Month: March 2014

Weekly Writing Challenge: Golden Years

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This Weekly Writing Challenge really is a challenge. I don’t want to reveal too much about myself. I’m still sticking to the “no personal stuff” policy on this blog. So I won’t get into much detail.

Age is a thing I’ve never had any problems with. But it’s the society that seems to have. People expect you to have a family at the age of 30 and a decent job. If you don’t, there must be something wrong with you. I’ve never had a real job (only part-time ones with no real pay), no real relationship nor bought a flat. But it still doesn’t make me a sad person. Sometimes it feels like I’m the only person on earth that doesn’t have enough of experience with anything. It feels like I’m still a teen even if I haven’t been that in years. I’m still young and have a lot of time ahead of me but somehow the society doesn’t see it that way. With society I mean, work places and such.
I still don’t think I have missed anything. I never needed to rebel. I hated parties and people drinking too much. I always thought I was more mature than other people at my age. I don’t envy those with relationship problems or people with kids. I would rather choose freedom than responsibility. That way I’m still a kid at heart.

I never knew what I wanted to be, career wise. Everything seemed to be boring. It took years and years. I’ve tried a lot of things and studied different things but still I have no career. My life seems so boring. What really upsets me it that, when I finally know what I want to do, the society punch me in the face. There is no job and if there is, you need a driver’s license. Or you have to be a student. Of course young people always seems to get internships or part-time jobs. Someone with no job experienced. When I was at that age, I didn’t get that much help. Now there’s all kinds of youth programs that gives young people opportunities to get job experiences. Where were those then?!

If I could turn back time, I would do things differently. But since I can’t, I just have to accept the way things are. All you can do is look forward. In my case, to tomorrow. I wouldn’t want to live forever. There’s enough to tolerate at the present anyway.

My guilty pleasure: Fan fiction

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imagination

Or I don’t even know if I can call it that. Fan fiction are usually written and read by horny teenagers. The stories are based on TV series or movies and it’s characters. But I’m not really into that. I don’t really understand this infatuation to Slash fan fiction either. It’s a bit disturbing reading about heterosexuals turning homosexuals. Unless they really are but that’s a different matter.

I don’t really read fan fiction. Unless it’s about Formula One drivers. I’ve written a few of those. I even had a blog about it here on WordPress last year. But those fan fictions are in the past. I haven’t written any fiction lately. I prefer those RPF (Real Person Fiction) Writing them that is. I don’t think I never read one. I only write them for me. Only in English. It’s good practise and also a way to get thoughts out of my head. I get inspirations of the people (men in this case) I write about. And boy what an inspiration they give me. I don’t even know if I can call my fictions real person fiction. The only thing that is real, are the names. And maybe a little of their personality. But other things are just in my imagination. And why would they mind, it’s not like they will know. Even if I decided to post them on the internet. Which could happen. Or it would not.

Another day I can’t understand why it’s celebrated

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International Women’s Day. What a lot of nonsense to me. Of course women in some countries have it difficult and people should remember those less fortunate. BUT.

Why not remember women everyday? Why have a special day for it? Spread awareness every single day. You might just as well have an International Day for idiots. Or Stupid people’s day. Or Helpless people’s day. Remember people who can’t do anything practical, like turning the lights off or close a gate after them. My point is, why have so many different days? Some are important like World Aids days but there are unnesserry days as well cough Valentine’s Day cough

Of course there are a lot of all kinds of different days but why is this day anything special? I for one don’t care much. It’s just a normal day among other days. And besides being a woman is not that great. But I wouldn’t want to be a man either. Why not celebrate Men day for a change? Or not celebrate any of those at all. Just call it All Gender, Ages and Races Day and get it over with.