50 random facts….about random stuff…

Hello everyone! Honestly I have no idea where this post is going…. I just felt like doing a bit of a random post…..Here we go….

  1. Banging your head against a wall burns 150 calories  an hour.
  2. In the UK, it is illegal to eat mince pies on Christmas Day!
  3. Pteronophobia is the fear of being tickled by feathers!
  4. When hippos are upset, their sweat turns red.
  5. A flock of crows is known as a murder.
  6. “Facebook Addiction Disorder” is a mental disorder identified by Psychologists.
  7. The average woman uses her height in lipstick every 5 years.
  8. 29th May is officially “Put a Pillow on Your Fridge Day“.
  9. Cherophobia is the fear of fun.
  10. Human saliva has a boiling point three times that of regular water.
  11. If you lift a kangaroo’s tail off the ground it can’t hop.
  12. Hyphephilia are people who get aroused by touching fabrics.
  13. Billy goats urinate on their own heads to smell more attractive to females.
  14. The person who invented the Frisbee was cremated and made into frisbees after he died! (Shit….)
  15. During your lifetime, you will produce enough saliva to fill two swimming pools.
  16. An eagle can kill a young deer and fly away with it.
  17. Polar bears can eat as many as 86 penguins in a single sitting.
  18. King Henry VIII slept with a gigantic axe beside him.
  19. Bikinis and tampons invented by men.
  20. If Pinokio says “My Noes Will Grow Now”, it would cause a paradox. Details here.
  1. Heart attacks are more likely to happen on a Monday.
  2. If you consistently fart for 6 years & 9 months, enough gas is produced to create the energy of an atomic bomb!
  3. An average person’s yearly fast food intake will contain 12 pubic hairs.
  4. The top six foods that make your fart are beans, corn, bell peppers, cauliflower, cabbage and milk!
  5. There is a species of spider called the Hobo Spider.
  6. ‘Penis Fencing’ is a scientific term for the mating ritual between flatworms. It involves two flatworms attempting to stab the other flatworm with their penis.
  7. A toaster uses almost half as much energy as a full-sized oven.
  8. A baby spider is called a spiderling.
  9. You cannot snore and dream at the same time.
  10. The following can be read forward and backwards: Do geese see God?
  11. A baby octopus is about the size of a flea when it is born.
  12. A sheep, a duck and a rooster were the first passengers in a hot air balloon.
  13. In Uganda, 50% of the population is under 15 years of age.
  14. Hitler’s mother considered abortion but the doctor persuaded her to keep the baby.
  15. Arab women can initiate a divorce if their husbands don’t pour coffee for them.
  16. Recycling one glass jar saves enough energy to watch TV for 3 hours.
  17. Smearing a small amount of dog feces on an insect bite will relieve the itching and swelling.
  18. Catfish are the only animals that naturally have an odd number of whiskers.
  19. Facebook, Skype and Twitter are all banned in China.
  20. 95% of people text things they could never say in person.
  21. The Titanic was the first ship to use the SOS signal.
  22. In Poole, ‘Pound World’ went out of business because of a store across the road called ’99p Stores’, which was selling the same products but for just 1 pence cheaper!
  23. About 8,000 Americans are injured by musical instruments each year.
  24. The French language has seventeen different words for ‘surrender’.
  25. Nearly three percent of the ice in Antarctic glaciers is penguin urine.
  26. Bob Dylan’s real name is Robert Zimmerman.
  27. A crocodile can’t poke its tongue out :p
  28. Sea otters hold hands when they sleep so they don’t drift away from each other.
  29. A small child could swim through the veins of a blue whale.
  30. 25% of aussies are related to royalty( I’m a princess!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! This fact just made my day!……)

Like them? It was a tricky post to do but I learned a lot of cool and extremely random stuff so I liked doing it! If you would like me to post more of these quick, random facts please tell me.

Thank you for reading! I’ll leave you to read my story Madeline Cal (don’t worry I Googled her and she doesn’t exist…apart from the story I wrote about her so now there will be some Google results…) Anyway, just scroll to see my story! I’m gonna get up to dance because “Fight song” just came on!

!Madeline Cal! – A short story

Hello everyone! Here is another story that I wrote for you! Here we go:

Madeline Cal

My life sucks! I have no friends, no money, no life! Everything about me sucks!  I can’t do ANYTHING right!

Madeline Cal is Amazing, she has Everything! She does Everything! I love her!She sings, dances, paints, explores, invents, donates, travels, shoppes, party’s….everything you can think of!

My name is Ilean, I know it sounds like a crocodile bit of my foot and I’m leaning for life! But no, It’s my name and my surname is Lean-the-other-way! Joking! My name is Clarie Kinley, Terrible I know! I am ugly, unpopular, unsatisfied with life.

My life is full of negativity and jealousy. I wish I was different! Something like Madeline Cal! Today is Friday, at least I get the weekend so I can stay in my PJ’s all day.


I go shower and wash my hair, I stare at my face in the mirror and wish I looked different. I stay up to about one O’clock in the morning reading my popularity book that isn’t working.I look around my room It’s big but not glamorous I bet Madelin’s room is big and glamorous. Once I finally get to sleep I dream of being better, something not me!


I wake up to find myself feeling more comfortable that usual….and my room is pink….and big and glamorous…..my bed is littered with beautiful plush pillows that are the softest ones you have ever seen, no wonder I’m so comfortable! The matress is cusioned and warm, there is a chandeleer in the exact centre of the ceiling, the dresser (looks to be about $4000) has neat drawers filled with the most expensive make up you have ever seen, there is a hidden sound machine playing set to a calming brook sound, There are three calenders that have fancy lables above each one; Meetings; Calls; Friends.

Wow, something changed over night…..and I like it. I have an expensive looking full-length mirror on the right wall in my plush bathroom and I look into it……OMG! My wish really has come true! I look beautiful!………I LOOK LIKE MADELINE CAL!!!! What the hell do I do? I panic, like you would when you have swapped lives with a celebraty! after I calm myself down (ages) I decide that I don’t know how long it will last so I’ll have some fun with it! I check my three calenders and see that I’m going out today to walk around randomly and take selfies with random people….Yay? I can’t even see a wardrobe in this room…..wait…. I walk over and open the door…..O……M……..G!!!!! In the room I find the biggest amount of clothes you’ve ever seen and A mirror that cover the whole wall! YAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I try on JIMMY CHOOS and something that’s amazing but I can’t name it…. how can this girl choose clothes every day? This might take a while…..finally, I decide on a coat, JIMMY CHOOS, tights, Nova Check skirt, Black crop top, bar necklace and a Celine just to be fancy. Once my outfit is picked-out I go to the bathroom……wow! This is awesome! she has like, one, two, three….a million different products! Soaps, washes, exfoliators, things I haven’t heard of…I try on each one and in the end I smell like a cupcake…is that bad?

I have a ton of different hair tools and thingy-mac-bobs most of them I have no-idea how to use so I go with a curling iron and do my best….turns out my best isn’t all that good…

Make up, OK I have seriously NO blemishes, I have perfect skin but yet about a billion dollars worth of make up. I won’t cake my face, It feels and looks disgusting, because I’m a celebrity I shall send a message out to my trillions of fans out there that you don’t need make up to be beautiful…but just because I’m not going to cake my face with goo and dust doesn’t mean I can’t use some expensive eyeshadow and mascara…OK scrap that idea of mascara I’m not really sure how to use this thinga-majig…

I’m finally ready to step out into the world….I open the door to find a corridor a maze of doors but what looks like a maid comes to my rescue, “Good morning” I’m part startled by the voice, I haven’t heard a voice since I became a celebrity….apart from my own gasps of course. “Morning” I reply, OMG! I don’t just look like her I sound exactly like her! “I have made your breakfast madam” I follow her through a fancy looking door…what am I saying? They are all fancy!

No wonder celebrities are always happy, they get treated like queens! The breakfast table (spotless BTW) is littered with fruit that yesterday to me didn’t exist, yogurt and a red berry smoothie! Wow.


After breakfast Cara (she has a fancy name tag) says “I’ll go get you your water and cloth for your morning workout” Really? I get to be a celebrity for that day and I have to exercise?! Plus I have no idea where the hell the room is!

OK. Time to…….wow. She has like a whole gyms worth of equipment in here. My first choice is the tread-mill, I get on and put in on the option, which is hard for me….wait but not her. The lowest option is so easy it feels as though I’m floating on a cloud….I put it up like ten times higher.

After a while and I’m sweating I realize why am I doing this? I should be out partying…

I get into my clothes and find myself flabbergasted at how man pufumes she has…After what seems like years I go with Amouage. OMG! It smells amazing! Time to go! I’m so nervous. Where is the exit? After a fluster of hallways and doors I find the front door.Geez, that’s a nice front door…

I go to the mall with a credit card that looks to be unlimited. I have just gotten outside the car and a group of uncontrolably giggly girls have surrounded me! Wait I know this group of girls…..This is Amelia and her army of shanks….like mean girls…

They are squealing and laughing, wow being a celebrity must be intense. I don’t want to be nice to these girls because the were never nice to me (the real me). But I guess I d am not me I’m Madeline Cal so I have to put on a fake smile and pretend that I have no idea who the hell they are. I take selfies and sign autographs (god I’m glad that I’ve completely stalked her and mesmerised her signature). “Bye” I call sweetly “And thank you!” I hesitate “Do you know a girl named Clarie Kinley?” Oh no, I had to open my big mouth didn’t I! Amelia gives me a strange look that only lasts a second It usually lasts more than a second for me! “yeah…” she says with obvious confusion. “Could you please tell her I said hi?” I say “I met her the other day and she’s really nice, we’re good friends”.”OK! Sure!” she says. “you know she mentioned you…she said you were really nice” she gives me a shocked look, “I thought she hated me…”  she does girlfriend! Wait…but I thought she hated me first…OK mental note: Be nice to mean girl…

As I enter the mall I am surrounded by more and more people, At least it isn’t some important interview or meeting…I could totally ruin things for her… More and more people surround me. On second thoughts, I’d prefer to be at some important interview or meeting. I take blurry selfies with people I don’t know and give autographs to people who look happier than me when I saw Maddie’s bathroom. It’s all getting a bit too much…..Paparazzi surround me, almost push me over “Madeline give us a smile!” “What’s your look Maddy?” “Madeline! Madeline! Madeline!” “You’re my idol Madeline!” “Mrs.Cal? Could you please take a photo with my daughter? she loves you!” “What did you have for breakfast Madeline?” “What products do you advise Maddy?”

I wish I was me again!  and suddenly I am back in my room but at a 
different time
 of the day, it's a night....I spent the day 
being Madeline Cal....I can't believe it!

I go into the bathroom I don’t think it’s so bad anymore…I look at my face in the mirror, it’s not perfect like Madeline Cals but then again she probably spent millions on having a perfect smile, a perfect wardrobe, a perfect life…..and now that I think about it her life probably isn’t too perfect I mean I know the internet says practically all you need to know about her…..The internet can’t ever show someones true personality or emotions…

It was then that I realized that I’m the best at being me and I should not try to wish myself into someone else’s life, to start realizing that everyone has problems…..I got a head-on experience in her paparazzi and intense fans. She might not be happy, she might need someone not asking for her autograph or criticising her outfit. I am happy just being me, I have my flaws and I’m not perfect but who is? And if no-ones perfect then that means everyone is. If I could change one thing about me than I wouldn’t, my bad moments have taught me lessons that will stick with me like glue forever, I will never again regret my mistakes they have taught me to be me…I look at myself in the mirror and name ten wonderful things about then I go write them down and make it all pretty then stick them to the wall in my bedroom so I can see them every time I have self doubts. I write ten different things each day till my whole bedroom wall is covered in pretty paper with complements about me. It makes me feel wonderful and and now everyday I hold my head high and a smile on my face and I find success and happiness easily.

This has taught me a valuable lesson; I am perfect and so are you!

Like it? The hardest part was the ending…..had to be very dramatic and inspirational (which I love BTW)

I’ve always believed that we are all absolutely PERFECT! My thinking; It makes no sense that none of the seven billion people on this planet are not perfect as people like to say “nobody’s perfect” but why is nobody perfect? Why can’t we all be perfect the way we are instead? That is the best way to explain it…Anyway, the hopefully obvious point or moral of the story is; just because someone looks like they have no troubles in the world doesn’t mean they actually have no troubles and love you, look after you, compliment you. You are the best at being you…..no-one can do it better!

On that note I shall leave you to scroll. Keep smiling, keep scrolling.

Go Away! – A short story

Hello everyone! I hope you’re having a nice day!

You all loved my previous story so I decided that I would write another! I actually got the idea for the story from my writing notebook, in which I write blog post ideas and story ideas and take everywhere, this story reflects how I feel sometimes, how everyone feels sometimes, usually to solve this problem I would go for a walk then realize how stupid it was to get mad at them!

Anyway, enough, enough Here we go:

GO AWAY!

It’s a normal day, well normal night….for everyone apart from my family….we’re not normal, because on most Tuesday nights when family’s sit down to eat they chat and laugh, but not our family.

‘Bloop Blooop’ my stupid brother says, ‘He’s doing it to annoy me, I know that, I’ll just ignore him and he’ll stop’ I say to myself. This lasts for five short seconds and he still doesn’t stop! ‘Blooooop Bloop’ I can barely keep my mouth shut and my foot still…..It blurts out before I can stop myself, “Shut up you Idiot” That’s not all though my foot breaks lose and I give him a kick in the shin, not hard enough to hurt but of course he’s lying on the floor screaming, He’s such a terrible liar!

Mum and Dad swing the door open and of course believe my brothers fake screaming! “Annabelle!” oh no, they only ever call me Annabelle when I’m in deep, deep trouble “what did you do to him?” I helplessly try to get out of it “I didn’t hurt him!” Their expressions don’t change, if anything they get worse “Well, you obviously did!” Mum screeches. It’s like they don’t even care about me, don’t even believe me!

They were mad, I was mad so I did what any young, moody,dramatic and bratty girl would do…..I threw a tantrum. I let out a long high-pitched scream that filled the house (god, I would NOT like to be our neighbors)

I hate you I hate you!” I cannot calm down, I will not calm down. I run up the stairs and into my horrible bedroom, I slam the door shut but it doesn’t work, I do it again and again until I get it just right. I plonk onto my bed and start beating up my pillow.

Honestly I had a million and more reasons to be mad at them at that moment but now I can’t even think of one.

I don’t know what I’m talking about but I don’t stop screaming at them. “I wish I live alone, I wish you’d all GO AWAY!

Suddenly the house goes quiet, I go quiet. I sit up and wait for a few minutes, finally I get up and slowly creak open the door. I am shocked at what I see, the house is different, messier….It’s like mum wasn’t even..but I push the thought away, I creep down the hall into my brothers bedroom only to find it looking like a junk storeroom, there is no bed….’actually there probably is but berried under all his junk‘ I think calming myself down, he always has his room looking like a pig sty. I realize I’m scared…really, really scared, this is my own house and I feel like I’m going through the haunted house with Sally all over again, but with sally if something jumped out at me I could trust that it was a human in a costume. I walk over to my parents bedroom and find myself shocked, This must be a dream but I know it’s not, you don’t fall asleep screaming and beating up your pillow. What I see is another junk yard, This can’t be real, my Mum is a neat freak, she would never let it get like this.

I’ve had to much, I run outside 123 yep, definitely my house. They must be playing a trick on me, how else would you explain it? But I notice that in all the houses the lights are off, ‘I must have been screaming for longer that I thought’ I go back in side giving up ” OK, I’m sorry you can come out and help me clean up the house now” but nothing happens, something shiny catches my eye I bend down and pick it up, it’s a family photo…..I drop it and run….. it was the family photo, the one that we took at the zoo last year…..our family photo…..with only me in it.

It was then that I realized that my wish had come true and there was nothing I could do about It, but also my wish had kinda doubled up because I wasn’t just the only one in the family and living alone, Oh no, it was much worse that that, I was the only one…..in the world. I sobbed and cried but it did nothing I was alone for days or weeks or hours, I don’t know. Some say that this would be good because you could do whatever you wanted to do and that was true, but no TV, no dogs, nothing. I wasn’t having fun, not one little bit.

I tried everything. But one. One day, maybe years or weeks later, I said Sorry, out loud to what I thought was myself wishing they could hear me, then all in a blur my life was back to normal and I was sitting at the diner table on a Tuesday evening and we were sitting at the diner table like a normal family. My brother was annoying me with his noises so I ignored him, this time for more that five seconds and he stopped.

Like my story? This is how we all feel sometimes, I know I feel like this (not as bad though). Please comment your fav part of the story! Thank you very very much! Keep smiling, Keep scrolling!

Cya!

The Unknown – Learn Something new

The unknown- At school yesterday we did some researching, our teacher gave us a topic, I asked for something interesting so he gave me…. Acropolis of Athens!!

This was fun and I learned a lot, you are obviously on some device with Google because you’re reading my blog, so after you read my blog and comment and all that jazz, make a use of the amazing power of Google and learn something new.

Most of the time you end up researching something and then get led to another thing so here are some starters:

  • 10 things to make you happy
  • Yoga for beginners
  • The top 10 biggest buildings in the world

Or you can completely stalk celebs…up to you!

Thank you very very much for reading! Keep smiling, Keep scrolling!

Cya!