We cry for lots of reasons: sadness, pain, fear . . . and happiness. When was the last time you shed tears of joy?
What is this sorcery you speak of? Tears of… joy? What the fuck is that? As in, being so overwhelmed with happiness that you cannot control yourself, and all the squishiness comes out of your eyes??
Nope… never heard of such a ridiculous thing.
Do you think it is possible to heal on our own, or do we always need to reach out for the comfort of other people in order to fully heal?
I can’t really speak for anybody else, but I know for my own peace of mind, I do all my healing predominantly by myself.
“Everybody gets so much information all day long that they lose their common sense.” — Gertrude Stein
Do you agree?
See, I look at this and interpret ‘information’ as actual information; knowledge; facts etc, not information as ‘oh hey, here’s a photo of my lunch, and a video of some cats’. I call that ‘filler’.
Is there anything you would erase from your mind if you were given the option to forget something completely?
Hmmm, it would be tempting to just erase all the bad memories from my mind so that I only remember positive / happy stuff, but I think that’s just cheating. Continue reading
Tell us about 10 important personal events from your life from the last 10 years.
10 events from 21 – 31…
1. Turning 21 and having none of my friends turn up to my birthday.
2. Turning 21 and being dumped by the guy I was seeing because he had a boyfriend.
3. Having a massive falling out with my father resulting in not speaking to him ever again.
4. Getting fired from my first ever job because I threatened my boss.
5. Being diagnosed with depression.
6. Getting told I’d never dance again.
7. Discovering Les Mills.
8. My share-house experiences.
9. My ex-best friends.
10. Meeting hulk.
Tell us about the best comment you ever received.
I haven’t received one yet. 😩
Come on people, help a sister out!!
A song comes on the radio and instantly, you’re transported to a different time and place. Which song(s) bring back memories for you and why? Be sure to mention the song, and describe the memory it evokes.
I think about at least 80% of my iTunes library (of 100,000+ tracks) all have different memories for me. So it’s really hard to actually pick a couple of them to focus on…
Chasing Cars – Snow Patrol.
Oh this takes me back to when a little show you may know called Grey’s Anatomy first aired on the telebox. Oh, the drama!! Everybody was sleeping with everybody, and relationships were emotional fucking rollercoasters – full of lingering looks, frustration and so much dramatic music. I’m not going to lie, it was through Grey’s that I first heard this song, and I remember bawling my eyes out in that episode… and so now whenever I hear it, it makes me want to cry.
The Blower’s Daughter – Damien Rice
This little gem, is also another one of those gems that I heard on Grey’s… and subsequently turned myself into an embarrassing blubbering mess. Let’s face it, I’m an ugly crier. Like, ugly!! This is also one of those songs that you know you shouldn’t listen to when you have a big fight with somebody, or break up with somebody… but you just. can’t. help. yourself.
Apotheosis – O’Fortuna
This is something that takes me back to my early days when I was taking Jazz dance lessons, and I remember I saw the Seniors perform a dance troupe to this routine, and I became obsessed with it – both the dancing and the song… Then I remember seeing them perform it at a dance comp. It was incredible. That was when I realised that I wanted to do dance lessons all the time and one day, I’d be able to dance with the seniors!
Throb – Janet Jackson
I remember when I was a kid, I was doing my usual saturday thing (which I previously wrote about) and I was dancing around in the loungeroom, when this video came on. I literally froze for four-and-a-half minutes, literally glued to the TV. I then realised that I had recorded that music video, and then as soon as it was over, I started to watch it, and then learn the dance break at the end of the clip. Yes I was that kid.
Spice Up Your Life – The Spice Girls
Remember these ladies?? Well this just takes me back to high school. My best friend and I were obsessed with the Spice Girls. He was in love with Ginger Spice (Geri) and I wanted to be Sporty Spice (Mel C) (who surprisingly isn’t a lesbian!). I remember when a friend of our, J, got her brand new car, we’d go driving around town pumping the Spice Girls on her little stereo. Oh the bubble car was certainly something…
I Don’t Wanna Wait – Paula Cole
Let’s be honest, raise your hand if you just saw the heading and immediately thought of Dawson’s Creek?? This was perhaps the show of my generation. It was everything. The parallels between that show and my social circle of friends was uncanny – to the point where it just got a bit freaky. Each of us was pretty much a character from the show… I was Pacey, and ended up getting caught in the ‘love triangle’ of Joey / Pacey / Dawson… except in real life, I was more like Jack, and Joey turned out to be a lesbian.
Pure Pleasure Seeker – Moloko
This is one of my absolute favourite songs ever. Every time I hear this song, it takes me back to being in high school, and cruising around with my girlfriend B (well, not as in like boyfriend / girlfriend, more like a girl who was my best friend… and is also now a lesbian!). We were a bit crazy when we were together, and always had the best time with each other. This song always manages to put a massive smile on my face – even when I’m in a really shitty mood, and I love that music has the ability to do that.
Tell us about a picture you never snapped that you wish you had.
I really wish I had more photos of a lot of moments from my life.
Birthdays. Dance comps. Holidays. Hanging out with my friends etc. I just don’t have them. I’m not actually sure why that is. I know that we had a camera, and I remember that my father had bought it, and nobody else was allowed to touch it, because it was quite expensive. I remember that he used to keep it in one of his drawers, and as kids, we were forbidden to go through his drawers. I remember that if I ever wanted to take a photo, I had to get his permission and that was quite rare.
Most people have album after album of photos, documenting their entire lives – I don’t. I have maybe a couple of packets of photos, most of which are from when I was a baby, or a small child. I don’t have photos of any of my dance comps, because my parents never came to them. I have only two or three photos of some of my costumes out of something like 13years of dancing and that makes me really sad. Photos are documented memories that people keep for the rest of their lives, and now, those memories exist only in my very scattered brain.
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