Actually, it’s not. Actually, I am. I am complicated. I’m complicated in all the right ways. My highs are high and my lows are low. My deeps are thought and my thoughts are deep. I’m pretty special. I’m rather unique. But if you let me be my magic self, I am yours, for keeps.
I think a lot. So, here’s a thought I thought I’d share with you. Just a thought that brings me comfort: you’re not wrong, you’re just not right.
Everyone can’t be the right one. Ultimately, there’s only one the one. I mean, just because you’re not right, doesn’t mean you’re wrong. Like my dad used to tell me, yet in a completely different context: ”This is not against you, Julia. This is for me”, meaning he didn’t do what he did to be mean to me. He simply did it for his own gain. Basically, I had nothing to do with it and it was all well meant.
At some point, you’ll be more than all right for someone, and when you think about it this way, it doesn’t hurt as much to be basically no one to what feels like everyone. One day, you’ll be just right for someone and it won’t matter that you weren’t all the other times.
Sometimes, people are willing to settle for anyone, anywhere. I believe it’s always better to settle for the one and only, even if that person oftentimes seems to be nowhere. I’m still searching for Mr (b)right. That’s right, he has to be a smart one!
I’m convinced everybody’s ”rights” are left somewhere. We just need to move forward and leave the thought of being wrong behind.
Another New Year’s resolution: one TED Talk a day – my hunger for knowledge takeaway to feed my mind. It is healthy to train all body parts – including the brain! I hit the gym a lot, it is time to hit the books just as much. Even though I do not really like to study, I like (love, actually) learning and being up to date. It is a great advantage to truly know things.
I read Forbes articles daily. The truth is, I rarely play iPhone games; whenever I am on my phone for other than social purposes, it is usually for educational reasons. How about that?
Geniuses are made, not born. The willingness to learn is a choice. My biggest challange here, is to face the fact that there are lessons only failure can teach me. I need to gain experience from life and thus I must dare to live a little. Basically, I have to add just a tad of wild and crazy to my résumé. Are you with me?
Yesterday I watched Jurassic Park III. Tonight, I am going to watch Jurassic World. When I was a little kid I loved The Land Before Time, starring the cutest Littlefoot! I am, in fact, very fascinated by dinosaurs. I also find white sharks and the space super thrilling! I guess the common denominator has to do with power. Now, shower!
December 31st, you elves, nutcrackers and snowmen! I suppose it is finally time to eat less, drink more and sparkle galore! However, I will not be doing much of that. I am bedridden and sick as per usual over the holidays. It is just my luck to get ill whenever I am off work for a longer period of time. Anyway, I am still capable of writing so here follows some traditional New Year’s resolutions, or whatever we should call it!
Next year I have to…
1. Create an exciting life. I am bored most of my time, mainly because I do not get to use my creativity as desired on a daily basis. My weeks has been utterly monotonous for too long. I must leap at excitement.
2. Continue my inner journey. I have learned A LOT about who I am during the last couple of months and it has been an adventure. It is so rewarding getting to know oneself. I am building up my confidence and self-esteem to the core which is an impeccable virtuous circle. Wow. I read articles and books, watch TED Talks and discuss with family and friends. I cannot wait to explore myself a whole lot more!
3. Stop chasing boys, start chasing men. Ha, just kidding. I am going to stop chasing all of them and start chasing merely my dreams. I realise those could involve a guy but no, if so I will try my best not to run after him because he is the one who should be running after me. I am a catch.
4. Take more risks. One cannot win if one do not even enter the game, right? I still have to overcome my fear of failure. I must defeat my way of thinking: “If I lose the highs at least I am spared the lows”. The real winners will always be the doers. It is all about action(s). Chop-chop!
Here is to new chances, same dreams and fresh starts! Next year, I want fireworks, butterflies, shooting stars and fairytales. May 2018 be magical!
Good evening, here are a few things about me, myself and I!
I hope you liked this content!
I am completely and utterly in love with these two colours, and the fact that they go so well together! Besides, I occasionally put orange/Sienna coloured eye shadow on my lids to make my blue eyes pop! What do you think? Do you like these colours combined? What is your favourite colour, and why?
Håll i er! Det har blivit dags att offentliggöra vad jag kallar några av mina familjemedlemmar och givetvis är det allt annat än deras faktiska namn! Anledningen till att jag vill dela med mig är mest för att jag tycker det är ganska roligt och påhittigt. Avgör/bedöm själva!
Mamma Anna lyssnar mestadels till “Mamma Annagrynsgröt” och mormor Lena har länge fått stå ut med “Mormor Morfin”. Mina femåringar till tvillingbröder är mina “tillisar” som i sin tur är någon slags kombination av orden “tvillingar” och “killar”. Sedan går tvilling nummer ett, Gustav, under namnen “Gusteau”, “Güsti” och “Duddi” medan tvilling två, Erik, råkat ut för “Erique” (måste ju vara två fransmän), “Rickekricke” och av någon märklig anledning “Krickon”… Mina tillisar Gusteau och Erique kallas även för “boarnen” som Erik uttalade “barnen” en gång för några år sedan när han skulle härma mitt “Hejdå barnen!” – så gülligt!
Sedan har vi lillasyster Emma… När hon var mindre trodde hon nog att hon hette Elsa eller Ella eftersom både jag och mamma kallat henne det ganska mycket av någon anledning! Nu för tiden är det dock mest Empan, Emsa och Emsie. Detta är dock bara ett urval! Min äldsta lillasyster Bella har fått höra både Bell, Belle och Alleb – d.v.s. Bella baklänges! Svante, min äldsta lillebror, kom jag just på ett bra namn till: Svantomen! Förr har jag däremot ropat på Svanton, Plankton och Svarre!
Sist men inte minst (eller jo, rent åldersmässigt) har vi lillebror Charlie, Charlan, Chilirino… Borde kanske nämna att jag flera gånger har fått minst lika fina namn av andra. Vad sägs om Jullie (som alla mammas barn säger), Julle eller Jules? Det var de schyssta. Gelébulle, Jullan och Scholie är inte jag…
Here are some things about me that other people often mention (so, I thought I’d mention them too):