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Hey, are you feeling down, raging mad, self-conscious, or perfectly fine? Well, whatever you're feeling right now, you might not be feeling anything at all. You are special. You have a purpose in life, we all do. Even if our purpose is working at a fast food industry, or saving lives everyday, you do you! You are great in every way. You might not even notice it, but you are unique, special, and of course limited edition, duh. Don't EVER let anyone throw you around, okay? You have to stand up for yourself, say no, stop, and walk away from shit people that treat you like dirt. I've been in that situation, and as much as you want to just be quiet and ignore the fact that you're getting picked on. You have to stand up for yourself, and leave those jerks and get your sass on and find better people to hang out with. The reason why I'm writing about this specific subject is because there are many people that needs to hear this, a couple of years back, I'd want to hear this. I was the most self-conscious, scared and not a single bit confident person. I cared so much about what people thought of me. And if I was good enough. And to be honest, it's still the same. But, luckily, my confidence has gone from -10000 to 10000. And I honestly couldn't be more thankful. And now you're wondering, who and what are you thankful for? And well, I'm thankful for my family, friends, and my best friend. They have made me a more confident and independent person. So, thank you for that.

So, exam week is coming up, really quickly. So I want to wish you all good luck and you know, don't worry. You'll nail it. Seriously. And if you don't. Back at it again.


Laters,


XX itsRebecca

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Hey, it's me. I thought this blog post can be about all the stupid shit I've done throughout my life. I can't really fit it into this blog post unfortunately. But there are manyyy. But to be honest, I actually love looking back at my stupid mistakes, because I realise now how much I have changed as a person. And sometimes that's a bad thing, but honestly, I love the person I'm becoming right now. Okay this is getting cheesy, haha. But, well let's start with when I broke a toilet with a hockey stick. I know, I know what you're thinking right now. Like who the hell is this girl?? If you insist, I'll absolutely introduce myself. Hello my name is Rebecca, and I am completely out of my mind sometimes(sometimes=always), which was probably the reason behind this stupid action of mine. I was a pretty crazy child when I was younger, I was all over the place. Literally. So, I had... Have. Serious anger issues that make me do a ton of stupid things. Well, I obviously got mad at someone or something. And I thought to myself, hey, lets bash something! What about that toilet over there? Yeah that was literally what was going through my head at the time.. I got caught, and my parents had to come to the school and talk to my teachers. Luckily I didn't have to pay, but oh boy did my mum and dad make sure that I payed BIG time! But, you know. I've learned from my mistakes, and HOPEFULLY that won't happen again. Have a great monday everyone!

Laters,

XX itsRebecca

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Have you ever wondered what it would be like to build a house? Designing and furnishing your own house, making it just the way you like. Well, I’ll tell you what it would be like, or should I say, what it IS like. Well, to begin with. It sucks. Totally sucks. Totally, TOTALLY sucks. If you’d imagine the time it took for the formation of earth, about a couple of billions of years I’d say is about right. Well, triple that number. And there you go. You have got yourself a date of when your house will be finished. Oh don’t you worry, the builders will probably add a couple of more years into your house building schedule. The human existence will probably die out before your house is actually finished, but hey, at least before that happens, they hopefully finished the outside of the house. yay. I know I should be really grateful because, duh, my family is building a house. Well, not my family, it’s technically the builders, but I swear to god that the house would be finished by now if my family was building it. Cause at least they would show up everyday. Just joking. But I am truly grateful of actually getting a house to live in, some people don't even have a roof over their head. So, I should probably stop complaining and suck it up. Okay, hold on… Yep, it’s sucked up. Haha, just joking. All I need to know at the moment is that happiness isn’t about getting what I want all the time. It’s about me loving what I’ve already got. And being grateful for it. I hope you guys had a great weekend, tomorrow is a new week with new opportunities!


Laters, itsRebecca


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We've all had that thought of dropping out and starting to work at mcdonalds. But we've also done the calculations and came to the conclusion that the money won't be enough. So we have second thoughts, and it ends up with us going to school anyways. Hey guys, we're all aware that school has just started, and it's nowhere near ending. Sadly. Don't get me wrong, school's great and all, but it comes to that point when you've had enough. I should really not have this conversation right now.. Cause school just started on Monday. But waking up to a perfect episode of gossip girl in the morning was great. Honestly. I want to travel, explore the world, not sit in front of a desk 6 hours a day. School is the definition of stress. Did you know that you gain weight when you stress? Just joking, I've seen waaay too many movies, hah. Did you guys know that the second season of river dale was released today? I am literally freaking out right now!

So I guess that leaves it for this blog post, netflix marathon here we goo!!!

Laters,

XX itsRebecca

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Hey, its me again. Do you remember me? Well you’ve certainly haven’t got enough of me yet I hope. Well I’ve been keeping busy these past days. You know the usual, Netflix, eating, sleeping, studying, Netflix, eating, sleeping, and well studying. But I’m back and better than ever. I honestly do not know how to start my ‘moving to another country experience explanation’ to you people. And here we go, my decision making problems. If you have no idea what I’m talking about, then I suggest you go read my first blog post before reading this one. Thanks. I’ve gotten a lot of complements about my first blog post, and many comments. And by the way, there all from my friend Hallie, shoutout to Hallie! yay. No but seriously, you should see my comment from Jesus, its spectacular, it says “I thought your blog was very holy and sacred!!! AMEN.” That is a quality comment everyone. Okay I should really get to the point of this blog post. And God knows how long that will take. Haha, Jesus, God. I’m hilarious. Well once again, Rebecca, get to the fricking point.


So as you all know by now, it all started 4 years ago when my dad came home from work as usual. He had a weird face, like not as weird as it usually is but you get what I mean. I’m joking, sorry dad I love you. And he sat down and really all of a sudden had a highly serious face. My family all sat down, and he told us that he had been offered a job in Australia.Like I didn’t even know Australia existed. I was 10 for christ sake. Still joking, hehe. But it wasn’t really a country I had thought of before, it was so far away. Like 24 hours away. I was so shocked after those words came out of my father’s mouth. What happens next after that is blurry, I don’t really remember what happened. All I know is that I was mad. And for the people who has seen me mad, it is NOT a pretty sight. Anyways within 6 months of sadness, anger and frustration, and of course moving from MY FAVOURITE HOUSE EVER!


We took our boat and got off to Australia. Of course it took us a couple of decades, but it was all fine in the long run. I am totally joking, again. We took a plane, and let me remind you, it was 24 HOURS! We arrived in Australia, and we moved into our house. Which was furnished, because we OF COURSE had to wait 3 months for our furnitures to come to Australia. I started school 2 weeks after we moved to Australia. And of course I chose the wrong uniform to wear on the first day. So yeah, my first day of school sucked. I even cut my finger in cooking class. Oh and I started in term 4 in year 5 btw. The first month of school literally sucked. I wasn’t sure about my english and the level of my confidence wasn’t even low, it was lower than low, okay? So of course there were many mean kids that teased me about my english and the way I looked. Like I can’t help the way I look, if you get distracted by my beautiful blonde hair and my Scandinavian face, then that’s your problem. Haha still joking.


And well I guess life moved on, though it was really tough being without my best friend, Julia. It was like a 9 hour difference with our timezones, so it was difficult to connect in the beginning. Surprisingly, me and Julia couldn’t be more connected than now. Love you Julia. And well now I’m in high school, life’s good. At the moment. Who knows, I might move to another country soon. But the best part of it, you’ll never know what will happen tomorrow, so be grateful for today.


Laters,


XX itsRebecca

Ps. Sorry this blog post is long, but if you complain, the next one will be longer. Cheers.

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Hey I'm Rebecca, I was born and raised in Sweden. When I was about 10 1/2 years old I found out that me and my family was moving to Australia. Ironic huh? Of course I was devastated, like who wouldn't? Ever since I moved to Australia I've been told that I should start a blog to write about my experience in a new country. Well, here I am 3 1/2 years later sitting in my room writing about the exact same thing that I was told to write about 3 1/2 years ago. But I decided to change it up a bit, instead of just writing about my experience in moving to another country, I can write about my whole life. Isn't that fun?! I know you're hyped right now, but you should probably calm dow, I don't want you to break something while jumping up and down of excitement. Okay let's get to the point. But before we do so, you should know some things about me. As I've said, I was born and raised in Sweden, blah, blah, blah. I am 14 years old, as you've already calculated at this point I guess. I love playing tennis, well at least for now, I have a tendency for changing stuff about my life very, very quickly. Especially when it comes to sport. Is it just me or playing soccer, rugby, or hockey in teams bore you out? I am a strong independent woman, and I don't need anyone to help me or work with me. Because at least when I work independently my work gets done. Okay I'm joking, sometimes it's good with teamwork or whatever, but seriously, I hate working with other people. No offence. One thing you should know about me is that I can seriously not make decisions, it's impossible, I'd rather get other people to make decisions for me. And you can NOT ask me what the hell to do next after we've baked the cookies. OKAY?? Cause honestly, I have no idea. If I could be completely honest to you when I introduced myself to you, it would probably be something like this;

Hi, my name is Rebecca and I'm 14 years old. I love lying in my bed all day and watching netflix. And if i may, I'll add in that I very often smuggle in candy and ice cream to my room. Not that my parents already knew that. Whatever. I'd rather not hang out with anyone because I just feel comfortable staying at home watching gossip girl.

But this is usually how it comes out;

Hi my name is Rebecca and I'm 14 years old. I love sport, I exercise a lot and eat plenty of healthy food. I am a very social person, I am soo busy on the weekends because its full of shopping, exercising, and beach hang.

You guys gotta admit that this is totally true for some of you, otherwise I've probably lived in a lie all my life. whoops. I am literally noticing this now, but this is a long as blog post. So I guess you just have to wait until my next post to find out my BIG experience in moving to another country.


Laters,

XX itsRebecca

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