Blog challenge day 21

"How you hope your future will be like"

I hope that I will be happy in my future. I don't nessesarily want to get married and have kids like everyone else. I just want to be happy in the future. The circumstances are not the important for me. I just want to be happy and remember what I have learned. I'd like to get an education though. Then I hope to be able to afford a large apartment and have a dog. And a cat. 

I hope I will stay young in mind, and that I will not be boring at the age of 30. I want to live the way I want to, and not miss out in a thing even if its stupid. I want to experience as much as I can, and I wanna find love that I can have fun with forever. Who knows I might even be with my current boyfriend in 10 years. :b

I hope that I'll be healthy, and that my family is good still. I hope to spend more time with Mette, and never stop seeing with Kristina. I'd like to try everything once and what I like, I'll try again. Adventures. Never turning down an opportunity, kinda like the movie "Yes-Man" only a bit more controlled. I loved that movie. It made his life so much better to say yes, and taking chances. It's like that in real life too. Just be positive. 

Blog challenge day 2

"Something you feel strongly about"

LIFE

There are so many people out there feeling like life isn't worth living. I'm serious, SO many more than you'd think. And I know that, because I used to be one of these people. If you feel like that, read on and know that things can change. You can change. It took me years to change this, but holy fuck I'm glad I changed! When you feel this way, you don't see how things can change, how things can get better. But they can. You just have to change the way you think. The way you look at things, and judge! Change that! Stop judging.

Live now
Yesterday is in the past, and you can't change the past - so why bother? Observe and describe what's here and now. Throw the shit you carry on your back away, leave it in the past where it belongs, and don't think about it. Accept what ever happened and move on. It's not as hard moving on than you might think. See it as a big fat sack of shit that you're just dragging around behind you - do you really need the content of that sack? Do you really need all of those things, feelings, thoughts that bring you down? No! Accept that it happened, and don't judge yourself or others, and just put it in the past and move on to what is right now. The future doesn't have to be of worry either. Don't worry.

Brighter lights in Copenhagen

A lot has happened since I last updated you guys. Yes, I got kicked out of school. My principle put me on hold for the year out, saying I could take third year over again. Like that's gonna happen. Two weeks after my big breakdown, I made a decision. A huge decision that was gonna turn my life upside down. I decided to move away from home. I moved to the opposite side of the country. I now live in a basement room below my sister and her boyfriend's apartment. I moved from the countryside to the capital. Yes, I now live in Copenhagen.
It was a big decision, but I cannot say it was a hard decision to make. I had nothing left to do in Jutland. I lost everything. The only thing that made me get up in the morning. After getting kicked out of school, I slept for days. I cried, slept, woke up, went to the bathroom, slept, woke up, cried, ate, went back to sleep.. I couldn't get myself to face the reality, so I just slept. I slept to keep away the pain.
My sister suggested that I could come and move in with her and her boyfriend. I had to think about it, cause it was a big decision in the middle of my chaotic state of mind. I did it. I moved.
When I first got here, my sister and I started looking for jobs for me. The first day I went out with job applications I was nervous. I handed over 6 applications that day. The next day I went out there again, and while handing over my 7th application I was offered a jobinterview right away. Sure I thought, and guess what - I got the job. Right then and there. I'm starting this week. I am a substitute at a kindergarden. I'm gonna work with small children. I am so glad. 2 weeks after getting kicked out of school, I had a job AND a place to live in Copenhagen.
We are renovating the basement I am going to live in. Today I finished painting all of the walls, and tomorrow we are going to paint the floor. THEN I'll be ready to move my stuff in, and we'll be going to IKEA on friday, to find me some new furniture. I've never been to IKEA before, so that's gonna be exiting.

Oh, and by the way... I'm going to a Simple Plan concert tomorrow!!! I'm so exited!! I love them! - the only con about it is, that I am going to the concert alone. Non of my friends like the music I like, and the once that do, doesn't have any money or don't have the time or whatever excuse.

That was all for this time, hope to update you guys soon again. This is a post written on a sleepless night. It's 2 AM, so I better try to sleep. Cya guys.

Reasons to live

friends - family .. Parents and siblings in particular! - eating and enjoying it - smoking cigarettes - a nice cup of your favorite coffee - When strangers smiles at you for no reason - being told you're beautiful - falling in love - being loved - refusing to give up - music - lying in the grass - pets and animals - the few seconds where you actually feel comfortable with yourself - concerts - achievements - good sex - freedom - internet - twitter - poetry - dying - apple products - buying stuff you want - singing - getting drunk once in a while. - kids. - not feeling lonely. - nailpolish  - stilettos.  - tattoos  - piercings - getting a haircut and liking it - sleeping - lying down and listening to music - Linkin Park - dreaming - singing - festivals - getting high  - not feeling pain - feeling pain - sunshine - rain - jeans - cuddling - kissing - to dance - romantic moments - crisps - mum's mashed potatoes - daddy's pancakes - Baresso iceblends - creativity - painting and drawing - photographing - laughing - heels - the touch - lying in your bed, smelling the sheets which has just been washed and then hung out to dry in the summer breeze.

That's all for now. I might write some more in an up-following post.

- Kiri Rehmeier

fortæl om en, du beundrer

Jeg beundrer en af mine veninder, der hedder Julie. Hun har hele verden imod sig, men hun forbliver i tilværelsen, på trods af at hun kæmper den hårdeste kamp hver eneste dag. Hun er fantastisk, og jeg tror at når hun en dag står på den anden side af alt det her, så ved hun noget som vi andre ikke gør.

Spørgsmål fra Formspring.me

Ask me anything

Untitled

Jeg kan ikke mere..

Slut. Færdig.

The Sun

The sun.. Though it is painful to look at, I consider it one of the most beautiful sights in the world. Feeling the light in your eyes. The warmth in your body, and seeing the golden lines before your eyes, while half closed. The beauty of what gives life to the people. If only I could melt with it. Touch it. Burn up in flames, and feel the beauty, the life and everything that's true rush in my body. To feel alive just for one second, to die afterwords. Do something that is so selfish, but yet so true and pure. To get to feel the alliance between life and death. To finally get to know, what we spend our whole lives searching for - the true meaning of life. To realize that all we have been doing our whole lives, lead us to this particular moment where we realize that no matter what we had spend our lives doing, it wouldn't have made a difference. That we live once, and that we cannot have a do-over. All the choices we made. It lead us to the same place no matter if they were right or wrong, or whatever they would be considered.

Ar på sjælen

Tweet

Der var engang en pige. Hun blev mobbet i skolen. Ingen ville kendes ved hende. Hun følte sig hadet. Hun troede at verden ville være bedre tjent uden hende. Men hun turde ikke gøre noget. Hun vidste ikke hvad hun skulle gøre. Så hun gjorde ikke noget ved hendes tilværelse. Hun gjorde noget ved sig selv. De ting der skete omkring hende hun ville ønske hun kunne flygte fra.

Hvor den pige er idag, ved igen. Måske er hun død. Væk for altid. Måske gemmer hun sig, og er bange for at komme ud. Måske tør hun ikke, fordi hun er bange for at blive såret igen. Man tror det er slemt mens man stadig har sårene. Mens de stadig er friske. Men man tror på at det en dag skal gå over. Hvad pigen ikke vidste var, at det er værre at have arene. Arene på hendes sjæl brænder hver gang hun tænker på den gang. De gange der er blevet smidt bolde og beskidte bemærkninger efter hende. De gange hvor alle har været imod hende. De gange hun er blevet valgt sidst til holdet i idrætstimerne. De gange hvor hun er blevet råbt af, og svinet til. De gange hun har følt sig glemt. De gange hvor hun var sikker på at hun var usynlig, fordi ingen så hende. Og mange andre tidspunkter. De øjeblikke man aldrig glemmer. De følelser der gør allermest ondt. De ligger i hende. Og det vil de altid gøre.

Der var engang en anden pige. Hun kigger sig i spejlet. Hun ser en pige, der har alt hvad hun har brug for, og mere til. Hun skammer sig. For hun er ikke tilfreds. Hun er tilfreds med hendes liv, men hun kan ikke være lykkelig for det. Hun har alt hvad hun kunne ønske sig, men noget stopper hende. Hun er ikke lykkelig. Hun lider af de ar der er på hendes sjæl. Hun har ofte sagt, at hun snart ikke kan mere. Og hun mener det altid. Men fordi hun har så meget, om hun kan være lykkelig for det eller ej, så kan hun ikke bare smide det hele på gulvet. Det er også godt. Hun fortsætter. I håbet om at det en dag vil ændre sig. Alt hun har er håbet.