About me!

I won't bore with all the gory details, although I will include the important bits.

I was born in South Africa and I stayed there until I was 6. My memories of that stage of childhood are totally happy and peaceful. I moved to Scotland in March of 1999. My first memory of kids over here is of a girl who was in my class telling me that I didn't really like S Club 7 because I didn't want to sing their songs. From then on I was never the 'cool' kid at school. I like to think that despite the many tears shed over my social status, I've turned out all right (perhaps even more interesting than all the kids who had it easy!).

So, skip to now, the 'interesting' bit. I'm soon to be unemployed (as of 17/01/10), and frankly, I haven't a clue what to do next. Working at Tesco doesn't really open doors for anyone, particularly not someone my age. Uni isn't an option - I can't justify spending £15k odd on something I'm not really sure about. I've thought about college, although that kind of environment doesn't appeal. It seems as if my list options is endless, although the sad truth is that there is very little available, jobs-wise, for someone my age, which is a thoroughly depressing thought. For now, I may as well just take things in my stride.

I'm using 'I' a lot, its totally bothering me. I guess this is about me so its okay this one time.

Anyway, a lot of people include a pretty boring list of 'things that they <3' so I suppose I better add a bit about things I like. Anyone my age who considers themself to be very 'original' would have very mixed feelings about me. I find they're usually the types who judge you anyway.

I have such strange little obsessions - coloured pens and pencils must be in rainbow order (or they get re-arranged for until correct) and different kinds of food have to be kept separate on my plate. My cupboard doors and my bedroom door have to be closed at night or monsters will come eat me! Not really... I'm meant to be grown up now.

I love Kimya Dawson and Tegan and Sara. If ever I'm sad, sing Eleventeen to me and you'll have me smiling again. Sometimes it feels like a song just fits the moment. For me, its music to listen to on the bus: the Juno soundtrack when its snowing (facepalm, all you people out there who think Juno is actually rubbish!); The Smiths when its dark; Kimya during the day sometimes. Tegan and Sara when I'm sad or angry. Books really have to take my fancy. I go through long periods where I don't really feel compelled to read anything, then for a while I'll read lots then go back to not reading at all (apart from food wrappers, oddly). My favourite book ever is The Lovely Bones by Alice Sebold. It was made into a movie but apparently it was awful.

I feel like I'm rambling now, so I better stop. This probably makes no sense, I've spent about two hours writing it but it'll have to do.