21 June 2011

Swings in Roundabouts.

When  I was a baby, I had no choices, I was dressed in pink, and admittedly, I followed that when I was a toddler... I was somewhat girly.

When I was a kid, I prided myself on not being girly, rather, on being a tomboy.  Makeup didn't interest me, I couldn't have cared less about clothes, and my hair was in a ponytail all the time.  I loathed shopping, couldn't think of anything worse, and my nails were never painted.

When I hit my teens, I still wasn't a girly girl, nor was I a tomboy.  I guess I was somewhere in the middle or something.  I went to a school with a strict dress/uniform code, so didn't have much opportunity to explore my options or individuality, and the friends I had (yes, past tense, but that's another story) didn't really care about fashion etc either, and weren't incredibly girly.

Now that I'm in my twenties, over the last couple of years where I've worked and travelled before settling down for university, I have finally developed a girlyness I've never really had before.  I now have a vague interest in makeup - I know what liquid eyeliner is now, and how to use it!  I love shopping, and buying clothes.  I may not have the best fashion sense, but I still love shopping. 

But now, I'm starting to feel like I need to get in touch with my minimalist side.  Although not entirely ditch the girlyness... but maybe tone it down.  I feel like I'm becoming a bit too superficial, a bit too reliant on material possessions, and a bit bad at just enjoying being.  I feel like I need to spend more time with my friends and family, doing things that don't necessarily involve lots of money or going shopping, but rather getting to know people, laughing and enjoying life.

One of these days, I'll work out who I am.

09 June 2011

That Sinking Feeling

When you know someone doesn't care anymore, but you just can't let go.  

It doesn't help that when one of your favourite quotes is "when you feel like giving up, remember why you held on so long in the first place".

I'm determined to get to the bottom of this one day, but for now, I'm left hanging, wondering why.  Why it's so hard just to text back, or email back, or call me.  I'm tired of making the effort.  I'm almost as my ultimate giving up point. 

sigh.

07 June 2011

Untouchable

We've just had a 3 day weekend.  They really are the best.  Next semester I have no classes on a Friday, so it will be like this EVERY weekend.  But enough about that.  That's not the point of this blog. 

The point of this blog is the fact that over the space of this weekend, nobody has contacted me.  Perhaps because I don't really have any/many friends and they are all too busy enjoying their own long weekends.

But it's been nice.  Really nice.  Not a single text message, nor going on Facebook chat.  It's relaxing.  I think I'll go back to my habit of never going on FB chat unless someone wallposts me that they are online and want to talk to me... thats how I used to be.  Can't remember why I stopped.

I think I was always online because living alone in town is lonely, and I liked to chat to people online, but it wasn't very productive.

So for now, I remain, to a degree, uncontactable...

...and untouchable.