since i'm a follower [and, if you're interested in things beauty-related, you should be too], i wanted to give it a go, but i realised as i started that this was really something that was meant for other bloggers, who are able to write blogs on a single subject, because they have a sense of focus, which i obviously do not. after all, i blog about anything that happens to creep into my brainspace- makeup, politics, writing, stuff that annoys me, my cats... heck, i'll blog about blogging if nothing else occurs to me. and once a week, i dedicate one post solely to talking about things that have made me happy, so it's not like i generally keep any big secrets [that you know of].
nonetheless, i kind of felt like sharing, so i've decided to make this week's "friday favourites" a little different- for instance, it's actually saturday, which already makes it different- by sharing some odd and formative information about myself. i don't know that i could call any of these things "favourite" parts of my past or personality, but they all contribute to who i am today. and of all the people i've been, this person is my favourite.
in completely random order...
|to me, this is like waterboarding|
2. like a lot of artistic types, i struggled in phys ed class as a child. it wasn't that i didn't enjoy some activity, but i had virtually no stamina. my body would just stop at some point and i didn't know why. as an adult, my one experience with a personal trainer was with someone who didn't believe that and who insisted i try running up and down the stairs to get my blood pumping. i passed out and fell down the stairs, injuring both myself and the personal trainer. when i was thirty-five, it was discovered that i have a mild form of asthma, triggered chiefly when i exercise or get sick [i cannot shake coughs]. the reason my body would give out is because, under exertion, i was no longer able to get air into my lungs.
CAN YOU HANDLE KNOWING MORE ABOUT ME? IF YOU KEEP READING, THERE'S A KITTEH AT THE END...
3. as a little girl, i wanted to be marlene dietrich when i grew up. i even told a room full of people of this aspiration, much to the confusion of a lot of six year olds who wanted to be superman or the emperor of the world and who had no idea who marlene dietrich was.
4. i wrote by first "book" a 12-chapter, 13-page opus called "chestnut's life" about a horse named chestnut, when i was five years old. my mother took the story to the magazine where she worked, typed it and bound it for me, although sadly, it has been lost over the years. from that moment on, i wanted to write.
5. i am fascinated by silent movies. while i can't say carte blanche that i prefer them to movies with sound, i am continuously amazed at what directors and actors could accomplish without it. i consider it a completely different art form that talking films.
|my early career plan|
7. i have had an inexplicable fascination with greenland for the last several years and even dream about it sometimes. when i was a child [after my marlene dietrich phase] i had the same sort of preoccupation with new guinea. i wanted to move there and become their leader. [and i was too young to realise the colonial implications of that aim.]
8. a family member of mine died shortly before i was born as the result of a mental disorder and the air of mystery and discomfort surrounding her illness and death made me fascinated with issues of mental health from a young age.
9. the moment in my life that gave me the greatest sense of confidence and satisfaction with something i had done was filming the climactic scene of "conversion". i sincerely hope that the film is picked up for distribution sooner rather than later, as i'd like to know if others feel that is justified.
10. although no one knows how it happened, my right front tooth is dead- the nerve is calcified almost all the way up. there is a small abscess inside the tooth which dentists insist should be causing me constant pain, but i don't feel a thing. the only outward sign that there is anything wrong is that the tooth is slightly discoloured compared to its neighbours. because of the discolouration, i rarely smile showing my teeth in photographs.
|i dream of greenland|
12. until i was in my thirties, i almost never wrote anything that was based on my personal experience. on the night before my thirtieth birthday, i forced myself to write something about myself as a test and since then, i have mixed in personal experiences in virtually everything that i write. strangely, my style of writing has not changed significantly.
13. i am prone to bouts of laughter that i can't stop. i will laugh myself to tears, almost to the point where i can't breathe, sometimes over nothing. this appears to be genetic, as my mother, her sister and their mother all had the same "problem". in fact, i'm also a terrible instigator of this kind of thing at family get-togethers.
of course, it wouldn't be friday favourites, even on a saturday, without me bidding you adieu with a kitteh photo... and yes, i have always, always been an ailurophile. this week, i thought we were due for another simon close up. in truth, i could probably do weekly simon photos for a long time, because the second he even suspects a camera has been turned on, he is there. this means that he's more than obliging about having his picture taken and, in fact, even likes getting close up, so you can really see those gorgeous eyes.