No, no, that was I dumb one…

Laughter is an important part of life, but sometimes it can be difficult to find. Therefore the human being has invented jokes. Of course it resulted in this: there now exits brilliant jokes and dumb jokes. And I think the biggest part contains dumb ones. Sometimes I hit my palm against my face and think: “Oh please, don’t, don’t say that again. It was so lame.” But people can’t seem to know when a joke is bad or good. In my opinion it shouldn’t be that difficult to know - if your crowd laugh, it’s a good one if they don’t, you should consider something else.

I, myself doesn’t need jokes to make people laugh. I’m a silly person to watch and be around I can simply make a weird face or make a squeaky sound and people will start laughing. If they laugh at me or with me, I don’t know. The important thing is that people should think twice before they tell a joke. The situation can be (will always be) awkward if a joke isn’t funny or doesn’t suit the time and place. But of course, if you tell a good one the atmosphere will get brighter and better, and you might break an embarrassing silence.

So what is my point with this messy talk? Well not much actually it just annoys me a bit when people tell dumb jokes and don’t know it. I mean, you must have got the joke from somewhere right? Then you should consider getting new sources because “knock-knock”-jokes aren’t amusing anymore. If you were in doubt…

Friends, dreams and Superwholock - Sid's life

This a little story about me, my life as it currently is. I might not be the most active of people, I am I guess an internet-person-thingy of sorts, I spend most of these days going to school, coming home, doing homework, watching tv-shows, tumblr, reading, drawing, sleeping eating - yeah might not be the most interesting of lives. Currently I'm in math-class, beside is my friends Sofie and Markus (aka Marpunzel - because of his lovely princess-hair).
I don't really have anything to write about (if you hadn't guessed) so I'll just ramble on about my life, and stuff and things.

So, my friends, what is there to tell, well people who are willing to be my friend without me forcing them to, are obviously insane. My friends are a bunch of weird people, but I love them anyway:
Sille is the one friend I know will always be there for me (even though she recently forgot my birthday...) We've known each other for about 3.5 years and in that time we've done a lot of stuff together, and I like to think I know her very well, I know what can get her angry, and I know what can make her smile - that is also why she can never stay mad at me (for more than 2.6 minutes).
Sofie is the Sherlock to my Watson, the TARDIS to my Doctor, the Sam to my Dean, the Taz to my Up... and I could go on, but I won't because I'd get a bit to nerdy/weird. Sofie and I met in august last year, when we started in the same class in a new school, I don't know about her, but I knew right away that we were going to be good friends, and I like to think we are.
With Markus/Marpunzel I felt the other way around I met him some time ago, we were in a school thing together for 4 days, when I walked home the last day I remember telling Sille: "I hope I'll never have to see that guy again!" but as it turned out we started in the same class in august, but I decided to give him another chance, it turned out he's an okay guy, even though he is from Norway... At least we pretend to be friends even though we actually are enemies...
I have other friends too, and I'm sure some of them will be mad at me for not writing about them... Some other time...

Something else I could ramble about is Superwholock, or "Supernatural", "Doctor Who" and "Sherlock", tv-shows which I spend a great deal of time watching, and I blame tumblr... It started harmlessly with Doctor Who, then Sherlock and the Sofie introduced me to Supernatural, which I am currently watching a lot, and I get very nerdy about it sometimes, which annoys Marpunzel a great deal - but what does he know about anything? Nothing, nothing at all? Le Marpunzel know le nothing about le anything :D

Also I have weird nightmares about Marpunzel...

I might have to return to my math lesson now... Later peepz!

Politeness - where are you?

A few days ago I had my first Spanish lesson. My teacher tried to explain us that you always had to be very polite when you spoke to others in Spanish. She said: “Even though we Danes never speak that polite, not even to strangers.” Then it hit me - we don’t. Why can that be? Have all the politeness suddenly left our cold little country and went to places like Spain? Well, no it hasn’t. I got prove off that it’s still here. But the funny thing is that it now exists in the tongue of children and not grownups. I was working at the local supermarket the other day, sitting at the floor, placing some bottles with beer on the lowest shelve. A 5-year old kid and his mom walked by me, discussing if he should get some yogurt for kinder garden the next day. He stoped right beside me and asked: “Do you have yogurt here? You know, the ones in small cups.” We were at the same height, so I looked right into his very serious face and answered: “If you go to the right and then straight ahead you should find them.” He almost bowed for me and said: “Thank you!” That might not be the best example but that little kid has been one of the most polite customers I’ve ever helped. I think it’s a shame that the politeness is almost gone in Denmark. I’m pretty sure the only times I’ve been really polite was the time I was in the bus and asked an old lady if she wanted my seat. So what I’m trying to say is that it’s a shame that we don’t show so much respect anymore. Because when you’re being polite you show that you have respect to another person. I’m not saying we should get long forgotten words back in the Danish language, or the English for that matter, but I still think we could learn something from the Spanish people. Being polite isn’t old-fashioned and sometimes I wonder what the world would be like if we still showed respect like we did once, not many years ago.

New years...

Well, it is, I guess, kind of a boring topic, and a bit to typical maybe, but I'm doing it anyway ... haha!
But what I really want to "talk" about is new years resolutions, last year I made one to stop eating mammal-meat, and I've kept it.
But, this year I've not made a new years resolution in the same way, I've made a list of wishes and hopes for 2012, and no, that list does not contain "I hope the world doesn't end" because I simply do not get the whole 2012-fanaticism. It has things like "Start giving back to those who have given me so much" and "Start telling what I really feel" aaaand other things, that might only matter to me, and maybe my closest, that is, I guess, the point of new year resolution, we promise things to ourselves and mostly we don't keep it, yep, it's very human...
It seems to me that the things we humans are best at is breaking promises and most of the promises we break is the ones we made to ourselves, I myself is really bad at this "I'm going to do some running tomorrow..." and when it suddenly is tomorrow "It can wait to Thursday..." and at that point when something can "wait till Thursday" we all know it'll never happen.
And new year resolutions is the ultimate promise to break, we promise little silly things like that we'll start running or something like that, and to be honest; I'm surprised that I succeeded in not eating mammal-meat for an entire year, and of course I'm planning on continuing not doing so.
So yeah, new year resolutions - a weird thing...