Being Italian, Isn't It Great? :)

"Family means no one gets left behind or forgotten" quoted from David Ogden Stiers. Now before I get on about what the quote means, or how it resembles what im about to write about, who else thought Lilo And Stich when they first read that? I was sitting in my bed reading that quote and saying "Davie didn't say that, Lilo did" but then I actually did some research, turned out he really did say that. Anyways if you follow my twitter (mariawatson150) you would of noticed my interesting tweet. The tweet was basically what happened at my nonnas tonight, well last last night now because its almost three in the morning where I am. Anyway were having our usual get together, where my nonna or grandmother if you prefer to say grandmother made way, WAY too much food, and overloaded the plates so much, I sat there contempt plating how long it would take for the plate to break if I didn't help my plates hefty burdon. So when I was finally done, and by this time let me tell you, I felt like the equivalent to a Snorlax, my nonna or grandmother came around asking, well more like telling us to eat more. Now I already feel like a Snorlax who doesn't think they can get back into its pokeball, all I really needed at that moment was a really, really, REALLY, long nap. Thus by feeling this way I declined my nonnas offer of feeding me more. For those who aren't Italian and dont understand whats wrong with this I will explain. By me saying no to eating more, my nonna now thinks that I dont love her and when I said "ok ill have a little bit more", she gave me half a tray of lasagna. Lets just say I ate dinner at seven, its three now and the side affects are still there.

There is one thing I can describe my family with, because that is literally how my family is, and that one thing is My Big Fat Greek Wedding. For all those people out there who dont know, even though I mentioned it above, im Italian, not Greek, so lets change it to My Big Fat Italian Wedding, even though im not getting married and it would be illegal because im sixteen. But other than that my life is basically the same. I have many aunts and uncles, tons of cousins who have the same name( except in my family the name is Maria instead of Nicki, I can hear you telepathically talking to me now saying "Imagine Christmas". This is what happens, someone yells "Maria" and fifty heads turn around, no joke.) and no one knows what a vegetarian is. You dont know how many times that iv'e said that one of my friends are vegetarian and my family asks if they would like some meat source on there pasta. So that basically describes my entire family and there no need to make a movie because they basically already made one by the time I was six. Oh and I forgot one more thing that this movie has that realtes to my family, whenever there is a wedding, the bride always looks like a big frosted white cupcake, Oh and one more thing, theres no such thing as yelling, if you think were yelling its us just talking normally(sometimes I really do think my families deaf.). So yeah that movie basically describes my family, dysfunctional, loud, big, happy, and food, lots of it. But I love them and I know ill never get left behind or forgotten even though I have twenty first cousins with the same name as me.

Insomnia

"insomnia is my greatest inspiration." quoted from Jon Stewart. I think you are correct there Stewy, because its because of my insomnia, which I believe was caused from me being on holidays, has made me create this submission. Though I do have one tiny winey little bitty question, isn't insomnia great!?!. I mean just subtract the tiredness, the bags under eyes and the feeling like your going to faint at any minute and its amazing. Now if you haven't realized this at the moment im from Australia so its pretty early in the morning here, and for some odd reason I cant sleep. Though I think there is a possibility that I cant sleep because iv'e been waking up at 4 o clock in the afternoon for the past 3 weeks, so that might be the reason for me not going to sleep ( Im so screwed when I have to go back to school).

But besides all the points mentioned above isn't insomnia great. For example if I wasn't so tired being awake by myself, I would of never thought that it would be a good idea to see how cookies taste like if you put baking soda in them. Let me repeat this, baking soda not powder, I believe now that as I am typing this down I am witnessing my own downfall into stupidity. For all those people who want to try cookies with baking soda, dont it tastes disgusting, I tried putting Nutella on top of them and it still tasted gross(and I believed Nutella made everything taste better until today.). Therefore I believe I have made yet another point on why insomnia is also amazing, It has the most magical way of lowering your IQ by making you do extremely stupid things. Now im not the biggest fan of K-pop but iv'e listened to Gangnam Style about 50 times tonight because I felt like learning the dance( And I dont mean the cowboy part where your jumping and spinning an imaginary lasso, I mean the entire dance). I also now believe insomnia also causes people, or maybe just me to go just a tiny bit loco, because I even re-enacted the scene where the girl in the train gets her hair blown backwoods. Lets just say me and the hairdryer are not best of friends anymore as she made my hair look like a birds nest.

I think this is only me, but does anyone else get the strange sudden desire to dress up as something in the middle of the night and pretend to be a lunatic?( even though we are all lunatics just in secret. kind of like ninjas without there black suits.) For some odd reason I felt like dressing up as Pikachu with a hot pink toto on for no sane reason. Therefore I can guarantee ladies and gentlemen reading this from all over the world that if school does not come soon, I will slowly make my decent to insanity, all thanks to insomnia. If any of you reading this who do see a girl who looks about 16 in a Pikachu costume and a pink toto say hello because thats most likely going to be me if I continue my extremely odd sleeping patterns.   

Dont want to grow up

"A grown up is a child with layers on" quoted from Woody Harrelson. Is it so wrong for me to believe that I dont want to grow up yet? I am turning 17 this year and I haven't even got my Ls yet. Most of the girls in my year already have there learners, and I can honestly say im tired of hearing the same question from noisy 16 year old girls, who think my life is the most interesting thing thats happened since Lady Gaga. The question, you may ask is "OMFG, like, why dont you have them yet?, you are like, so old enough to get them, like, whatever" ( Insert a really annoying dumb girl voice). So maybe the question didn't sound exactly like that, but you get my point. Though in all honesty the real question is, is that why dont I want to get my Ls. I dont want to learn to drive so I can get out of parents house as soon as I turn 18. The answer to this question is so simple, though unfortunately not many people want to agree with me. I in my most honest opinion, simply just dont want to grow up.

 I still want to go to sleep with a nightlight on because even though there aren't strange horned creatures under my bed or in my closet, I know there are still monsters. I still want my mum to give me hug whenever I want even though im not upset or in the blues. I still want sorry to mean something. I still want to play Pokemon on my pink 3ds, because I wish my life was filled with adventure. When I think of all this stuff that I still want, I finally realized why Peter Pan never wanted to grow up. Being a grown up sucks. If you met at 30 year old who still slept with a nightlight, always had her mum around to give her hugs every two minutes, played Pokemon on a pink 3ds, yelling at the top of her lungs because she couldn't catch that ultra rare Pokemon, on your way to school, would you sit next her? Probably not because most people would think she would be insane. Though if you ever meet that 30 year old woman in about 14 years, say hello to her because that would most likely be me.

Though I have to ask though, is it really that bad to not want to grow up? In all honesty if I had Peter Pans power to never grow up, I would never grow up. If someone had a spare anti aging potion because there from Hogwarts School Of Witchcraft And Wizardry and gave it to me, I would drink it without a second thought. I would happily turn into a 6 year than be a soon to be 17 year old. I dont want to go into Year 11 because I dont want to grow up and do my HSC, then go to University. I can guarantee to everyone reading this, that I will probably never grow up. I may get old physically though I cant imagine myself without my childish naivety. Its something that I dont want to ever lose because once you have lost it, its gone and as unpleasant as it may seem, we can never get it back.

So to all those noisy 16 year olds who have asked me "Why dont you have your Ls?" the real answer is that,  I want to dance in a frilly pink toto at the park, with nobody thinking I have a mental disorder. I want to go to school early and play hand ball with my friends, instead of driving to school and getting there just in the nick of time. I would rather be tucked in at night, then going clubbing and emptying my stomach out the next day. I want to go to the arcade instead of going shopping for the coolest top, or most epic high heeled shoes. To put it simply, I just dont want to grow up.

Everyone Needs Help

"Grief does not change you,...it reveals you" quoted from John Green. Those of you who are reading this and saying out loud, or secretly in the deepest depths of your mind, or maybe even trying to telepathically communicate with me through your thoughts like  Professor X in X-men saying "Why is the quote sad today". It's because just recently one of my good friends(BTW this isn't the girl who I mentioned in my earlier submissions, this is a completely different friend) grandmother has had a stroke, and I would like to dedicate this submission to both her and her grandmother. For starters for everyone reading this I could easily say that this friend has been there for me through thick and thin, has jumped over all the hurdles and obstacles and swam one thousand metres for me...well not literally but you get my point. She's been there for me ever since I could remember and even stayed friends with me when I was having all those troubles with mean teenage girl bullies in my first years of high school, and I felt inspired to dedicate this submission to her.

So this is how this story goes, I was sitting in my room surfing the net watching smosh videos when my phone went off because I had a text. The text basically said that her grandmother had a stroke and she was waiting outside the emergency room. I remember the first thing I said said was if both her and her grandmother were ok though my hyperventilating text message.( I know its not possible for a text message to hyperventilate, though I can guarantee you, that if you read this message out loud, it would make you hyperventilate. Thus the creation of a hyperventilating text message) She told me she felt lifeless and at that exact moment, I felt so bad for her. I had been in her position before where my grandmother had to be put into hospital because she was unwell. At that very moment I thought "Does this ever get any easier?" Iv'e found the answer to that question now. It doesn't get easier and there isn't a second road you can take to avoid something from happening, destiny has chosen its path and we can either stay and swim in a pool of our own greif, or move on and change our destinies for the better.

I told my friend what any good friend would say. I said to her that she didn't deserve what was happening in her life right now, because she's to much of a good person for this to happening to( I dont mean bad things should happen to those who are bad, thats not what I mean at all, its just that this girl couldn't do anything bad even if tried) I also said that I hope that both herself and her grandmother get better soon, because even though her grandmother may be having physical problems, I know that she's probably crying her eyes out because she's scared of whats happening around her. I also told her that I would always be their for her because that what friends are for.

Iv'e been in her position before where iv'e just broke down crying because I was afraid of losing someone I never thought would go away. Someone who I always imagined would be there, even when I grew up and maybe had a family of my own one day. I never imagined my own grandmother being gone until the same thing that happened to my friend happened to me. I remember that day so clearly, I was in year 5 or 6 and I only had six friends and was afraid to tell them what happened. The majority of my friends back then had already lost people who they cared for and I felt that if I mentioned my grandmothers stroke they would get upset. That was probably the worst thing iv'e ever done because what I really needed then was a friend, someones shoulder to cry on. Though I chose to keep it a secret and suffer secretly and hid away my greif with fake smiles.

My friend will probably never know that im glad that she told me, because I dont want her to go through I had to. Im happy she told me because now I can help her and try to make her happy. So the quote above that most of you have forgotten because I forgot until I re-read this submission,  means that greif doesn't really change who we are on the inside it just shows the world who we are and not an emotionless doll. We all have different ways with dealing with greif. Some ways are better than others because believe me when I tell you this, keeping a secret that big from your friends and putting on a fake smile everyday doesn't make it any better, it just makes your worse in the longrun. When she replied back to me saying that I actually made her smile, it made me so happy. I knew that when she sent that I was being a good friend and it made me feel good on the inside.

Anyway what im trying to communicate though this submission is that everyone needs help, and we shouldn't be afraid to ask for it. Im also extremely proud that my friend wasn't scared to tell me what had happened. Its something that a lot of people in our generation aren't costumed to and just keep it inside. So for those reading this who may have lost someone, or loved one became ill, talk to someone because it works. By talking to someone it will make you feel better, it could be anyone. It could be your best friend, used to be friend, the crazy cat lady who lives down your block, or maybe someone you dont really know. You could even write a blog like im doing at the moment, because theres nothing holding us back except for ourselves. All we have to do is ask one question for it get better, isn't that better than trying to get over it by ourselves?