When I tell people about what I want to do with my life they’re supportive and encouraging. Except when it comes to one thing. When I say that I don’t think I’ll ever want kids people have this idea that I’ll change my mind when I get older.
First it was “once you’re grown up you’ll change your mind”. Well I’ve been grown up for quite some time now but that change of mind still haven’t happened. Now I wonder exactly how old I have to get before people can trust that I actually know how I want to live my life.
Sure, many people change their mind about kids as they grow older. I seriously doubt that I will though. There are several reasons to this.
First of all I don’t like kids. Never have, never will. They don’t amuse me and I’m not the funny aunt type who kids like. I’m like that old aunt I have who wasn’t mean but never bothered to really talk to me and my siblings more than necessary.
Second of all I like my lifestyle. I enjoy being free without too many responsibilities. I dream about travelling the world, not settling down.
The third reason to why I don’t want kids is that I just don’t think I’d make a good mother. Sometimes it feels like I can barely take care of myself. How on earth would I be able to take care of a child? Even if I did want a child it would be selfish of me to have one when I don’t think I could care for one properly. I wish more people considered that factor because there’s so many people who aren’t suitable to be parents. I’m not. Perhaps I could be but right now I’m definitely not.
No, I’m pretty sure about this. I’m not the mothering type. When I grow old I won’t be a grandmother. I’ll be the crazy cat lady living in a cottage in the woods with ten cats.
Here are a couple of old photos of me. These are taken with a regular camera since digital cameras weren’t something everyone owned back then. Did they even exist in 1997? Unfortunately I don’t own a scanner so I had to photograph the photos, hence the bad quality.
August 1997. I’ve just turned 14.
Now I’m going to be extremely girlie and ask you what kind of make-up you use? If you use any that is.
I basically have three looks.
1. Mascara and silver glitter either on my eyelids or under my eyes.
2. Mascara, black eye liner drawn into wings (Cleopatra style but not as heavy) and silver glitter under my eyes.
3. Mascara, silver eye shadow and silver glitter under my eyes.
Some days when I feel worse than usual about my complexion I use mineral make-up but I’m not really fond of anything covering my entire face. I used to use foundation and powder in high school but since such products tend to clog the pores I completely stopped using it when I was around eighteen. That’s why I don’t feel the need to wear mineral make-up every day. I bought it this summer which means that I went without any such products for about eight years. I got used to my skin the way it is and kind of accepted my flaws.
Something I definitely couldn’t go without is mascara. You see I have long, thick, curled beautiful eyelashes which makes my eyes my very best feature. There’s one problem though. I’m a natural redhead which means I’m very pale and have blonde eyelashes and brows which makes them practically invisible. Not pretty! I dye my eyebrows dark brown and use black mascara on my eyelashes. I could dye my lashes but I don’t see the use since I already use black mascara every day.
And speaking of something entirely different. I hate Twitter advertising! Several of the people I follow on Twitter have succumbed to this evil. If I hear another tweet starting with “Don’t let the dentist fool you…” I might just shoot myself. As if pay per post disguised as genuine opinions isn’t bad enough.
If you just like me isn’t for sale you should visit www.adfreeblog.org and get one of these:
I wish there was a badge like this for Twitter as well. Perhaps I should create one. Hm…
I’m not a great photographer but I like this one. You know you’re artistic (or weird) when you get a nosebleed and take out the camera to take a picture of it.
A picture says more than a thousand words. I didn’t realize I look exactly as low and drained of energy as I feel until I saw this photo of myself that I took today.
I don’t get why so many people have so messy homes. I really don’t because keeping your home organized is so easy. All you have to do is follow the simple rule: once you’ve used something, put it back where it belongs. This of course means that everything needs to be put at the same place every time. That’s good because if you do so you never have to wonder where on earth you placed something.
That’s pretty much the reason to why my home look the way it does. Everything has a place of it’s own and I don’t leave anything just lying around. Easy as a pie! Try it!
Comparing Anne Rice’s Vampire Chronicles to Stephenie Meyer’s Twilight Saga.
The Vampire Chronicles: Intelligent, sophisticated, gorgeous, complex.
The Twilight Saga: Intelligent, sophisticated, gorgeous.
I prefer the VC characters.
The Vampire Chronicles: Complex and philosophical.
The Twilight Saga: Well it’s a love story and that’s it.
I prefer the VC storyline.
The Vampire Chronicles: Very interesting and detailed.
The Twilight Saga: The werewolves have a mythology but the vampires don’t. Pretty disappointing.
I prefer the VC mythology.
The Vampire Chronicles: The regular stuff plus a few extra.
The Twilight Saga: The regular stuff plus a lot more.
I prefer the TS gifts.
The Vampire Chronicles: From ancient Rome to present day Los Angeles.
The Twilight Saga: From Forks to Rome.
I prefer the VC setting.
I do like Twilight. I actually do. I guess it’s pretty obvious that I think it’s no way near as great as The Vampire Chronicles though. Those are the best books about vampires I’ve so far read in my life. Don’t think you know the story just because you’ve seen the movies. The books are far greater than that sorry attempt of a movie Queen of the Damned and the pretty good but nowhere near as great as the book Interview With The Vampire. I guess something that obviously makes The Vampire Chronicles storyline richer and more complex is the fact that it consists of many more books than The Twilight Saga. And the fact that it’s written for an adult audience (at least in my 26 year old eyes) makes it better as well.
With all this said I still look forward to seeing New Moon. Like I said, I do like Twilight. It’s just not the best vampire story out there.
Which is your favourite vampire story?
Which people know about your blog and how private are you when you’re blogging?
My blog is pretty much out in the open so to speak. My friends read it, my family knows about it and I’ve got it linked on pretty much every social network site I’m a member of. Even if I prefer that some people stay away from my site I make no attempt of hiding my identity here. In the end no matter how hard you try to be private and secretive the truth is that everything on the internet can be found by anyone.
Since my site is no secret that of course limits what I feel comfortable blogging about. I go after the motto “If you can’t say it to their face don’t say it online”. That means I don’t trash talk people online unless I’m in a open conflict with them. The most important thing with this policy is that I keep parts of my life private. You wouldn’t tell anyone just anything about yourself would you? And you sure as hell wouldn’t want someone you dislike to know private things about you? Still lots of people blog about just about everything going on in their lives even though with luck or determination anyone can find it. One last thing I don’t blog about is what’s going on with people I know because that’s just rude. Who am I to expose their lives?
How private are you on Facebook? Are you one of those who keep their profile private?
My Facebook profile can be viewed by anyone. I figure everything that can be found on my Facebook can be found on my site so what’s the use keeping it private?
With all this said I still prefer that some people never find my site or my Facebook profile. Just like I prefer some people to stay as far as way from me as possible in real life I prefer some people to stay as far as way as possible from me online.
This summer me and my sisters went to the medieval week in Visby. Everything about that trip was perfect. The weather couldn’t have been better, the medieval week was wonderful as usual and Visby just happen to be my favourite place in the world. Total perfection.
One day we stood on the top of Galgberget (Gallow mountain) overlooking the city and the sea. The sun was shining and the view was amazing. It was such a perfect moment. I told my sisters that very moment would be what I’d miss and long for in the middle of the winter when everything was cold and grey.
Here I am almost four months later and when I think about what I miss about the summer that moment is what I think about. It’s a perfect summer memory. Actually that entire trip is one perfect summer memory. Breakfast on the cliffs overlooking the sea, watching the horizon as the sun set, walking through alleys full of roses and wading in the water looking for sea glass. I want to be there again. In those moments. I was so happy.
That’s why I love summer and hate winter. During the summer I’m happy and love life while I during the dark seasons become sad and annoyed at everything. I see no need whatsoever for the season to ever change. I don’t need that change because there’s nothing I like about the fall and winter. Winter depression is a terrible thing and it doesn’t matter that I know that once spring arrives I’ll be happy again because it doesn’t change anything. I still have to go through months of feeling like shit without being able to do anything about it.
I went through photos from my cell. Most of them are kinda blurry since my cell phone camera don’t have a flash.
Here I am during my festival job with about four layers of clothes since we worked outside through the entire night.