Monthly Archives: September 2009
Teenybopper love

You know what’s sad? Teenage girls who, to use their own words “hate” the girlfriends of their idols. I don’t know how many times I’ve seen this. I’ve read that Ville Valo’s now ex girlfriend was all wrong for him, Gerard Way’s girlfriend is a bitch and Pete Wentz wife a bimbo.

Who are the teenyboppers to say those things? They don’t know these girls. Obviously it’s all about jealousy. Because of course in their minds they would be SO much better girlfriends! Yeah, because which famous thirty something guy wouldn’t want to date a teenager who’s obsessed with him?

I remember the teen magazines I used to read where in every interview with a male celebrity they asked if he would date a fan. The guys always said yes but I highly doubt that they actually would do so. Dating someone who sees you as some kind of a higher being and knows everything about you must be extremely uncomfortable.

Spam attacks and couch beds

My blog is under a porn spam attack. The WP anti-spam plugin I used was great but unfortunately it blocked a couple of regular commenters as well so I decided not to use it anymore. Perhaps it wasn’t such a good idea.

I bought a couch bed at the second hand store I work at. It’s black, from IKEA and costed me 200 SEK (19€) (28$). I donated my old couch to the second hand store and my bed is now stored in my basement storage room until dad takes it to the dump. Of course having to put the bed sheets in a closet every morning and then re-making the bed every night is a bit annoying. On the other hand one couch bed is better than both a couch and a bed. At least when you live in a apartment as small as mine. 28 square meters really isn’t a lot.

I need to dye my hair. Look at these roots. And look at the rest of the poser photos I took of myself today.

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USA isn’t the world

I hate when it’s assumed that American things are universal things. Like A Wikipedia article I read a couple of days ago, written entirely from an American perspective with examples only taken from USA.

Another example is one of those silly IQ tests I took online. It wasn’t a real IQ test, more like a test of how much you know about the world. Still, the problem was that half of the questions were all about USA. So since I didn’t know much about American presidents and such I’m apparently stupid.

But why should I know who the founding fathers were? I live in Sweden. We have our own famous politicians. Not to mention musicians, writers, artists, athletes and actors.

For about twenty-five years I thought Evel Knievel was a Star Wars character. I mean, just listen to the guys name! It really could be a space opera name! I understand that he’s quite a legend in the US but once again, why should I know that? I’m Swedish.

Speaking of USA. Which English do you guys speak and write? American or British? My English is probably a mix of both but in school I was taught British English. It’s hard not to mix in American English though since I no longer study the language but only encounter it online, in movies, music and books. And of course American English is the most common in all of those medias. I still try to use the British words as much as I can though. After all, I’m European.

Non smoking

It’s Friday and I’m spending the night at home. I don’t really feel like partying, or seeing people for that matter. Another reason to why I don’t want to go to the pub with my friends tonight is that I quit smoking seven days ago. I realize that not going to the pub because I quit smoking sounds odd but I have my reasons.

1. Alcohol and cigarettes goes hand in hand for me. I always smoke twice as much as usual during a party night. A night out without cigarettes will be a great challenge. Much harder than drinking my morning coffee without a cigarette in my hand or coffee break at work without a smoke.

2. The majority of my friends smoke so hanging out with them would make smoking very, very tempting.

3. All of my attempts of giving up smoking have failed because of party smoking. I’ve been nicotine free for a couple of weeks, had a few drinks and thought “Just one cigarette won’t hurt…” But it’s never just one cigarette and soon I decide that it’s OK to smoke at least when I’m partying. Then I figure I can have a cigarette once in a while during the rest of the week as well and pretty soon I’m a full time smoker again.

So yeah, to make sure I succeed this time I have to avoid party nights for a while. I’m fine with that because I really want to quit this time. It will take fifteen years for my lungs to repair themselves enough that the risk that I’ll get lung cancer will be just as small as of a person who’s never been a smoker. I’ll be in my forties when all the damages my eight years as a smoker have done will be totally erased from my body. That’s the scariest thing. Even if I quit now I’ll still suffer a great risk of getting lung cancer for many years to come. I knew it takes a while for the body to recover but I didn’t know it takes that long. Obviously this scares the hell out of me so it’s absolutely crucial that I succeed this time. Eight years is enough.

Whirlwind.NUDE

Someone from France Googled “blog teenage 14 years nue” and ended up on my site. I guess nue is a combination of the French word nu which means naked and the English nude. The perv must have been very disappointed because there’s no 14 year old here and no nudity either. This tops my list of weird things people Google and end up on my site.

It’s a bit disturbing that nu actually means nude in French. I got a .nu address because nu means now in Swedish and my site at the time was all written in Swedish. I may have chosen something else if I at the time had known about the French meaning, or that I’d eventually change the language of the site. Now I’m stuck with this though because after four and a half years with this address I’m reluctant to changing it. I’m used to this address and so are the people who have been visiting me in the past years.

So yeah, please keep visiting Whirlwind.NUDE

Now I wonder how many weird Google hits this blog post will give me, with all these references to nudity.

Blogging and diamond earrings

I hate to say it but it’s highly unlikely that I’ll blog as much as I’ve done in the past few months from now on. First of all except for work absolutely nothing happens in my life. And I do mean nothing. In the past month I’ve partied with my friends twice and that’s really the only thing I’ve done outside work and alone time in my apartment. Second of all working every day is pretty tiering and I don’t have the energy to do much when I get home.

I will however do my very best to blog every day. I really want to do so. I have a list of blog topics but it’s getting smaller since I haven’t had any new ideas in a while.

I’ll leave you all with a question. What the fuck is up with guys wearing big diamond stud earrings? Why, why, why would a guy want to wear something like this? I think it looks tacky.

Angelica: scaring off rich people since 2002

I just came to think about one of the funnier stories from my high school years.

I had this friend who had this boyfriend. My friend wanted to break up with him but first make him understand they weren’t a good couple. To scare the guy off she called in expert help. Me and two other of her more alternative friends. The five of us went to a café. Me looking like I did back then. Big black hair, wearing a plastic tiara and probably some weird clothes. My friends looked similar.

So this guy was rich, well dressed and right-wing. Me and my friends were alternative and left-wing. Of course socialism was something we discussed during the entire evening. How socialism was good and capitalism not, to be exact. I don’t remember what else we talked about but the whole point was to scare the guy off so probably something rich right-wing people aren’t interested in. After a while the guy just sat there quiet and looked more bored than I’ve ever seen anyone look.

When we went our separate ways my friend asked her boyfriend what he thought about her friends. He didn’t like us. Now that’s a shocker! She told him one of the reasons why they couldn’t be together was that she couldn’t date someone who didn’t like her friends. And so she dumped him.

I feel kinda sorry for the guy. If I had been in the same (but reversed) situation, sitting there with a bunch of right-wing people bashing my political ideas I most certainly wouldn’t be too happy with the situation. Back then I found it pretty funny though. OK, I have to admit that I still find it pretty funny. I’m a bad person.

Dress like a 14 year old

My dad thinks I dress like a fourteen year old. Apparently my love for granny boots, skull patterns and Palestine scarves makes me look like a teenager. Great. Then perhaps I’ll look like twenty-five when I’m thirty-five. I wouldn’t complain about that.

Teenagers get away with a lot of crazy stuff which someone older don’t. But as long as you’re ready to take the conflicts which may arise because of the way you dress shouldn’t that be OK? Who’s to decide what’s appropriate and not for a certain age anyway?

My personal experience is that if you’re friendly and polite people will like you no matter how you dress. Some of the nicest people I’ve met have been some of the freakiest looking. Just as some of the rudest people I’ve met have been some of the most well dressed.

What’s your opinions on this?

Hermit

I’ve been really bad at blogging lately. I just haven’t had anything to write about and instead of writing nonsense no one cares about I haven’t written anything at all.

I haven’t been up to anything lately. I just work at my new job, go home and watch TV and then sleep. My life have become even more of a routine and every day is exactly the same. Today I didn’t even know what day it was. First I thought Tuesday but that didn’t seem right so I decided that it must be Wednesday. Obviously it’s Thursday. I’m not used to this working every day thing. I haven’t had a place to go to five days a week since I was in high school and that’s quite a while ago.

I do different things at my job every day. Today I organized books in the store and then painted a glass that we’re now selling. Things are very different from my old job since I’m no longer in charge of anything. I’m not allowed to use the cash register, I’m not the one that decides prices, I don’t do any paper work and I barely put new stuff out since I’m not sure where to put it. I just do a little of this and a little of that and often work alone. I like working alone but not having any real responsibilities makes me feel less important than at my old job.

Other than working I don’t do anything. I’ve been feeling quite asocial lately and haven’t seen a friend or partied for a couple of weeks. Tomorrow is Friday and I’m not sure I want to do anything tomorrow either. Right now I’m fine spending all of my free time alone in my apartment.

Visitor content

I’m thinking about removing the You-section with tutorials and graphics since none of it’s very good or original.

According to my visitor statistics that page is quite popular but I wonder if anyone actually use any of the content. It seems many check the page out but few actually read the tutorials. Have anything on that page been to any use for any of you?

Besides, this isn’t a resource site. Whirlwind is and always has been a personal site.

EDIT 13/9 1:17 AM: As you can see I decided to remove it. Whirlwind is now a couple of files smaller but I think this change was for the better.