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Weekly Writing Challenge: Time Machine

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“Step back in time”
“Turn back the clock”
“If I could turn back time”

These are a few songs that is about turning back the time. At this weeks writing challenge it’s back in time again.

Especially today when it’s one those day when sadness takes over. This challenge really is a challenge for me. I could write this tomorrow but nothing is better than the present. Besides it’s better to write it down instead of keeping it all inside.
Sometimes everybody wishes they could turn back time. Some might think things were better then. For me it really is. I wish I could go back to my childhood. It was when things were good. We went every year to Lapland for a week to ski (that’s downhill skiing mostly) We means me, my sister and my parents. We shared a cabin with 3 other families. We always went there by car. It was a long ride. About 1000 km from southern of Finland. Me and my big sister slept, side by side in the backseat. At the time seatbelts weren’t a big thing. Of course we had breaks once in a while. We sang songs or listened to cassettes to make the time go faster. The best thing about the trip was just being together as a family. The week was so fun, it was a shame to leave.
It wasn’t just the holidays in Lapland. It was also birthdays and Christmases. Both grandmother’s were still around (never knew my grandfathers) Those were the days I wish I could go back to.

Then later my sister died (she was only 10) and things were never the same again. But death is something you can’t control. The same with time. When the time is up, the time is up.

Weekly Writing Challenge: My name is… my name is…

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Not Slim Shady though.

I didn’t really like my first name (Mia) when I was younger. Not even saying it out loud. I still don’t. These days I actually like it. It’s short to write and easy to remember. That’s what my mother probably thought too. In Finnish it’s spelled with 2 “i’s” but mine is only one. I tell people when they write my name that it’s with one “i” only. I’m very particular with that. Hate it if people write it wrong.
In Finland everyone that is baptized usually have 1 to 3 middle names. Mine has a hyphen between them. So you could say it’s 2 middle names when it’s actually 1.

I never had a nickname but I wasn’t really into that anyway. What really is a bit annoying. People being called Mia when their real name really is Maria or similar. It’s a disgrace for us that has been baptized with that name. I don’t think the name should be used as a nickname. Especially when people introduces themselves by their nicknames and pretending it’s their real name. If your real name isn’t Mia, why are you claiming it’s your name.

Call it weird but I have actually named my mobile Hayden (after Hayden Christensen) and my STB (Set-top box), Anakin. It was my Star Wars phase when I bought them. My TV is called Wentworth (after Wentworth Miller) I think I named my bike something but I can’t remember what it was. I’ve never had a pet, so I name material things instead. Like I did with dolls when I was a child.

Actually the first thing I thought about this Weekly Writing Challenge:Power of names was certain male names that sound sexy when you say them out loud. But that’s another story for another day.

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.