in them. Eat crackers with chocolate sprinkles.Read through my very old diaries when I would write about my stuffed animals.I just feel very happy/content today. (that's why this post has so many bunnies, too)

xoxo