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Sunday, December 4, 2016

Girl Online

Hiii Guys!

It's getting late like always, but like I've told you before, the evening is my time to write. I haven't written for a little while, but at least I managed to fix things in my lil world so certain people stopped bugging me. Mission accomplished. Gone for a week now. Hopefully for as long as possible.
#Please!

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"It's a world where people think it's OK to hide behind their screens 
and their usernames and say poisonous things about a person they don't even know."

"I hate the way you can forget all about the things and people that have hurt you, 
but then a dream brings them flooding back."

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It's simply not fun when you love writing, but then those people who try to ruin your life keep on reading it. Why do you want to stay updated on my life? MOVE ON! 

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"You'll get over this eventually and move on, but if he's the kind of guy who can be so deceitful then he'll never be happy."

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The good news is... I'm really happy now. I won't be in two days or next week, because I have an exam coming up and I am one of those people who cram until they start feeling dizzy or anxious or both at the same time. 

But this post is about something else. I've read the first Girl Online book by Zoella

Here comes my opinion. I'm warning you, I'm a Scorpio, so expect honesty. 

When I started reading the book I had lots of negative remarks. I found it too perfect and at the same time so cliché. Penny had these perfect parents, such a great best friend, a good brother, and she also found the perfect boyfriend. I mean, that never happens. Somebody must be nuts.




#2 Blogging isn't that easy. I enjoy writing, but promoting my blog isn't my strong side. Besides, I get really shy when I tell people about it. I want them to read it, but at the same time I wonder if I'm not giving away too much about myself. However, it is nice notice that somebody has actually read it and  tells you that they enjoyed it. The truth is, getting 300 reactions on a blog post within one night is pretty much an impossible goal for many bloggers. 

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"Once, in the middle of a maths exam, I got this awesome idea for a blog -- at the time I was certain it would be the funniest, most interesting blog I'd ever written. I'd come up with a really clever title and everything. But then I got lost in the sea of algebra and when I came out of the exam the only letters I could think of were x and y. I still can't remember what that blog post was supposed to be about."

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Número Tres. I understand that Penny was a highly awkward person, but all the accidents at the beginning of the book are really too much. In general: This story is absolutely not possible to happen within a month of time in real life.

So I complained about it till maybe page 50. I read every evening and I honestly couldn't stop. Some chapters end with such a cliff-hanger that you want to keep on reading. It also reads very easily. A real page-turner I'd say! Haven't read a book like that in a little while.

Anxiety receives a special place in the story, which I was happy to notice. I know Zoella suffers from it and so do I. It's nothing pleasant and it also differs from person to person. Personally I have (social) anxiety, but maybe I should sacrifice a separate blog post to discuss this topic. I praise her for talking about a subject, which is misunderstood. Even by parents. So with whom you can discuss it, are people who also have it or with specialists. The book shows how you feel sometimes and that even though you hate it, in the moment you feel paralysed by it. The book mentions some tips, which are helpful. In general, I appreciate that she talks about it publicly so that makes shy people like me realise that it's okay to tell it to people. It doesn't make you weird. 

"When you get panicky, don't fight it. That makes it a million times worse. Just say to yourself 'OK, I'm feeling anxious right now, but that's all right'."


Can't wait to buy the next book to read it on my way back home! 

MissCherry xo

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