I’m usually a very open person. But there is something about the internet that gives me some anxiety when it comes to revealing who I am. It’s not like it’s a secret. I think that from the beginning of the existence of the internet, our parents and the rest of the world have put the fear of god in us, making us think that everyone on the internet is a perverted child abductor or molester. I don’t doubt that there are those perverted sick creatures lurking on the internet, but I think they are a minority. And I doubt they will spend their time reading blogs. Surely they would spend their time searching for what they want. Anyway now that I have semi convinced myself that no perverted people will read my blog or try find me here goes…
I’m in my twenties, almost 21. I live in Cape Town South Africa. I still live at home with my folks and we are very traditional. We are Portuguese. I’ll tell you more about our culture another time.
I’ve always had the dream to be a journalist or a writer. I also wouldn’t mind being a teacher or an actress. But for now I’m following one dream at a time. It would be quite cool if I were an actress/teacher/journalist. I could teach others to act, I could act and when I did a Brittany or an Amy I could do my own PR and write myself a great story to get me out of the lime light. (Make note, great idea)
So I’ve done the whole studying thing and have interned at various Magazines and a newspaper. I pretty much know what to do when I’m put into a magazine environment. I take to it like a fish to water. (Bubble, bubble) At the moment there are no jobs available for journalists. So I have decided to take some time out and start a blog. I will admit this is the first time I’m blogging. I lie in bed at night and think about what to write about the next day. When I watch TV or read a book. I try pick up on things that interest me so I can write about it. Problem is I forget about it. I really don’t want to walk around with a notepad attached to my hip.
I’m not too tall. I’m not too short either. But compared to most girls I would be in the “short” category. My height doesn’t really affect me. I’m quite alright with it. I like wearing heels, there is something about wearing heels that makes me feel so powerful and somewhat in charge. (Could just be short woman syndrome)
I am a dog person. Personally I think cats are a waste of time. Who would want a pet that has no expression, makes no sound and ignores you all the time? Dogs bark, they yelp, the cry. They jump, their tails wag and they generally express how they feel.
I like to wear black. I’m not Goth or anything. I just like to wear black. I also enjoy wearing nail varnish. Any colour is fine.
I am the kind of girl to wear makeup. Depending on my mood and where I am going, my makeup can go from dark Goth, matching purples or a natural earth colour. And yes I even have glamour gold and glitzy pinks. (I probably sound like a drag queen)
I enjoy the fruits from the gods, in a big glass. Wine if you haven’t guessed. I enjoy wine, probably a bit too much but I certainly get my money’s worth when I buy a bottle. (Now I sound like a drunk)
As I am writing this I’m beginning to think perhaps I’ve said too much. And once again my anxiety paranoia has come back. I can already see perverts and child abductors scanning the streets of Cape Town for a short Portuguese looking girl, with drag queen makeup on walking four dogs and drinking from a bottle of wine as she stumbles down the road to her green and red painted Portuguese house.
I better end this "about me" entry before I have to be admitted.
The devil finds work for Idle Hands and I will not be a victim!
Cheers for Now!
C
xxx
Thursday, February 26, 2009
About me
Posted by Christina at Thursday, February 26, 2009
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