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Nothing to flaunt about

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bright peacockMy life is pretty boring. I don’t really have nothing to flaunt about. I’m not a person who likes to brag anyway. It would be nice to have something to show but I got nothing special. Yesterday when I wrote about internet on One Line Sunday, it does have its disadvantages. People’s lives seem to be much more exciting than mine. I try not to get affected by it because it’s really their life and they’re all strangers to me. Besides, people who flaunt their lives on the internet probably need reassurance of their own existence. Some study says that kind of people isn’t really happy. If they were they would keep things to themselves. But since the internet was invented, people have had the urge to post anything online. I guess they want to have that 15 minutes of fame at least for once in their lifetime. Even if it’s just among friends and family. I got enough of attention at home so I don’t need to flaunt my things to a bunch strangers.

It’s a shame only people who flaunt and has a certain personality get more opportunities in life. Even in a job search. If you’re not that well-groomed and sociable, you’re a loser. Unless you’re a man, then you can look like hell and still have better chances. Maybe not if you look like a hobo though. The point is if you’re not presentable and outgoing, you get overlooked. You have to make yourself a brand. Being human isn’t enough it seems. Introverted and reserved isn’t really something to brag about since people see it as a negative thing. Those who are not afraid to market themselves get chosen for a job they’ve applied for. It’s not only about your skills, it’s about your personality too and if you fit into the companies images. In other words, job search sucks and it gets worse.

Recently I’ve bumped into blogs I usually don’t find. I was actually looking for something totally different. Bloggers who have either blogs about fashion, interior design or food blogs get attention. What they have in common is photos of the blogger. It seems you have to post photos of yourself online to get recognition. Those photos need to look professional too. Since when have ordinary people become models? Isn’t really important how a blogger looks like? There is no mystery left in these blogs. The blogs all look the same. Sure they got information to people who like that kind of stuff. But there are too much of the same subjects online. You have to flaunt about your presence and then one day sponsors will find you so you can keep on flaunting about your new found success. Or that’s what the motive for these blogs seems to be. I wish my blog would attract employers like that but this is the real world and it only happens in dreams.

At least I dare to be different. I refuse to follow the crowd. If I wanted to get paid to blog I would have chosen a different subject. Except that I don’t follow fashion, I don’t care how my home looks like, I eat what I want without getting overweight and I eat my cooking as soon it gets finished. That’s in a nutshell. Other people do it much better than me so I stick to what I know. I could flaunt with that I dare to be different but there is no point really. I know what I can and that’s what matters and not what others might think. Small circles are the best so that should be enough.

Things that astonish me

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Astonished sunset
Photo of a sunset I took.

Life is full of surprises. Most of them happen to other people. Things that astonish me the most is the talent of other people. It’s amazing what some can do. Let’s take people who work in design for example. I don’t know where they get their ideas. When I try to design something, it ends in nothing special. I don’t astonish people professionally. It’s different if I do it as a hobby. But there is a big difference between pro and amateur. I won’t be ‘discovered’ and be wanted my big companies. I don’t think I want to either but that was just an example. I just feel left out of these great surprises. You shouldn’t compare yourself to others but when I look at what others can do, I feel like a loser.

I have no luck in job search and I have no luck in love. I never meet anyone through a friend nor will I ever bump accidentally into my crush and we fall in love. I won’t find a friend who’s on the same wavelength as me. It’s not like I really want these things. My point is, I never had this kind of surprises in life and it upsets me a little. All I meet are jerks or just pass walking people that I never become friends with. If there’s someone I want, they’re too far away or taken. I never met anyone who shares my feelings. Helpless love is the story of my life. I’ve substituted love for other things. Sometimes I think about it and feel sad but the freedom of being alone is so much more tempting. As I get older my options are getting worse. If I ever did had any in the first place.

I’m also astonished how some people can have so many friends at once. It’s unnatural. When people get together they make a lot of noise. They’re like a bunch of howling monkeys. In my father’s building, there lives this kind of people. Like right now. It’s May Day Eve and they have their stupid noise parties. It sounds like they have a competition of who can shout the loudest. Are these people really students because they seem to have no common sense. That’s what the problem with the world today. It’s me, me. As long as I have it good, nothing else matters. I really hope these party people will leave soon. But that probably won’t happen. There seems to arrive more people. That’s what the problem is when you live in a flat. There are always idiots not caring about anything but themselves. The only thing to do is have the TV or radio on and which the noise will stop sooner or later. It will and then it really is a party, mine. Too many people are stressful so I can’t understand why there is a need for so many friends. Each to their own. A shame other people have to listen to the rack for hours.

There is a lot of other things that astonish me but I would be here writing all night. I’m sure there are people out there who I astonish but in small doses. That’s better than do things in vain where no one notice. Like this blog for example. For the comments I got in the past, people are astonished by my English. Actually, Finns, in general, are good at it because we learn it from 3rd or 4th grade. I’m astonished myself at times. If I had more confidence in myself, I would be more secure. But you have you get what you can.

Without a warning

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warning

Without a warning

They said be careful, they said don’t fall

But without a warning, I did it anyway

You got that something I can’t explain

Maybe it’s the look in your eyes or the way you talk

Without a warning, you changed my life

The problem is you don’t even know it

I try to look at someone else but there you are

Running through my head every day of the week

Without a warning, you moved into my mind

Now I can’t get it out and I’m in trouble

Telling you to stop would be wrong

It’s the way things are and I accept that

If only there would be someone else like you

But it wouldn’t be the same, there’s only one

Without a warning, you stole my heart

The reality keeps me sane and grounded

I get over you, I know it

Even without a warning, I would still have fallen