A Wonderful World

I just don't feel enough creative to come up with a proper title to be honest with you. Such a shame.

You actually don't have to read this blog post and by saying that I really am not kidding cause you'll probably think I'm trying reverse pyschology on you. I'm a bigger crazy gal than that. I try normal pyschology on you, other than some other people.

So yeah you can simply skip this blog post cause I'm gonna write another one after this one but this is important I just wanna say that.

13 billion euros are needed to end world hunger.
Meanwhile, total 17 billion euros are used/wasted (whatever you wanna call it) to perfumes.

1 out of 3 toddlers (below age 5, just in case) are dying in Afghanistan because of deadly diseases and hunger.
Meanwhile, people are dying because of eating too much.

A photographer once saw a little kid in Africa, dying of hunger, with a falcon waiting to strike. He won the photo of the year award. When he took the picture, he shuffled away. Who cared about that kid?

A man in Africa is drinking water from a small pool of rain water while a camper is wandering around with his camera with over 2 litres of water.

... Man, reading these all over makes me think that we're all animals. I shall really drink water right now and store it inside and then write a proper blog post which I finally returned to my real self. Or I may have some serious problems with wasted water.
Oh what a wonderful world we live in.

My Issues With Basic Subjects

.. This blog post's title was actually meant to be "my issues with my mom's cookies" but I said "man that's a lot of teasing, I should stop."..... HAHA, I got you right? I don't have a proper self control, to be honest with you. I mean c'mon, who on Earth has one these days? Well, I know someone in Mars with that ability but that's for another blog post.

Right now, I shall continue writing about how I came up with this ridiculous title. So yeah the first reason was totally a huge lie, so here's the truth: my mom HATES it when I name a blog post with even a letter in "c-o-o-k-i-e" since she knows they don't suck. Don't know why, my mom doesn't want to be famous to the internet's nets (hah) since I seriously doubt someone will actually read and comment to a blog post called this (you have to look up now.)... Thanks mom.
So yeah, I have some issues with basic subjects. And here we go. The first one's about Skulduggery (naturally).
Why does he have to be such amazing charmer? I mean, just look at him. Man, that guy's just natural. Yeah.

Second, is about Derek's blog. He makes some cool dog behaviour something cooler, that you think there should be a movie about it. Well there is a movie about a barking dog with all the good stuff like a pea sized brain, you should watch it, I think it's name was philip or something?... Anyways you got it.

(man, I can win an oscar about how I just used wrote philip correctly. Or did I? *concerned face*)
So anyways, and the last one goes to me. Yes. That's to you.
( Oh my mom just looked at my screen and I feel devastated. I'm sure she just smelled the cookie word here. Oh no what have I done? I wrote it again, ok ok, I'm alright. sigh.)

Why do you have to be perfect, me? Hah, I got you, I'm never perfect, bah. So here's the real one: Why do you have to be such a bossy when the subject goes to Van Gogh? I mean that guy's awesome and he has a twitter account. That's a way of proving awesomeness right? But everything aside, that guy's the only one who really understood life. The real heroes are the crazy ones at the end eh? Oh I like that quote.

So I shall leave your poor screens alone with a small note. Another gal in my class (who really is obsessed with paramore and skins and hunger games. That's why we're so alike),  wrote on twitter that she liked turtles. If she's reading this, I recommend her to read the bit about crazy people, ok, right everything ok, mom's not mad, phew! Yeah so I shall leave now, bye!

The Cookie Talk

Ok, I remembered I should have written about cookies thanks to a girl in my class whose name should be known as "The Girl In My Class Who Is Sitting Right In Front Of Me".... Ok I was totally messing up, she has no idea that I'm writing about her here and it should stay like that, for my own health.
So yeah, cookies, yes.... Hmm... They're nice and uhh, they have different tastes and smells. My favourite is the gingerbread and chocolate ones and uhh.... They're nice they're like one of many things you can do to some food to revive Sheakspeare style soap opera tragedies... Couldn't understand let me explain. You love this cookie, you love it, you hold hands together, you get married, you have kids and then you eat it. Such tragedy.
And...
ummmm... Bah, OK I'm done, too much cookie talk. I'm gonna eat a cookie now if you excuse me.

An Efficient Way To Spend 5 Minutes From Your Life

Oh hi.  You read the title I guess. If you're still here, bless your face. [I thank very much to Toby Turner for inventing such great saying, since it startles everyone who reads/listens it ]

... Alright I surrender, I am so totally bored right now that I can't even assault people with my annoying fan behaviour.
So I can't actually call this a blog post since it's me babbling once again. Pff, teenagers here.
So people are asking me, what happened on this day ,you know, it's the Children's day in my country. So it is a MUST to do something weird and I did, I wore pink today.
Oh, sorry you'll probably forget me before I can actually wear pink. Of course you'll not, I'm kidding.
So yeah, I just wasted half of my energy in twitter so I really am feeling drained and I just listened to some guy on TV trying to pronounce a Turkish guy's name and I feel more drained than ever and I started to write about non sense.
Sorry for wasting you 5 minutes. A youtube video called "A good way to waste 5 minutes of your life" will never stand against my crime. and with this, I am not kidding.
So I shall retreat to the kitchen.

Blog Fail

I got 3 viewers of my blog and I'm feeling good.
... That's a lie. And I have several for that, I assure you.
This one teacher stole my friggin skulduggery ring... SKULDUGGERY RING! Now you know I'm pretty pissed right, so I'll give you a favour with a highly short blogspot, mostly for the 3 viewers, cause probably I won't be able to get viewers before I get famous, somehow. I would be honoured to share a pic but I can't since I cant find anything creative worth posting it here cause I don't have my friggin ring!
So now I'll have dinner.

Here's A Boring One :P

Yeah, sorry but I really wasn't trying to give the effect of reverse phsycology here, wish I could but yeah as I wrote, this entry is odd and boring and contains lots of babbling but I hope I'll have SOMEONE to read though, I'm quite bored now, I need a cheer up.
So yeah, I'm chilling in deviantart and checking out how awesome the arts were and other and all skul's pses were awesome and I was going mad... Nothing very good you see. I'm a zombie skulduggery nerd after all.
And I really don't know about your mood guys but I really feel like I'm OK with some movie news and discussions cause as every minion does, I really want Skulduggery to be on big screen (he deserves it SOO much) so let's cross our fingers! Don't try it if you're a zombie, there, it causes problems, trust me.
So other than that, I'm gonna post a whole blog post about the infamous and amazing and stunning (other adjectives) quotes of the characters of Skulduggery Pleasant, which will be pretty fun to read I promise, unlikely to these ones :P So I'll go off before I cause any problems to my dear viewers who are probably complaining about how boring this zombie is so yeah, contact me from twitter or here or anywhere you can see me around :D
Bye then! ;]

--your minion, Skulduggery Pleasant Nerd