CHILDREN OF THE 80s

Today is a friend's birthday (Happy Birthday Isaac!!!). I spent quite a long time this morning trying to find batteries for my camera, so I could post here one of the pictures that I took of him last Thursday (before my camera decided to commit suicide). No success. Instead I decided to blowdry my hair, a mystic experience that took me back a couple of decades. Then I put some excentric colour on my lips and spent the rest of the morning taking pictures of myself (see above) with the WebCam.

I used to hate the eighties. Bad hair, worse clothes, even worse music, and the very very worst films. And I had to be born in the middle of it. Just like my friends.

Now I have to run to the university, give back some books, run back home and study. And I know I can't. It was bad in Canada. I wrote my final essays the same that I was supposed to hand them in. I only studied about two hours for each exam I had (except Shakespeare, of course, I will keep that humiliation with me forever). I couldn't find any inspiration or energy for anything. My naivete led me to believe that things would be better once I was in Spain. That everything would change. Of course things do change, but apparently I don't. I hide under the blankets and wait for a sudden caress that doesn't come very often.

But things will be alright. Somehow. There's always the movies, the music, some friends, lots of sweets and the promise of new beginnings.

And now that silly game. So, if I have sent this, sorry, someone sent it to me too... You have to write 5 strange things that you usually do. And then send a message / comment / email /whatever to 5 friends so they read your answers and post theirs. Understood? Well, something like that anyway. So... my 5 strange things:

1- When I go to a theatre or some other closed space with lots of people where I have to stay in one place for a while I always look up to check what part of the ceiling would fall on me in case of an earthquake.

2- Whenever I go out I have my music with me and I daydream about dancing or singing those songs... which sometimes I do, in the middle of the street, and people stare at me.

3- Absolutely all my tights have at least one run on them. And I have absolutely no clue about how that happened... I wear them anyway (more people staring).

4- I eat kiwis with a tea spoon...

5- For the longest time, I really believed I was from another planet.