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An open letter to Jules Bianchi

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hope

Dear Jules!
You don’t know me and at this moment, you don’t know much about anything. On the 5th of this month, you had a terrible accident in the F1 race in Japan. I didn’t watch the race since I’m not into that anymore. But news like this is difficult to ignore. It’s at least 20 years since any driver had died so this is just horrible. It’s Formula One and it’s suppose to be safer today.
The weather was really bad. Your fellow driver Adrian Sutil drove off and the crane came to pick his car up. There were 2 yellow flags which means other drivers should drive carefully past the place. They were outside the race track so no one had a thought something would happen. But it did.

For you, the crane were in the wrong place at the wrong time. Your speed were really fast. It’s only you who knows why. But you can’t answer. You’re still at the hospital in Japan with a very bad head injury. You’re in a breathing machine, fighting for your life. No one knows if you’ll survive. No one wants to think for the worst. Even for those who didn’t know about you before this, are worried. You’re just too young to die. You’re only 25 and has a lot to explore. It’s your family that will suffer the most. They don’t want to lose you. They’ve been by your bedside over a week now. It’s not only them that feel sad. Your team Marussia, your fellow drivers, the fans of the motor sport and me.

Like I said, I don’t know you. I haven’t followed your career nor have I seen you race in F1 that much. But still it feels like I’ve known you even if I don’t. I must admit, I didn’t even know how you looked like. Until now, that is. I’ve only heard your name when there were rumours about you and Ferrari. I didn’t even know you’re French. It’s your surname that got me fooled, Bianchi. But now I know better. I feel a little guilty for not knowing about you before this horrible accident. Formula One was part of my life for almost 13 years and even if I don’t watch the races anymore, I still keep up with the news. So you understand, your accident really had an effect on me. There’s been a lot of deaths in other motor sport but this series is closest to my heart. That’s one of the reasons I’m very sad this has happened. But I don’t want to lose hope.

So you see, Jules Bianchi. The whole motor sport world (at least F1 world) are waiting for good news. So keep fighting and don’t give up. We’re all praying for you and your family to stay strong. We all want a miracle. You’re in our thoughts.

Forza Jules!

Yours Sincerely,

Mia from Finland

“I’m a loser baby, so why don’t you kill me?”

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HDSFirst meeting in Helsinki Design School is over. Even travelling back and forth for 3 days, is exhausting. But that’s the only way. Especially when you don’t know anyone that lives in Helsinki. Hotels are expensive too. Rest of the photography course will only be for 2 days so it will be easier. First I thought, maybe I could sleep over at a class mates house but after meeting them, I rather sleep at home. I don’t think I will get that close to anyone. Since I don’t travel much anyway, a few days a month doesn’t hurt.

Finding the school wasn’t that difficult. Using Google Maps helped. I found the place almost immediately. I wasn’t nervous when I got there. When I was younger I was much more nervous going to a new place. Now I was cool as a cucumber. The class rooms had see-through glass so you could watch what other classes were doing. In the hall there were fashion students working. In the class room there were 5 and a half rows of long tables with chairs. All white. People had already arrived and it was quiet. Only a few were talking so maybe they knew each other. Everyone had a file folder and 2 pencils for jotting. When the class started, the Director of Education talked to us about the school and about assignments. Just the basic. We were about 40 student so photography is very popular. There’s only 3 guys and the rest is girls. There were more applicants that they could take. Good I was the lucky one.

The most nervous thing was the introduction about yourself. A total hell for an introvert. I totally screwed that up. I was so nervous I didn’t even know if they understood what I said. Hearing what fellow student told about themselves made me feel like a loser. Most of them were younger than me and they already experienced a lot. Some had been living abroad and some had an own company. Most of them also live in Helsinki area. There’s was one who was from my city but had lived in Helsinki for some time. I felt like an outsider at that point.

As the time processed to Saturday, we already had a team work under our belt. That didn’t go too badly. I usually fear team work. Bad experiences I guess. On Saturday we had another teacher so we had to introduce ourselves again but this time it went better. I was still nervous but at least I got to say something reasonable. We had another team work. Twice. Won’t go into detail. Something about making your own Brad Pitt. OK, that was just my group 😀 That was much more fun.

I’ve always been bad with names but I do remember faces. Being in a big class like this, it’s natural you won’t get to know all of them. I hope I didn’t give a bad first impression. I might be drawn and keep to myself (liking eating alone) but it doesn’t mean I want to be like that all the time. I don’t really talk to anyone. Just when it comes to school work. I don’t really look for a friend. We don’t meet that often and they live in another city. It’s still early days so you never know. We already have a group on FB so that’s a start. It’s about assignment and school things mainly.

Next meeting is October 24. Before that doing assigments. 2 of them. I just hope my printer have color. They are suppose to be printed on a paper which is a shame since my photos look best on screen. Oh well the teachers better accept the quality they become.

“Should I describe it to you or should I get you a box”

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http://www.heightceleb.info/search/label/Tall

The forever question, does size matter? There’s all kinds of studies about why women like tall men. Mostly because they want to feel secure and feminine. BS I say. Let’s put that on the side. Stats can say whatever they want.

I don’t know about other people’s tastes but I know I like tall men. Or taller. Not necessarily tall men. As long as they’re taller than me. I’m 5’7″ and I’ve always looked down at people. I always felt I was taller than others. Most people I’ve known have been shorter than me. I’ve never had height issues. I’m just average. Not too short or not too tall. When I see taller people, I feel short which is a positive feeling. Maybe that’s one of the reasons I like tall men. The feeling. If the man is shorter than me I only see them as possible friends. When it comes to liking someone more than that, then tall is much better. I have nothing against short men as love interests but there’s just something about tall men that I really like.

Men I’ve fancied over the years have always been at least 6’0 tall. Some have been under that. Not all tall men are good though. There’s a limit. I could never be with someone who’s really tall. Tall like 6’7 and over. I don’t want to break my neck. The height is not a priority though. What counts is personality and how they act. The height is just a bonus.
Sometimes height is more than a bonus. When I saw that Lee Pace was 6’3″ I was

But apparently he’s 6’5″


It should be me who needs a box 😀 And someone to catch me when I fall.

Some people have unnecessary height issues. Especially teenagers seems to be more worried about their appearance then their health. They’re worried they won’t be accepted if they’re too short or too tall. But you just have to accept the height you become. Some are just naturally tall. Depends on your genes or whatever. You just have to accept the way you are. Instead of having negative thoughts about your height, why not think what’s positive. It’s just silly trying to look taller than you are. Honesty is the best policy after all.