So I mentioned in an earlier post today or yesterday that I was considering moving to WordPress. As you might have guessed. I did.
I will now start blogging on WordPress because their freaking app seems to work compared to Blogger's app. Suck on that Blogger. You've just lost another user.
Hopefully I'll be able to blog way more often now that I can do it quickly from the phone.
SAME NAME, DIFFERENT PLATFORM:
SOOFSOFIA.WORDPRESS.COM
All the contents from Blogger is moved to WordPress. God bless the import/export system. So ya'll choose wherever ya'll wanna read because I'll still keep Blogger but I won't be posting anything anymore.
If you wanna look even further back in my time, I still have my very first blog: http://soofsofia.bloggplatsen.se/
See you in another adventure!
Tuesday, April 14, 2015
How Did I Get Here?
This has been on my mind the last few days. I got this question which made me question my whole identity.
During the job interview I was asked "How did you find this interest, does any of your friends or family members work with this?". My interviewer asked this when we talked about my passion for natural science and biomedicine. Because, you know, a lot of people become inspired by people they know. "Oh, I have an aunt working at a lab. My uncle is a doctor", etc. My interviewer asked if I wanted to become a doctor, not sure why she asked that but I'll take that on a positive note. Anyway...
That question on how I found the interest for natural science is something I've never thought myself. No one in my surrounding, not any relative, no old class mate, friend or anyone or anything made me have this interest. I was interested in natural science since elementary. I knew I was going to pursue science and even in high school that was obvious. I studied natural science with specialization in biomedicine and then it was just natural to continue at university with that. No one influenced me.
And no one influenced me with anything else in life. My emo period was influenced by no one. My interest, love and passion for Slipknot and metal in general was influenced by no one. My creative side was born with me: playing instruments and doing art.
Are these genes? Doesn't seem like it was inherited by anyone because no one seem to be like me. Being emo, creative, weird...
Who am I? And why did I make the choices I did?
I'm certain I'm not alone thinking like this. There's plenty of people out there whose family and friends seem normal but you're not. Must've been some kind of mutation with you, right? No, I'm serious. I come from an Asian background. Where the hell went wrong with me, haha? I'm the weirdo in the family. I'm the rebel, I'm the different one. My bros seem very normal compared to me. Or maybe they feel unusual too, but it doesn't show.
But I really wonder where the creativity of mine came from. We don't have any artists in our family. My little brother have some creative tendencies though and my older brother is this smart ass, studying computer engineering of some sort.
There's been studies that the oldest sibling has these tendencies and the younger one being the more carefree and creative. But what about me? I was the youngest child for three years until my little brother arrived. I'm in between. I surely feel like I have tendencies of both being creative, ambitious in a professional field + taking responsibilities. I study natural science and do art. Wtf man. Wtf. I'm also diplomatic and often see both sides of... Everything. Hell, I can even see the blue/black and white/gold side of the dress, I can easily switch between the two.
I'm also born between two Zodiac signs. Does that have anything to do with my double sided personality? Being the beautiful, artistic, grounded Taurus and on the other hand being this restless, impatient, all or nothing, carefree, bold Aries. In numerology I'm number 2. I mean, come on!!! Do I have to be the number two in everything?!!
I'm also between an introvert and extrovert, an ambivert? Nah, I think a better description is "outgoing introvert". Here's some facts that I really relate to:
1. http://www.puckermob.com/relationships/10-things-you-need-to-know-before-dating-the-outgoing-introvert
2. http://www.puckermob.com/lifestyle/8-signs-you-may-be-an-outgoing-introvert
Numerology: 2
Zodiac: Between two signs. Being half Taurus, which is the 2nd sign.
Family: Being the second (middle) child.
Personality: Between intro- and extrovert!
I don't know man. Idk. This coffee is frying my brain and I feel the after effects kicking in. I'm getting damn tired.
During the job interview I was asked "How did you find this interest, does any of your friends or family members work with this?". My interviewer asked this when we talked about my passion for natural science and biomedicine. Because, you know, a lot of people become inspired by people they know. "Oh, I have an aunt working at a lab. My uncle is a doctor", etc. My interviewer asked if I wanted to become a doctor, not sure why she asked that but I'll take that on a positive note. Anyway...
That question on how I found the interest for natural science is something I've never thought myself. No one in my surrounding, not any relative, no old class mate, friend or anyone or anything made me have this interest. I was interested in natural science since elementary. I knew I was going to pursue science and even in high school that was obvious. I studied natural science with specialization in biomedicine and then it was just natural to continue at university with that. No one influenced me.
And no one influenced me with anything else in life. My emo period was influenced by no one. My interest, love and passion for Slipknot and metal in general was influenced by no one. My creative side was born with me: playing instruments and doing art.
Are these genes? Doesn't seem like it was inherited by anyone because no one seem to be like me. Being emo, creative, weird...
Who am I? And why did I make the choices I did?
I'm certain I'm not alone thinking like this. There's plenty of people out there whose family and friends seem normal but you're not. Must've been some kind of mutation with you, right? No, I'm serious. I come from an Asian background. Where the hell went wrong with me, haha? I'm the weirdo in the family. I'm the rebel, I'm the different one. My bros seem very normal compared to me. Or maybe they feel unusual too, but it doesn't show.
But I really wonder where the creativity of mine came from. We don't have any artists in our family. My little brother have some creative tendencies though and my older brother is this smart ass, studying computer engineering of some sort.
There's been studies that the oldest sibling has these tendencies and the younger one being the more carefree and creative. But what about me? I was the youngest child for three years until my little brother arrived. I'm in between. I surely feel like I have tendencies of both being creative, ambitious in a professional field + taking responsibilities. I study natural science and do art. Wtf man. Wtf. I'm also diplomatic and often see both sides of... Everything. Hell, I can even see the blue/black and white/gold side of the dress, I can easily switch between the two.
I'm also born between two Zodiac signs. Does that have anything to do with my double sided personality? Being the beautiful, artistic, grounded Taurus and on the other hand being this restless, impatient, all or nothing, carefree, bold Aries. In numerology I'm number 2. I mean, come on!!! Do I have to be the number two in everything?!!
I'm also between an introvert and extrovert, an ambivert? Nah, I think a better description is "outgoing introvert". Here's some facts that I really relate to:
1. http://www.puckermob.com/relationships/10-things-you-need-to-know-before-dating-the-outgoing-introvert
2. http://www.puckermob.com/lifestyle/8-signs-you-may-be-an-outgoing-introvert
Numerology: 2
Zodiac: Between two signs. Being half Taurus, which is the 2nd sign.
Family: Being the second (middle) child.
Personality: Between intro- and extrovert!
I don't know man. Idk. This coffee is frying my brain and I feel the after effects kicking in. I'm getting damn tired.
Equality At Home
I've been yearning to talk about this for a while now because I've had this in my mind for so long. It might be a small thing, or not, depending on how you see it.
It's pretty common that women have this role they have to take on at home, meaning we do the chores at home while the guys can sit on their asses with a beer playing games all day.
This story I'm about to tell happened once, quite recently and I'm still pissed about it when I think of it. I help out with the chores at home every day BUT as soon as I skip one day, when I don't want to do the dishes, hell breaks loose. I had this one day, it was actually the day of my job interview, I felt like shit afterwards and didn't think I was going to get the job at all. I'm sensitive that way, that I need to be perfect in professional situations. Anyway, I felt really sad and down and I spent most of my afternoon in bed and didn't feel like doing anything. What happens is that I get bashed on for not wanting to do the dishes!
People never see the good things you do until you stop doing them. One thing I loathe about the roles women and men have at home is the roles they're supposed to have. Women are supposed to do this and men do that.
Women do the cooking, dishes and all the cleaning every single day and men, well men are supposed to do the more "heavy" stuff. Like building that IKEA chair or fix that cupboard or whatever handy stuff around the house, right?
Now, hold your breaths, because the real rant is coming.
How often do guys need to do the "heavy" stuff?? How often do you need to build a chair, how often do you need to fix things around the house? Is it a daily chore for you to fix those things? Is it?! If it was then I wouldn't rant right now! How often do women have to cook, clean, do the laundry and all that stuff compared to how often you, men, need to do your shit?!
Women do their shit every single day, day in, day out, men only need to do their heavy stuff like... Oh, I don't know! Every 6 months?!
This is where I want men and women to do the daily chores equally. Unless cooking, doing the dishes, cleaning and other chores require a vagina to do the job then I'd understand that only women can do these jobs. But do you use your vajay to do the daily chores? No. You only need two arms and two legs. Do all humans have that? Apparently, yes. Is it a difficult task, the home chores? Not really, we all can do it. A drunk monkey can do it, then so do men.
Ya'll sit on yo' asses all day doing yo' shit on yo' computers while women do all the work at home! Think about it, if men helped out at home, the productivity at home would be so much more efficient and done faster with more people who'd help out.
If we look at other cultures, including mine, the Asian, you often see when it comes to dinner time that all the women do the cooking and cleaning afterwards. Doesn't matter if they've worked the same hours as their men, women should do their thing in the kitchen while men sit with a beer in front of the TV. After eating dinner the woman cleans the whole shit up. And the men just... Chill.
What the actual fuck! I asked my aunt why her husband didn't help out. I asked every woman there why the guys didn't do shit. And I hate the answer that I got: "Oh, but some things can only be done better if women do it, while men are better at other things."
Again, unless you build IKEA chairs with your dick and use your vajay to do the cooking then I'd understand.
What kind of fucking answer was that?! "Women do certain things better". You have two arms, men can do the exact same fucking thing. Throw them some dishes and let them do it for a week and they'll be just as good as women! For fucks sake! Whenever I buy furniture from IKEA, I'd build my own shit!
Maybe it's just who I am, but I'm very handy. I do the heavy, "man stuff" by myself with whatever I can. Obviously I can't carry heavy furniture if I was going to move, but throw me a car and let me fix the engine if it broke. Whatever I can carry, I'll do it myself. I'll change my own tires. Hell, we have these network cables that are a bit messy and who fixed it? Me.
I don't know. Men can do things women can too, they just don't want to. It's all about their complaining. Men complain for two weeks before they have to do their thing and once they do it they complain even more. "OOOH! Poor me! I help out so much and this task is sooo annoying, women don't do shit, only forces us men to do things! I hate doing the dishes!!". Yeah, shut the fuck up, I asked you to do the dishes ONCE a week while I do it the rest of the week.
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I have so much difficulty taking orders from authorities. So much that I can't even decide things for myself. If someone tells me to do something I won't. Or I will, but I wouldn't be very happy doing it. If I decide to do something, I'd do it myself with a piece of joy in the work. I'm now talking about house work, mostly. I wouldn't do this in my professional field. But seriously. Don't tell me what I should do. I know it myself and when the time is right, I'll do it. And I do it passionately and with perfection.
Okay, I'm running out of thoughts because I can tell I'm starting to talk about pure shit.
Anyway, I can't live with other people. People who would get close to me and see the real me would hate me. That's why I want to live alone. Not because I care about you and you shouldn't suffer my anger. No, haha, oh no. I hate ya'll that's why. I'm saving my own ass.
Cynical
Yes, I drink my "stimulant" with a straw! Stop judging. No, it doesn't taste better this way but it's preventing the coffee from staining my teeth more than it could.
Call me a granny or whatever. But the reason why I enjoy and hate having my coffee (Cappuccino) with the newspaper is because the caffeine stimulates my brain to run in high speed and therefore I criticize the articles.
The hating part of this activity is I criticize the newspaper. I turn into this cynical b*tch. I think there's idiots around me all the time.
There was this short text talking about how you can "really support the environment". You should drive slower in the evening/night in order to save the lives of the frogs around this lake.
How the heck do you drive slower in order to save the frogs?! It's like telling Godzilla to walk slower because he can't step on people. And we're talking about frogs vs. a car! Who the eff stops or drives AROUND a frog in the middle of the road just to save a frog?! Drive over that shit! We're taught in driving school that if e.g. a deer, fox or whatever runs in front of you, you freaking go for it. You don't stop!
"Oh but we just wanna save the wild animals and the environment". Since when?! Humans have always fought animals in favor of our survival, should we suddenly stop the car or drive around a fucking frog for this? Hit that shit. Nobody cares.
Ugh, I just ranted on a text about frogs. What am I doing with my life? See what I mean with the cynical part, and why I hate this activity? There's plenty of more articles and texts that I could rant on that I find to be idiotic.
Since I'm on a hating spree I might as well rant on the Blogger app. What the heck is that shit? Why is it on the market when it doesn't even work?! The most basic functions don't even work! I can't post a text or a picture! I'd blog way often if this app worked but now I have to plug in my phone to my PC and get the pictures from there and then write my texts. I'm honestly considering moving platform, AGAIN. Maybe to Wordpress.
Sunday, April 12, 2015
Random post
Here's some random pictures that have meaning to me. They're all just random and have no order so bear with me.
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1. Our first contestant is....! Nah, just kidding. Josh Stolberg liked my Jigsaw picture on Instagram!! "Who's that??" He's a writer, director, photographer, etc. and has directed for instance: Piranha 3D, The Hungover Games and more. I felt very honored that he like my picture. :3
2. I sold my Xperia SP, remember? Those who know me know that I am a passionate Android user and I subconsciously made this whole thing. I pimped my phone inside and outside. The crown is there to say "I'm a bawz" and Android surely is a boss!
3. Besides being an Android lover I love smartphones in general. Here's one of my first (it's my second) Android phones. My one and only, beloved Xperia Neo. It surely has a special place in my heart and is one of the best phones I've owned.
Well my point with this picture is that I have never, I repeat, NEVER ever exposed the "virgin screen". Meaning I've never removed that plastic cover that came outta the box. Yeah, I used that as my screen protector for the WHOLE time that I used the phone. I removed it recently when I flashed ("installed", for those of you that don't know what flashing is) the stock ROM . It was the first time I've seen the screen without cover and I of course, had an extra and, this time, a real screen cover and I put that on.
What I realized was that the quality of the screen went from junk ass hobo quality with holes and scratches to this pure, beautiful, clean HD. I've been living with a shitty screen my whole life and now I discovered this. Oh boy. -.-
Having a clean screen is just as important as having a good phone you're happy with. I can't emphasize how much you should have a good screen protector!
With my OnePlus I ruined my first tempered glass protector. It lasted like 2 weeks and it wasn't the product's fault, it was my own fault. I bent it too much but that glass is pure HD and beautiful and gives way more premium feeling to the phone.
You see the lower left corner? That's what I cracked. The rest of the screen was intact. I have this thing that I can't stand things that are perfect. They have to be destroyed and that's when I cracked the rest of the screen with my hands. God it felt good.
Just my Xperia Neo on stock ROM. Back to Gingerbread that I looooove!
I don't know what happened here but I didn't do anything. Suddenly my YouTube window came out like this. I just pressed F5 and it was all good again but what is this? Haha.
Just a funny conversation with my friend.
My little brother loved these! And I do too! Yeah I had my own story of Dragon Ball. It's actually pretty good. The drawings and all that. I like it a lot.
I attract weirdos
I am attracted to different people... This was taken a few weeks back in Göta Källare. This dude/lady was seen outside of the entrance and he got in. I wanted to chill and drink some water by the sofas and I saw that he sat there too. I actually wanted to talk to him so I sat beside him and he quickly started chatting with me. I love how he dares to go out like that, it's hilarious. But his personality isn't the fabulous type you'd probably expect. Anyway, he spoke about some dudes he had met at new years that were there on the dance floor and he wanted to hook them up or something but the guys didn't want him.
In other news, today, Sunday, I aced a summer job! At SOS. "911, what's yo problem boo?"
My first art video
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