Hiii

an other 5 Things

i feel like writing but i have no inspiration so ...

5 Things, I Hate

I'm not a hating person and i think i'm to young to hate things already (ok, that bull shit )...

I hate cold places!!: iwww i like it when  it snow but the cold is just horrible! Don't like it when i am shivering. it is just soooooo irritating annoying brrrr i realy don't like shivering

Lairs and unreliable people: I don't like it when people lie  Ok you can lie about some things if it is small. But when it is something personal. like when you tell a secret to some-one and he/ she tells it to some-one else. And you ask him/ her if he/she told some one and he/she says no and you find out he/ she did tell it then it hurts because you trusted that person. Anyway ...

Getting hurt: then i mean mentaly and not physical (♪♫lets get physical, physical♪♫...) 'cause physical doesn't hurt that much and when some one would beat me i won't care. unless it was ment and i like / love that person

Being ignored: I don't like it when people ignore me ... unless i want to be ignored...

Difficult words: I don'l like to ask what something means. Because then i feel dumb/ stupid ...

5 Songs i love

This is going to be very hard !! I love almost all my music

what's up- 4 non blondes: Every time my parents hear this song they tell me that when i was a little Mieke i would jump up and dance on this song ... i thing i was 1 year or some thing ... i think the song came out in 1993 and i'm from 1992 January so... i was a cool baby ... ( ok mabye not but ... )

Lying is the most fun a girl can have without taking her clothes off - Panic at the disco: I don't think i have a reason ... I just LOVE that song !!

The winner takes it all - abba: That is a wonderfull song !!

Iris - goo goo dolls: it is a beautyfull song and it comes in the movie city of angels which is a beauyful movie!!

I will always love you - Whitney houston : Whitney houston is great !!

5 Things about my past

Ok i'm not that old but there is a past

When i was a little Girl i wanted to be a boy. Because boys were allowed to climb trees and my mother didn't like it when i climb trees because i'm a girl and girls need to be calm and not wild ... so

When i was younger i hated the color Yellow... but then i came up with a theory that things you hate are the things you love the most so... then i started loving the color Yellow ( ok i still don't like liars or cold places... )

I always cried ( i still cry a lot) my parents called me "cry baby" and then i'd get angry and ... cry. I only cried when i was home. At school i was a happy child... not that i liked school

I  was very irritating. ( i still am )

I was super shy. (I'm still shy but not that shy any more)

hum that's it again

i'm trying to lose some weight this time i going to hold on! my goal is to weigh 99 lbs by 11  february now i'm 124 lbs soo !! Wish me luck!!

Big Kiss Mieke Xx.

Hii

I’m 16 years i'm half Belgain, half Ghanaian and racism has broken me. I’m the kind of girl who pretends that every thing is alright, but actually it's not. Now I don't get confronted with racism that much. But my brother, who I adore, (his is 15) still gets confronted with it. And every time he talks about it my heart breaks. One time I was sitting with some friends they noticed there was something wrong. first I said it was noting, but the second time I broke out and cried,  I’m the kind of girl who doesn't like to talk about her feelings and always says every things alright.

I remember when I was younger I could play with my classmates and have so much fun, but sometimes I noticed I was darker than them, what made me sad sometimes. My dad once said if I drank lots of milk I’d get lighter (what actually never happened and I’m sooo glad it wasn't true), so I drank as much milk as possible. (Maybe that’s why I’m addicted to milk) but I didn’t get lighter. Haha...

When I first when to high school some boys told my what racism was. Weeks after that day they said things like white power, that i had to shower myself in with spirit or  the drew a swastika (don’t know if it’s the right word) on the black board and of course I acted like noting was wrong. But I was so angry. But because I was acting like I didn’t care they stop quite fast. I don’t thing they how much that hurt me. I really hated my color back then. Some 2 years later there was a girl that hated me. Some of my friends said it was because of my color. Until one day she came to me to tell she acted like that because she was jealous of my color after then she used tonnes of foundation that was like 3 or 4 shades darker then her own skin.

From that moment I started thinking and looking at darker models. And more and more people started to say my skin color was beautiful. Of course there are still people who look at me with al look like -what is she doing her, why doesn’t she just go back to her own country- but I guess that’s life.

Now I’m very proud about my color. And I love it very much !! More then ever !!

Left My Cousin Bridget, In The Middle Me (Mieke) and Right My Sister Belinda we all were wearing Yellow

Big Kiss Mieke,

i feel so bored !!!

that was all i have to say

so

Bye Bye !!

<3!!

Xx.