All posts for the month September, 2015

One lovely blog award 

Published September 30, 2015 by radicalmermaid

hey guys! So I’m still new to this whole blog thing but I got nominated for the one lovely blog award by  Insearchofmyspark and Girlsblog618  and Emily . Thankyou guys so much! There blogs are actually life and I seriously recommend you follow them. 


thank the people who nominated you ( thanks again guys!) 

– list the rules and add the award logo to your post 

– list 7 facts about yourself 

– and nominate  other deserving bloggers for this award 


Seven facts about me: 

1. I was born in the backseat of a car (sorry mum!) 🚘👶🏼

2.  I am a level 6 gymnast 💃🏼

3. I am addicted to Nutella (not kidding) 🍩

4. I sleep scream. It is the worst thing to do on sleepovers and school camp. I can’t help it but sometimes I blurt my feelings out😬

5. I have really bad panic attacks 😓 

6. I am so happy to have started a blog! Everyone is so supportive 💜

7. I have always wanted to be a mermaid 🐬

8. I am a rebel. See omg I did 8 facts instead of 7 

9. Okay I’m not a rebel I’m just really lame


Other lovely bloggers who I’m nominating: 

– Elm

– Sage1147

Arielle Iridessa

– Mylifeasanindianteenager




* okay I don’t know if I tagged people right*

Karli xx


Broken doll 

Published September 28, 2015 by radicalmermaid

I just want to start by saying no one is perfect and each of you in beautiful in your own way

Yesterday was a really hard day for me. I have a friend, who I literally thought was perfect. Blonde hair, blue eyes, perfect skin, good grades, really sporty, got all the boys attention. But nobody’s perfect right. Every single person on earth has there own problems and insecurities. Yesterday at about 3am I got a call from my friend. I was kinda delusional because I literally had only 3 hours sleep in that past 24hours. basically she didn’t tell me the whole story but only that she was in hospital, she sounded really upset and scared. Her parents are both away. So I woke up my mum (she was not happy) and we drove to the hospital. When I walked into her room I no longer saw my perfect friend on the bed more like a broken doll. I can’t tell you what happened but all I can say is it’s  something that will change her life. Sitting beside her in that hospital room in the early hours of the morning I begun to realise how lucky I am. I’m not the prettiest or the best at everything I’m just adverage me. But I have a great family and supporting friends. My friends life will change from now on but I will always be there to support her. 

I really wanted to share this with you all to remind you beauty isn’t everything and that nobody’s perfect, I also wanted to say friendship is so valuable and something really special to have 

I love you all 

Karli xx

P.s here’s a poem 💜

Beauty is ever to the lonely mind

A shadow fleeting; she is never plain                       
She is a visitor who leaves behind 

The gift of grief, the souvenir of pain.

what’s wrong with society 

Published September 24, 2015 by radicalmermaid

so toady I went shopping in the surf shops, like Roxy, billabong, sea folly ect. As I was walking past a shop window a group of guys was gawking ( i don’t even know if that’s a word) at one of the fake bikin poster girls with her boobs popping out. I’m not judging models or anything but all the company’s especially the bikin ones choose perfect skin, anazing bodies and a winning smile models. It never really bothered me like it did today. Like legit everywhere I turned there was these perfect girls and it makes me feel really unconscious to a point where I had to leave the shop. 

Like girls who might have wider hips or squarer shoulders should have clothing options. Factories should make different size models for these bikin shops to show girls who are really self conscious that they can look and feel good. MAKE EVERY GIRL FEEL PRETTY. that’s what they deserve

You can do simple things like telling a girl her hair looks nice or she has a nice smile. THIS CAN CHANGE SOMEONES DAY! I know when I’m feeling down the best thing to to get a complement from someone.

Karli xx

possibly one of the best days

Published September 23, 2015 by radicalmermaid

So for the first week of the holidays my family and I went down to the beach. It’s literally been freezing for the first three days but today the sun actually came out. I was so nice to hit the beach
Anyway my cousin and I went down to the beach and naturally us being teenage girls we sat on our beach towels and looked for cute guys. After awhile I was disappointed because to seems like this small country beach town had NO teenage guys. Zero. Zilch. So I grabbed my surfboard and hit the waves. I was out for about 30minutes before a group of super cute surfer guys came in. The thing is when I try to look at someone I don’t do it very subtly. I think they started to realise that I was looking at them but I couldn’t help it. I sat out behind the guys waiting on the water, hoping they wouldn’t really pay attention to me. I kinda zoned out before my cousin, who was still sitting on the sand called me back. I paddled back catching one last wave. As I did I could hear the cheers from the surfer guys. A wave of relief went over me. They actually noticed me. Cute guys noticed me. I was up for a good 5 seconds before I fell. I wasn’t just a graceful fall either, I toppled of my board like a one leg giraffe. I tried to stay under the water hoping that those guys didn’t see what happened. (Don’t worry this is not the good part) When I finally broke the surface I could hear the faint sounds of their chuckles. Embarrassed I grabbed my board and ran out of the water. I could feel my checks flushing and I could barely stand up. I practically dived onto my beach towel. I wanted to escape. My cousin was looking at me, big smile on her face watching as I was trying to catch my breath. Before I could ask her what happened one of the really cute guys from the water jogged over to our place on the beach with my old worn-out black beach shorts spotted with colourful love heats. My heart actually skipped a beat. After he left and we headed back home I went to unpack my bag and found that the guy who handed me my shorts gave me his phone number! Omg I have no idea what to do. Do I text him? What do I say? Someone please please help. ILL BE YOUR BEST FRIEND 

Karli xx

Published September 16, 2015 by radicalmermaid

haii again 

I know this post might be really short and everything but I kinda just wanted to rant. Right now I’m in the middle of an English test ( I’m finished btw) and we still have 20mintues left so I felt this would be the perfect moment to write a blog post.

Anway this is my last week week of school and we were giving a choice to wear summer or winter uniform. Winter uniform includes a kilt and tie and summers just a dress, so obviously me and most girls choose summer. Buuut (here comes the rant) we have this “year level leader” who everyone calls fogdog.( it makes sense if you knew) BUT HE IS THE MOST ANNOYING AND IRRITATING PERSON EVER. Literally he came around to EVERY SINGLE CLASSROOM WITH A MEASURING TAPE AND MEASURING ALL THE GIRLS DRESSES.  HE TOLD MY FRIEND SHE WOULD HAVE TO GO HOME TOMORROW IF SHE CAME BACK TOMORROW WITH HER DRESS LIKE THAT. BUT THE THING IS IT WAS JUST ABOVE THE KNEE.HE CANT SEND US HOME BECAUSE OUR DREESES ARE JUST ABOVE THE KNEE!!!¡¡   

Ugh like everything he does is. I. Can’t. Even. 

Anywaysss I’ve got to go but if anyone has any ideas of things to do on the holiday PLEASEEE leave a comment below 

Karli xx 

okay so this is my blog I guess

Published September 12, 2015 by radicalmermaid

hai everyone! (Or hi to the totally of 0 people reading) 

I guess this is my blog, as you can see by the name of this post (creative I know) I’m really unsure about starting a blog but I thought I would give it a go. well actually I’m really really apprehensive about this because I’m guessing I will just be talking to myself. 

I never really came up with an idea to start this but my friend and I both read Zoe Suggs “girl online” book and go inspired, more like she got inspired and I got dragged into this. It’s not that I hate blogs I actually love them but the idea of my own blog is too much.

Anyway none of that probably made sense buuut as you might have seen by my blog title I will be writing about my totally adverage teenage life, I’m not sure if that correct because my life isn’t totally adverage is totally embarrassing.  

Thanks to anyone who actually read this! 

karli xx