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For the last few days I've noticed we live so far out in The Woods that I can't even post anything on Vox whenever I want to. I don't have anything to say every day, but talk about living far out.....
Since my birthday is stalking me just around the corner, I thought I'd tell you a few things you may, or may not, know about me. You may or may not also be interested in any of these things but that's just the beauty about blogs. I get to write about things up close and personal: Me!
I'm a Libra/Scorpio, since I'm born on a day that is constantly either the last day of getting to be a Libra, or the first one of being a Scorpio. Usually I just pick the horoscope that promises more money and tall, dark & handsome men. Although I've had a person look me straight up and down and declare me a Scorpio. Good enough for me!
Being a native of the bilingual Finland, I am bilingual. Though not Finnish-Swedish even if both of my native tongues are finnish and swedish. Noone of my family has ever come to this country from Sweden. The fennomaniacs of the early last century made it illegal for immigrants to participate in teaching in finnish schools, and so a swedish school was the only option. That's how we all got mixed into this soup.
Not being by any means swedish, I am still a mix-up of nationalities. A lot of me is Finnish, a lot Karelian, about 1/4 Italian, with just a dash of German. I don't speak any German apart from what I'm trying to teach myself at the University, and the only thing Italian about me is my huge nose.
I have 6,5 piercings. the 0,5 is one in my ear that has grown shut on one side but is still open on the other. The rast are in my ears and one in my bellybutton.
I have also enjoyed the oh-so-trendy-scarification. By (apparently) being the first one in the world who has a jaw that tends to dislocate and then start growing shut, I've had the pleasure of undergoing 2 operations. Both to the head. This has resulted in a total of 23 stitches, of which 22 are located on the right side of my face. The scar is about 15 cm, so all you people scaring tiny heartagrams on your arms can suck it. I have to admit that the surgeon was so talented that you can't even see the scar unless I tell you it's there. And half of it is covered now that the hair's grown back. Which brings us to the next point:
I've been partially bald. I've also had short hair, long hair, seriously long hair, stupid hair, boy hair and funny hair. I've had hair in every color except blonde. I liked dark purple or flaming red most, but my Mom thought I looked like and easter witch.
I speak finnish, swedish, english, trying to learn Deutsch. I also know a few signs of the finnish sign language. And it being finnish, I know a lot of swear words, including two ways to sign F***. Ok, so one is F*** as in the actual reproductive organ, the other is F*** You. Not the international version though, it's a lot more subtle. And I'm sure no other sign language has put so much effort into its curses.
I'm, at times, extremly hyperactive. I get restless if I don't have anything to do.
I'm a huge flirt. Which comes in handy because The Woods, where we live, Is a military area. I constantly have to remind me I'm probably a few years older than the little boys running around because of their compulsory 1-year military service.
I have the biggest uniform fetish. It's huuuuuuge.
I love Roman Schatz . I think he's just the sexiest piece of german gluteus maximus there is. Even before he was on "dances with the stars". Thank God he couldn't dance because that would've totally destroyed his hot macho bear-image (might be it's all in my head). Roman Schatz is like Sean Connery. They're both incredibly sexy although they're pushing 400. Call me!
I've never had a nickname because my actual name is so short. People tend to call me by my last name, because Finns like to pronounce r:s and k:s. They're the Manly Letters.
My fiancée (gay word) calls me Honey. Since I'm the kind of person who could live on hugs (and chocolate) alone, I love any kind of attention. Although I must admit, Blueberry Pantie is seriously starting to grow on me too.
As you've probably guessed, narcissism is no stranger to me. I think a healthy dose of it would do us all good. Thinking you're the prettiest, best, sexiest, most talented or whatever does show. There is a line between "healhty" and "ridiculous" though. I hope I don't cross it.
I don't enjoy spending a lot of time alone. I like to hang out with my friends, and I'm still stunned there are people who stand out with me for extended periods of time.
I'm currently studying for a second degree at University. I'm a Bachelor(ette) of Pharmacy, and currently I'm studying to be a Master of Sciences in Economics.
I used to practice competetive swimming. Other sports I've tried include handball, kung fu, kickboxing. I've also played the piano as a kid. Nowadays my hobbies include diving with The Future Husband, and sometimes getting of the couch. Not too much though, it's hard work!
As opposed to many girls, and an increasing number of men: I can't stand cider. Blah. Beer is liquid bread, It's good for me. Other than cider, I don't usually "spit in the glass" (don't know if it's an international saying), and my liver is in quite competetive shape.
I have siblings. 2 of them. And a parental unit.
I also have asthma, so that rules out the pets.
And smoking. Nowadays.
I hate horror films because I'm too much of a pussy to look at them without losing my nights sleep. I also try to stear clear of the Finnish films because they're just incredibly bad. Iäve watched Rukajärven Tie (the road to Rukajärvi), a film about the war between Finland and Russia and that was an exception. The last Finnish film I've seen is the one Sami had a part in. It's called Haaste Taistelusukeltajaksi - Combat Divers. It was a documentary made for Yle, a Finnish network, but it was so wildly popular that they made it to a movie. You can catch a glimpse of the first part "Sorsanpojat - Ducklings" here
That's about it, I think.
More if I come up with anything ;)