I’ve always been the opposite of rambunctious. As a child, I was calm, and it hasn’t changed. I had a second cousin who was rambunctious as a child. Once, we visited the family, and I didn’t want to go there again because of him. I was a child myself then too. The boy was younger than me. When my late mother was worried, I took it easy. Rambunctious people stress me out. Certain people raise their voices to say something. I only raise my voice when I’m upset. My temper is not to be messed up with. I also calm down quickly. Why stay mad for a longer time than necessary. If you do things calmly, you get them done better.
Someone needs to be calm. If everyone was rambunctious, there would be even more chaos in the world. To be peaceful is only an advantage. Maybe sometimes I’m a little too cautious, and it has stopped me from doing things. Whatever happens in life, I will always be the opposite of rambunctious.
I only celebrate birthdays and Christmas holidays. I don’t care about Valentine’s Day or Friend’s Day, as we call it in Finland. You should celebrate it every day. You don’t need to do it only on this day. I don’t know why you should have a particular day for it. Maybe it’s just a way to rub it on people doesn’t have friends or loved ones. Either way, it’s an unnecessary day.
When I was a kid, I had birthday parties. It was nice to get presents. We had cake and played put a tail on a donkey. That’s what I had when I turned 6. Birthdays were important then, but as older as you get, you don’t celebrate them the same way. Who wants to get old anyway? The last time I had a birthday party was when I was in 5th or 6th grade. Today all I need is a meal with dessert, and then that’s over. Last year I was at some kind of party, the Duran Duran concert. People only congratulate me on Facebook because that’s what the notifications say. I don’t get many congratulations anymore. Maybe they don’t care. Actually, I don’t get any responses on whatever I post. I only post for myself, so I don’t feel so bad.
I haven’t had any friends since 9th grade, but I have managed without any. The last time I saw my former classmates was over 20 years ago. I don’t even know if they’re still alive. You lose touch with people for different reasons, but that’s life. Some find new friends, but some don’t. In the filmmaking course I’m doing, I won’t have any contact with my classmates when it’s over in August. I talk to them, but that’s about it. Typically, I don’t have much in common with people. They’re not on the same wavelength as me. They’re not asking me anything either, so it feels like people don’t want to get to know me. It’s their loss. I have other things to think about.
Different people celebrate in different ways. Some have big parties where they go dancing, and some celebrate quietly at home. There are no right and wrong ways to celebrate. You do the way you feel like. I only celebrate birthdays and Christmas holidays quietly without a big fuss. For me, other celebrations are only an ordinary day among others.
I’m a sweet tooth, so I love cake. Sometimes I bake it myself, like in the photo above. Cream cakes are the best. When I was a kid, my mother baked a cake for my birthday. It had two layers and in between, there were raspberry jam and banana slices as a filling. When I’m lazy, I buy a cake from the store. But the best cream cake is something you bake yourself. It’s much work, but really tasty. Thinking about cream cakes makes my mouth water.
Last year, I didn’t have a birthday cake because I was at a Duran Duran concert. But maybe this year, I bake one again. If I have the time. I still have 4 months to think about it. I only bake cakes for special occasions. Eating vanilla ice cream and a raspberry Swiss roll is almost the same thing. Nothing beats a cake with whipped cream and canned peaches or pineapple rings on it, though. My perfect birthday cake isn’t perfect. It’s good enough for me.
In my world 