10/10/10
Today it's 10/10/10, quite cool. I was asleep at 10:10:10 though.
I've had holidays this week (autumn break), but school starts tomorrow. And I have an English presentation, meh.
So I've started high school. It's quite nice, lots of nice and weird people :) But it's kind of strange to think about the fact that I'm done with middle school/junior high/whatever, I miss it a bit. I'll get used to it though.
I've had holidays this week (autumn break), but school starts tomorrow. And I have an English presentation, meh.
So I've started high school. It's quite nice, lots of nice and weird people :) But it's kind of strange to think about the fact that I'm done with middle school/junior high/whatever, I miss it a bit. I'll get used to it though.
september 6th 2010
Today it's been three years since my grandmother died. She had Alzheimer's and got it when I was really young, so I never actually got to know the "real" her.
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Dear Mommo,
I miss you. I miss you terribly much. The last time I saw you was awful; you could barely move, you couldn't speak and you didn't recognize us, so I'll focus on the positive memories I have.
I remember all those times my father and I visited you, both when you still lived at home and at the nursing home. Seeing us made you so happy, and even though your memory just got worse every time we visited you, which made us sad, it was all worth it because of your happiness.
I remember this day exactly three years ago. My mother called me and said that you had died. After finishing the phone conversation I burst into tears. Your funeral was horrible. I cried constantly, which made my mother even sadder. I put a rose with a ribbon and a printed out picture of the two of us on your coffin before leaving the chapel. Your funeral was beautiful.
These past years I've gotten more interested in how you were as a person and what you did in your life, I guess I was just too young for that when you were alive. I'm proud of you, I really am. You've done so much cool and nice things, and I just wish I could've done them with you. I wish I could meet a version of you from the '60s, '70s or '80s, I know we would've gotten along great. Judging from the impressions I've made through things my mother and other people have told me, you were that kind of person I'd love to have had as a friend. The fact that I'll never actually get to know you hurts so incredibly much, but I've learned to accept it.
I love you ♥
Anja
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Dear Mommo,
I miss you. I miss you terribly much. The last time I saw you was awful; you could barely move, you couldn't speak and you didn't recognize us, so I'll focus on the positive memories I have.
I remember all those times my father and I visited you, both when you still lived at home and at the nursing home. Seeing us made you so happy, and even though your memory just got worse every time we visited you, which made us sad, it was all worth it because of your happiness.
I remember this day exactly three years ago. My mother called me and said that you had died. After finishing the phone conversation I burst into tears. Your funeral was horrible. I cried constantly, which made my mother even sadder. I put a rose with a ribbon and a printed out picture of the two of us on your coffin before leaving the chapel. Your funeral was beautiful.
These past years I've gotten more interested in how you were as a person and what you did in your life, I guess I was just too young for that when you were alive. I'm proud of you, I really am. You've done so much cool and nice things, and I just wish I could've done them with you. I wish I could meet a version of you from the '60s, '70s or '80s, I know we would've gotten along great. Judging from the impressions I've made through things my mother and other people have told me, you were that kind of person I'd love to have had as a friend. The fact that I'll never actually get to know you hurts so incredibly much, but I've learned to accept it.
I love you ♥
Anja
july 15th 2010
I got back from France on June 30th, but I've been too lazy to post anything before now. Lol.
Indochine au Stade de France. The whole Saturday June 26th 2010 feels like a dream. A great one, but surreal. Very surreal. I got to the Stade around 12:15 pm and went straight to the merchandise stand. They hadn't started selling yet, so I stood there for a while. They finally started and I got my two t-shirts, the Le Péril Jaune one and the Stade de France one. I was already wearing my meteor tour t-shirt, so I kept it on. I went to my queue by Porte U around 1 pm (right after I had bought the t-shirts) and sat down. And then the fun began. Well, "fun". I was quite bored. I listened to music, made a few phone calls and had some water.
Later, around 3-4 pm I decided to walk around the Stade just to have a look, while my father was watching my place in the queue. When I passed Porte X I randomly saw an Internet friend of mine! I was quite surprised (although I knew he'd be there), because after all about 60 000 people would be at the concert. I walked a bit back and forth thinking about whether I should say hi or not, but I came to the conclusion that I of course was gonna do that. After all it's not every day you randomly see your Internet friend who lives in France! So I went over to him and his girlfriend. I said his name, and he replied "Oui, c'est moi?" While kind of giving me a weird look. After a second or so he understood that it was me, and in that moment his facial expression was pretty priceless, haha. He proceeded to say "Oh my God!" while standing up, and then we hugged. He introduced me to his girlfriend, who I also hugged, and then we talked for a few minutes before we took a picture, and I hugged them both again and went back to my queue. On my way there I "freaked out" a little, in a positive way, and called a friend of mine and was like "OMG I JUST MET ONE OF MY INTERNET FRIENDS!", haha. Later, while sitting in the queue, I started thinking about how weird it was. Yes, I had really met one of my Internet friends of two and a half years!
While I was waiting in the queue my father went and bought some food and more water. Around 5 pm or so everybody stood up, making it more queue-like. I more or less refused to drink during that last hour, fearing I'd have to go to the toilet during the concert, haha. The doors opened around 6 pm, and to be honest, I've never walked through a security-thing that went slower than that, haha. I finally got through and entered the Stade while walking pretty fast. I got down at the pelouse and walked as near the stage as I could. I ended up between the speakers (or whatever they were) that were placed in the middle of the pelouse and the stage, or like 1/4 of the pelouse from the stage, if that makes sense, and on the second/third row from that thing in the middle. Not that bad! I had feared something much worse, so I was pretty happy with my place. After all some people had been sleeping in tents by the entrances for a week prior to the concert.
Les Wampas opened the whole thing, but I didn't care much about them. They were okay, but weird. And then there was Miss Kittin, who I didn't like at all, haha. And then, around 9 pm, INDOCHINE! It was very weird and surreal, like, they really were there! I still can't believe it. Everyone where I stood were crazy and jumped and screamed and sang most of the time, and it was great! And the whole thing was very grand. The band, especially Nicola, passed by a few times, causing everyone to go crazy! The same happened when the cameramen walked by, haha. I had brought a Norwegian flag and made sure to flash it every once in a while! The concert was absolutely great, and afterwards I still couldn't believe that I had actually seen Indochine. I still can't believe it.
During the concert I got very thirsty. Some water got passed around, but considering the amount of people, each person didn't get very much. After the concert I first drank 0.5 liters of water, but I was still thirsty, so we bought 1.0 liters at the metro station where we had to change metro. I drank most of it right away. Thirsty? Nah, not at all. When we got back to the hotel I noticed that I had gotten a sunburn. A pretty bad one. Both of my arms were totally red, same with my face, where I also had some water blisters because of the sunburn! Well, that happens when my pale Norwegian skin is exposed to Parisian sun about five hours straight without any sunscreen. My fault. It's back to normal again now though! The sunburn turned into a tan.
The concert was great and probably the best one I've ever been to, and France was great as well. All in all it was a great vacation! :)
Indochine au Stade de France. The whole Saturday June 26th 2010 feels like a dream. A great one, but surreal. Very surreal. I got to the Stade around 12:15 pm and went straight to the merchandise stand. They hadn't started selling yet, so I stood there for a while. They finally started and I got my two t-shirts, the Le Péril Jaune one and the Stade de France one. I was already wearing my meteor tour t-shirt, so I kept it on. I went to my queue by Porte U around 1 pm (right after I had bought the t-shirts) and sat down. And then the fun began. Well, "fun". I was quite bored. I listened to music, made a few phone calls and had some water.
Later, around 3-4 pm I decided to walk around the Stade just to have a look, while my father was watching my place in the queue. When I passed Porte X I randomly saw an Internet friend of mine! I was quite surprised (although I knew he'd be there), because after all about 60 000 people would be at the concert. I walked a bit back and forth thinking about whether I should say hi or not, but I came to the conclusion that I of course was gonna do that. After all it's not every day you randomly see your Internet friend who lives in France! So I went over to him and his girlfriend. I said his name, and he replied "Oui, c'est moi?" While kind of giving me a weird look. After a second or so he understood that it was me, and in that moment his facial expression was pretty priceless, haha. He proceeded to say "Oh my God!" while standing up, and then we hugged. He introduced me to his girlfriend, who I also hugged, and then we talked for a few minutes before we took a picture, and I hugged them both again and went back to my queue. On my way there I "freaked out" a little, in a positive way, and called a friend of mine and was like "OMG I JUST MET ONE OF MY INTERNET FRIENDS!", haha. Later, while sitting in the queue, I started thinking about how weird it was. Yes, I had really met one of my Internet friends of two and a half years!
While I was waiting in the queue my father went and bought some food and more water. Around 5 pm or so everybody stood up, making it more queue-like. I more or less refused to drink during that last hour, fearing I'd have to go to the toilet during the concert, haha. The doors opened around 6 pm, and to be honest, I've never walked through a security-thing that went slower than that, haha. I finally got through and entered the Stade while walking pretty fast. I got down at the pelouse and walked as near the stage as I could. I ended up between the speakers (or whatever they were) that were placed in the middle of the pelouse and the stage, or like 1/4 of the pelouse from the stage, if that makes sense, and on the second/third row from that thing in the middle. Not that bad! I had feared something much worse, so I was pretty happy with my place. After all some people had been sleeping in tents by the entrances for a week prior to the concert.
Les Wampas opened the whole thing, but I didn't care much about them. They were okay, but weird. And then there was Miss Kittin, who I didn't like at all, haha. And then, around 9 pm, INDOCHINE! It was very weird and surreal, like, they really were there! I still can't believe it. Everyone where I stood were crazy and jumped and screamed and sang most of the time, and it was great! And the whole thing was very grand. The band, especially Nicola, passed by a few times, causing everyone to go crazy! The same happened when the cameramen walked by, haha. I had brought a Norwegian flag and made sure to flash it every once in a while! The concert was absolutely great, and afterwards I still couldn't believe that I had actually seen Indochine. I still can't believe it.
During the concert I got very thirsty. Some water got passed around, but considering the amount of people, each person didn't get very much. After the concert I first drank 0.5 liters of water, but I was still thirsty, so we bought 1.0 liters at the metro station where we had to change metro. I drank most of it right away. Thirsty? Nah, not at all. When we got back to the hotel I noticed that I had gotten a sunburn. A pretty bad one. Both of my arms were totally red, same with my face, where I also had some water blisters because of the sunburn! Well, that happens when my pale Norwegian skin is exposed to Parisian sun about five hours straight without any sunscreen. My fault. It's back to normal again now though! The sunburn turned into a tan.
The concert was great and probably the best one I've ever been to, and France was great as well. All in all it was a great vacation! :)
june 23rd 2010
Since the last time I posted something, I've turned 16 and can now drive. Practice, that is (learner's permit). I have holidays now, and this autumn I start "high school". I don't really know how I feel about it. I'm kind of ambivalent, cause this past year, especially this semester, has been great, and there are some people I just really don't want to lose. We'll see what happens though.
Later today I'm going to Paris, and on Saturday I'm gonna see Indochine at the Stade de France! It's weird, I've had my ticket for a year now, but I was determined to attend this concert when they announced it, which is almost two years ago. I can't believe it's happening in just three days. It's pretty surreal, really.
Later today I'm going to Paris, and on Saturday I'm gonna see Indochine at the Stade de France! It's weird, I've had my ticket for a year now, but I was determined to attend this concert when they announced it, which is almost two years ago. I can't believe it's happening in just three days. It's pretty surreal, really.
April 22nd 2010
It would've been my grandmother's birthday today, so we went to my grandparents' grave. We brought orange-ish tulips and lit a new candle. Sometimes graveveyards are beautiful places.
random babbling.
Christmas is well over and February has already started. It's cold, the ground is still covered in lots of snow, and there are no signs of it getting warmer in the nearest future either. Sigh.
Sometimes I get into this weird mood where I end up thinking about life and all its aspects. Questions like Why are we here? What happens when we die? appear in my head, but I never find any answers. It's the same when it comes to the meaning of life. Of course there are no right/wrong answers, but I still can't find what's right for me. Okay, so I guess most people don't discover the meaning of life when they're fifteen. And there's no way of knowing what may happen when one dies, when one is still alive. But still, a part of me really wants to know. I'm not religious or anything, but somehow, I keep thinking there must be more than just this. Also, when I'm in this "thinking mode", I perceive the world in a different way. I look around me and think wow, so this is life. This is what it's all about and get the feeling that life is a game; you have to give everything all the time and always do your best, preferably better than you're capable of. Then you'll be successful. Somehow it feels like I'm striving for something I know I can't achieve, something that's unattainable, and I end up feeling inadequate.
Sometimes I get into this weird mood where I end up thinking about life and all its aspects. Questions like Why are we here? What happens when we die? appear in my head, but I never find any answers. It's the same when it comes to the meaning of life. Of course there are no right/wrong answers, but I still can't find what's right for me. Okay, so I guess most people don't discover the meaning of life when they're fifteen. And there's no way of knowing what may happen when one dies, when one is still alive. But still, a part of me really wants to know. I'm not religious or anything, but somehow, I keep thinking there must be more than just this. Also, when I'm in this "thinking mode", I perceive the world in a different way. I look around me and think wow, so this is life. This is what it's all about and get the feeling that life is a game; you have to give everything all the time and always do your best, preferably better than you're capable of. Then you'll be successful. Somehow it feels like I'm striving for something I know I can't achieve, something that's unattainable, and I end up feeling inadequate.
2009
It’s with sadness that I say goodbye to 2009 and welcome 2010, as this year has been a really great one. Both nice and bad things have happened, but the nice ones definitely outweigh the bad ones. I’ve done lots of awesome things, like visiting places I haven’t been to before, I’ve gone to concerts, met lovely people and so on. Music-wise, I’ve discovered several great bands/artists, like Arctic Monkeys, Blood Red Shoes, Death Cab For Cutie and lots of others, and I got concert tickets for my favourite band in France. What’s better than that?! This year I also decided to go lacto-ovo-vegetarian (from tomorrow on)! I feel that I’ve matured a lot this year and really started to think more thoroughly, ponder, about stuff, than I used to.
As for the decade, these years I’ve grown from a child into a teen (?). I’ve started school, made hundreds of friends during the years, been at summer camp several times, lived in six different houses/apartments, got an epiphany in the music world, gone to my first concerts and several ones after that, plus lots of other things. After all, we’re talking about ten years of my life.
I’ll stop before this turns into more nonsense than it already is, so to sum it up: 2009 was great and hopefully 2010 will be that too :)
time is running out.
We've finished more than half of December already, and we're dangerously close to Christmas. Oslo was the coldest place ever today, at the worst we had around -15°C. It somehow doesn't feel that cold though, thankfully.
Today was also the last day of school. I'm very satisfied with my marks, I ended up with 5,5 as my average! I'm an emotional wreck, when I got home I just felt horrible and sad and wanted to cry, and I've felt like that the rest of the day as well.
Yesterday I spent around an hour talking to a lovely person. I hadn't really talked properly to this person before, so I'm glad I did, because she's lovely. I appreciate conversations like this one so incredibly much, because I feel that I can be fully honest without the other person judging me, and that he/she actually understands what I feel. What kind of fascinates me though is how fast you find out whether a person is trustworthy or not, but that's just a positive thing really.
Today was also the last day of school. I'm very satisfied with my marks, I ended up with 5,5 as my average! I'm an emotional wreck, when I got home I just felt horrible and sad and wanted to cry, and I've felt like that the rest of the day as well.
Yesterday I spent around an hour talking to a lovely person. I hadn't really talked properly to this person before, so I'm glad I did, because she's lovely. I appreciate conversations like this one so incredibly much, because I feel that I can be fully honest without the other person judging me, and that he/she actually understands what I feel. What kind of fascinates me though is how fast you find out whether a person is trustworthy or not, but that's just a positive thing really.
Indochine 19/11-07
I've been a fan of Indochine for two years today! Ever since November 19th 2007 they've been my favourite band. I remembered the first time I listened to them. Two of the first songs were "Le Grand Secret" and "Marilyn", which actually are some of my favourite songs. I also remember when I used to get this fantastic feeling that only music can give when I watched videos with Indochine. In one way I really miss that, but on the other hand I'm glad I've matured since then, kind of. You know what I mean. My point with this is just to express my love for the lovely band called Indochine. I still love them as much as I did two years ago. Indochine is love.
emmène-moi où le ciel n'existe pas ♥
emmène-moi où le ciel n'existe pas ♥
friday i'm in love
I hate how I never manage to say what I want in a way so that people understand what I mean, but I'll have another go at it now.
At times, I get the feeling that everything is a game, everything in life. Recently I've had these feelings and thoughts a lot, and they won't leave me. These thoughts also give me other thoughts, and they're about the meaning of life. What I feel now is that everything is meaningless and that there's no point in living. Don't take me wrong, I really want to live, but it just feels pointless. I'm trying to appreciate those small things, and I think I'm doing it quite well, but it still doesn't help. I have a goal with my life, and therefore I don't understand why I see life as pointless. Being a vet is probably one of the most meaningful jobs there are out there, I mean, you get the chance to help someone who can't speak for themselves! That's meaningful. If I really do decide that I want to work as a vet, I have about nine and a half years of school left. Fascinating, isn't it? When I'm fed up already. But I want to manage this, I will manage this. I just have to take it step by step.
At times, I get the feeling that everything is a game, everything in life. Recently I've had these feelings and thoughts a lot, and they won't leave me. These thoughts also give me other thoughts, and they're about the meaning of life. What I feel now is that everything is meaningless and that there's no point in living. Don't take me wrong, I really want to live, but it just feels pointless. I'm trying to appreciate those small things, and I think I'm doing it quite well, but it still doesn't help. I have a goal with my life, and therefore I don't understand why I see life as pointless. Being a vet is probably one of the most meaningful jobs there are out there, I mean, you get the chance to help someone who can't speak for themselves! That's meaningful. If I really do decide that I want to work as a vet, I have about nine and a half years of school left. Fascinating, isn't it? When I'm fed up already. But I want to manage this, I will manage this. I just have to take it step by step.
World Vegan Day!
Today is November 1st, which means it's the World Vegan Day! I celebrated by spending the day as a vegan :) Considering the fact that we barely had any fruits and vegetables and no soy products, I didn't really have much to eat, but it went great anyway. Being vegan is hard, credit to everybody who is!
It was Halloween yesterday, and I must say that I don't care about it at all. I spent the day watching the musical Cats, which was awesome! All the actors and actresses did a very good job with it.
On Thursday a friend of mine and I worked in a kindergarten to earn money for Operasjon Dagsverk. The point of this is to spend a day working to earn money for different causes. This year the money went to disabled children/teenagers in Malawi, Uganda, South Africa and Mozambique. It was really nice in the kindergarten, so it's definitely something I'd do again!
What sucks now is that I'm ill. My throat, body and head hurts, but I don't really have fever. At least not much. I'm freezing awfully much though. This was really interesting, I know.
It was Halloween yesterday, and I must say that I don't care about it at all. I spent the day watching the musical Cats, which was awesome! All the actors and actresses did a very good job with it.
On Thursday a friend of mine and I worked in a kindergarten to earn money for Operasjon Dagsverk. The point of this is to spend a day working to earn money for different causes. This year the money went to disabled children/teenagers in Malawi, Uganda, South Africa and Mozambique. It was really nice in the kindergarten, so it's definitely something I'd do again!
What sucks now is that I'm ill. My throat, body and head hurts, but I don't really have fever. At least not much. I'm freezing awfully much though. This was really interesting, I know.
back from the trip
I came home from the class trip today. The trip has been great, even better than I expected it to be. Last Friday when I sat down in the bus, I never thought it'd turn out the way it did.
Firstly, I just want to say that I didn't feel anything at all when we visited the concentration camps - Auschwitz, Birkenau, Sachsenhausen and Ravensbrück. I have no idea why. To me, they all felt like any other museum I've been to. I think that one reason is that I've started to see things more like photography objects, rather than what they really are. I mean, I often think about whether objects/things are nice to take photos of, instead of seeing them as what they really are. I basically found the concentration camps to be some kind of art, instead of pure killing "machines". In each camp we held a rose ceremony. The one in Ravensbrück was the most beautiful one. All of the girls put a rose each in the sea.
Apart from visiting the concentration camps we had free time (shopping) in both Krakow and Berlin. In Poland it's extremely cheap, like, certain things cost half as much as in Norway. Berlin was lovely, and I hate the fact that we only had one day there. My favourite store was Saturn, where they sold both electronics (of all kinds!) and CDs/DVDs. I spent a bit too much money there, haha.
Trips like this one bring people much closer together, and you get to see new sides (both good and bad) of people. On this trip I've experienced both, but that's just how it is.
Lastly, I want to mention some things. The first thing is the guy from the boat, haha, just thinking about it makes me laugh. The last thing is something that happened when some friends of mine and I were at the Hard Rock Café in Berlin. They have screens where they show music videos, and suddenly they played "Good Days Bad Days" by the Kaiser Chiefs. That totally made me freak out. I went all like "Kaiser Chiefs! NICK! Drumsticks! And Ricky! I've touched him!!" Haha. I loved this trip and I'm sad it's over. I'll always have the memories though. This will always be one of the best weeks in my life.
Firstly, I just want to say that I didn't feel anything at all when we visited the concentration camps - Auschwitz, Birkenau, Sachsenhausen and Ravensbrück. I have no idea why. To me, they all felt like any other museum I've been to. I think that one reason is that I've started to see things more like photography objects, rather than what they really are. I mean, I often think about whether objects/things are nice to take photos of, instead of seeing them as what they really are. I basically found the concentration camps to be some kind of art, instead of pure killing "machines". In each camp we held a rose ceremony. The one in Ravensbrück was the most beautiful one. All of the girls put a rose each in the sea.
Apart from visiting the concentration camps we had free time (shopping) in both Krakow and Berlin. In Poland it's extremely cheap, like, certain things cost half as much as in Norway. Berlin was lovely, and I hate the fact that we only had one day there. My favourite store was Saturn, where they sold both electronics (of all kinds!) and CDs/DVDs. I spent a bit too much money there, haha.
Trips like this one bring people much closer together, and you get to see new sides (both good and bad) of people. On this trip I've experienced both, but that's just how it is.
Lastly, I want to mention some things. The first thing is the guy from the boat, haha, just thinking about it makes me laugh. The last thing is something that happened when some friends of mine and I were at the Hard Rock Café in Berlin. They have screens where they show music videos, and suddenly they played "Good Days Bad Days" by the Kaiser Chiefs. That totally made me freak out. I went all like "Kaiser Chiefs! NICK! Drumsticks! And Ricky! I've touched him!!" Haha. I loved this trip and I'm sad it's over. I'll always have the memories though. This will always be one of the best weeks in my life.
Leaving!
I'm leaving to Poland and Germany on a class trip in about nine hours! I'll be back next Friday so I'll probably post some pictures then :)
Until Friday, bye!
Until Friday, bye!
and then there's winter
Say what?! I'm posting something for the third day in a row. Record, lol.
Some random pictures:
Stockholm!
Stockholm again. One of my all-time favourite cities.
Drottninggatan.
Karlstad! I uploaded it just because it's taken in there, haha.
Big Ben and the London Eye in the background.
London Eye and the Thames.
London Eye again.
The view from the bedroom window one morning, around seven in the morning. The first days we literally jumped out of bed, but after that we stayed in bed for as long as we could, haha. We were all so exhausted.
One of my absolute favourites!
Sunrise. The night to the first day of school I really did stay up and took pictures of the sunrise in the morning.
Talking about the sun, it's freaking cold in Oslo nowadays, I'm freezing my ass off already, and it's just the beginning of October.
Some random pictures:
Stockholm!
Stockholm again. One of my all-time favourite cities.
Drottninggatan.
Karlstad! I uploaded it just because it's taken in there, haha.
Big Ben and the London Eye in the background.
London Eye and the Thames.
London Eye again.
The view from the bedroom window one morning, around seven in the morning. The first days we literally jumped out of bed, but after that we stayed in bed for as long as we could, haha. We were all so exhausted.
One of my absolute favourites!
Sunrise. The night to the first day of school I really did stay up and took pictures of the sunrise in the morning.
Talking about the sun, it's freaking cold in Oslo nowadays, I'm freezing my ass off already, and it's just the beginning of October.
World Vegetarian Day!
It's the World Vegetarian Day today! I "celebrated" it by making vegetarian food for my meat loving family, haha. I made a salad, couscous and fried vegetables. Couscous is really one of the best things ever.
What would be more natural now than saying why I'm vegetarian? I can't ever remember being very fond of meat, and I wanted to become a vegetarian for years before I actually did (my parents didn't allow me). A very good friend of mine is vegetarian, so I guess I was a bit "inspired" by her. Around September 2007 I finally became vegetarian. I didn't for a second see it as a loss, as the only thing I ate with meat was minced meat and ham. I eat fish though, but I don't like it, so I'll stop when I'm older and can totally decide for myself. An important thing I have to say is that I don't have anything against people who eat meat, but it's just not right for me. Now, I actually think of eating meat as something "weird", and I don't at all feel that I'm missing anything. I believe that everyone should have the right to do what they want though, as long as the things they do don't affect others negatively. I have met meat eaters who don't respect me for being a vegetarian, which annoys me quite a bit, because it doesn't affect them at all.
To all vegetarians out there, I hope you had a nice World Vegetarian Day!
What would be more natural now than saying why I'm vegetarian? I can't ever remember being very fond of meat, and I wanted to become a vegetarian for years before I actually did (my parents didn't allow me). A very good friend of mine is vegetarian, so I guess I was a bit "inspired" by her. Around September 2007 I finally became vegetarian. I didn't for a second see it as a loss, as the only thing I ate with meat was minced meat and ham. I eat fish though, but I don't like it, so I'll stop when I'm older and can totally decide for myself. An important thing I have to say is that I don't have anything against people who eat meat, but it's just not right for me. Now, I actually think of eating meat as something "weird", and I don't at all feel that I'm missing anything. I believe that everyone should have the right to do what they want though, as long as the things they do don't affect others negatively. I have met meat eaters who don't respect me for being a vegetarian, which annoys me quite a bit, because it doesn't affect them at all.
To all vegetarians out there, I hope you had a nice World Vegetarian Day!
