A fresh start

2014, here I come. I’m such a lazy writer. But I have a good reason. My motivation has been low. It has nothing to do with not having a job. It has never been something I stress about. And has nothing to do with my mother passing away on December 15, 2013. She had cancer. She had been sick about a year. There was nothing the doctor could do. That’s just life. Some have the luck of surviving but she wasn’t one of them. Unfortunately. After having a cry 3-4 days in a row, I have started to feel better. It’s never nice when someone close to you dies. You just have to continue. There are times when those memories comes back to your mind. Maybe you cry and wish that person was still around. You never get over it, you just move on.

Anyway. I have always had motivation problems. Maybe because I like so many things. I need someone who lifts up my spirit. Encouragement is the word. I get bored easily. Sometimes I feel like a failure. Lot of people in my age (30+) already have careers but I have nothing. I don’t compare myself with others though. They also have families but that’s not what I want from life. Maybe I’m like Peter Pan, never want to grow up. I just have to be more brave. I’m not very sociable. Never had lot of friends but I don’t need much either. It might sound really sad that I have no one (except my dad) but that’s something I’m not depressed about. What’s more depressing, is that I can do lots of different things and studied but still can’t find a job. That’s my goal for the year. I want to earn my own money so that I can pay the mortgage (the flat I live in, was owned by my mother) and that I can buy a new flat somewhere else. I’ve told too much already 😉

Until next time. Might be tomorrow since I’m taking part of this Zero to Hero: 30 Days to a Better Blog

5 things I can’t live without

Music

It’s always been part of my life. Without music life would be boring. I’m more of a listener then a player. When I was 6 years old I took electric organ lessons. Or it was a lesson. I didn’t like it that much. My parents even bought me a electric organ for Christmas. I was too lazy to practise I guess. When I got older, I’ve learned to play it. Only with one hand though. I’ve learned some notes on my own. Easy ones. In school I played the recorder. The same with that, too lazy to practise. I only took it up again when I got older. Like I said, I’m more of a listener. I listen to all kinds of music. Except heavy metal or jazz. I don’t like noisy music. Like techno music. I’m mostly into pop and rock music. My favourite bands are Duran Duran and Bon Jovi. My favorite artists are Madonna and Michael Jackson (rest his soul) I could write a whole blog about bands and artists I like. For me music is a way of escaping from reality.

My bike

I don’t have a drivers license or do I like using public transport either. I have a city bike. With a bike you can go almost anywhere. It’s only in the winter I don’t use it. Sometimes I do short bike rides. Luckily I live in a city where nature is near by. I wish people with cars would have more respect for cyclists. Unfortunately there are also cyclists that have no respect for other traffic. They drive like headless hen. So no wonder accidents happen. I always drive carefully.

Nature

I could never live in a big city. Too much traffic and too many people. For Finns nature has always been a big part. Finland is one of the few places in the world where forests and fresh air still exist. It’s peaceful to walk around in the forest, listen to birds sing, hearing the wind. Takes out all the stress. Unfortunately not everyone have respect for nature. They leave their trash behind them. Scream on the top of their lungs and who knows what. Nature should not be taken for granted. Nothing is more important than clean surroundings and fresh air.

Candy/sweets

It might be bad for your health but sometimes you need something sweet. My favourite is chocolate and salmiakki. Not together though. Finnish chocolate is the best. I eat chocolate as it is or put it on ice cream. The only candy/sweet I don’t like is mint and marmalade.

Humour

Laughter is the best remedy, they say. And it’s all true. When I feel down I watch comedy but also when I’m happy. I especially love British humour. The Fast show, A bit of Fry and Laurie, Father Ted, Keeping up appearance and Allo Allo. Just to name a few. I also like American humour. Like Friends, Frasier and The big bang theory. My all time favourite comedian is Jim Carrey. Such a talented actor. He can do serious characters as well. I love films with humour in it. I can laugh at almost anything. It’s not about what is said, it’s how it’s said.

Followers or friends?

 

I have a “few” followers on Twitter and Facebook (on my blogs as well but that’s another matter) Most of them I “met” from F1 forums for females. But are they just followers or are they friends?! I’ve never met any of them so I don’t know them personally. I don’t talk to them either. And they don’t confide in me. So they must be followers only.

What is friendship anyway?! I know what they are like and know what they do. But can I call them friends?! The only thing I have in common with them is Formula One. I could call them fellow fans. But then again I know things about them. If they were only fellow fans, I wouldn’t know much about them. They would just be random people. But since I don’t have friends that I talk to, face to face, I would call them friends.

 

The best thing about internet is that you can meet people from another country without having to go anywhere. Especially when you can’t afford it. And it’s much easier to find people on the internet when you don’t have to open your mouth. Since my social skills are not that great, internet is a good tool for people like me.

 

The question still is, are they followers or friends?! Lot of people “brag” about how many followers they’ve got. But I don’t care about “collecting” followers. I want to find friends that I have things in common with. It’s about quality not quantity.

 

So my answer to my question is, they are friends since I know something about them and their life. Those I know don’t know much about, they are followers.