NoJoMo 15 to 24
This is a big, big NoJoMo catch up. Nine challenges, or what I can be bothered to do of nine challenges anyway. I only do these for fun, I love the idea of them, and they're a good inspiration when I've got nothing else to write. Now I'm just bored, passing time til the washing finishes, til I have to go to work.
NoJoMo 15: What do you collect?
I collect icons from LiveJournal, about whatever I like. I collect photos, my own really, so many memories. I seem to be forming a large collection of cooking and food magazines. I used to collect Cleo and Cosmo magazines but there's better reading out there these days. I want to collect fancy lingerie pieces and underwear and shoes. And books. Books about anything.
NoJoMo 16: Tourists - what would you show visitors to your town?
Here doesn't really have many tourist attractions, except maybe the Country Music Festival. I think I would encourage someone to come here just at any random time of the year first, and then come back for the festival. There's nothing that great here to show anyone anyway, except our measly shopping centres and boring shops, there's no awesome flora or fauna or places or anything like that.
NoJoMo 17: The one that got away.
The one that got away, there really aren't that many that I haven't pushed away. Maybe a kid in highschool was the one that got away, before I started dating Mark. I really loved him, and he was dark and mysterious and troubled and I wanted him so badly, except that if he held the same feelings of love and urgency, he didn't show it. I did kind of push him away, but his actions never matched his words and I probably could have done things differently to find out how much he cared about me. Not that it matters now though, I started dating Mark and we're still going strong. That probably wouldn't have happened if I'd tried with this boy.
NoJoMo 18: The dinner party - 11 guests (alive or dead).
I have no idea who I would invite. I'm not particularly interested in history, or any major world events. I love fictional people though, so who I would invite would probably all be fictional. Maybe I'd get everyone who hates me into one room and find out what I did to them, just so that I can find something to get rid of that in me.
NoJoMo 18: My strangest dream.
I used to have this one all the time. We were in my part of town where Mum and Jason live. There were two types of people; normal people, and people who turned into little monsters when they were put down, they had to be carried all the time. I don't remember specifics now, but our family was divided in two with people people and monster people, and we had to carry the monster people at all times. Then somehow, we were in a car, and there was this tiny monster person in a chip packet on the dash. And then we were running to Jason's house, carrying these monster people because someone or something was chasing us. Then there was an explosion. That's all I remember. I used to be able to remember it exactly, but I haven't had it for years now.
NoJoMo 19: Famous last words.
What would I say to people if I had to say my last words. God I don't know. Maybe nothing, because then I wouldn't regret not saying something else. Maybe something so cliched like "I love you" or "I really believe I'll see you again" or "don't be sad I'm gone". Maybe I'll say something inspiring like "imagine what you would do if you knew you couldn't fail" or "happiness is possible, you deserve to find it".
NoJoMo 19: Soap opera blog.
Nah, couldn't be bothered.
NoJoMo 20: Favourite recipe.
This one is Thanksgiving inspired, and we don't do Thanksgiving here. I couldn't be bothered to post a recipe at this moment, mostly because I don't have a favourite and there are so many I want to try, but I will be doing lots of Christmas cooking so I will be posting photos then, and maybe even some recipes if people would like them. And I have posted recipes before.
NoJoMo 21: Groundhog day.
I don't know which day I would live over and over again. None of them have really been that good. I wouldn't want it to be one of my bad days, that's for sure.
NoJoMo 22: Favourite song.
One favourite of mine is Konstantine - Something Corporate, which is just beautiful and I can listen to it all day. It just reaches me some how, and I'm not sure how. My favourites change with my mood and mindset, but all of my favourite songs speak to me and relate to me and make me feel better.
NoJoMo 22: How do you relax?
I blog, listen to music, sit and sing, read, cut myself (which is bad, I know) or do whatever I feel like doing.
NoJoMo 23: The thing you've owned the longest.
I have no idea. Have I lived long enough to acquire anything like that? I do have a set of teddy bears that my father bought me when I was born that are still at Mum's place somewhere. Not that I own them really, and they're not sentimental, I'll probably throw them out or give them away or something. I have lots of clothes at Mum's that I've had for years, especially ones like dance costumes and other dresses I've worn for occasions, and clothes that Mum has actually made for us. I guess those would be the things I've had the longest.
NoJoMo 23: Autopilot.
I don't really notice what I do on autopilot. I don't go onto autopilot very often. I'm always conscious of what I'm doing, mostly because I'm not good enough at anything to sink into a routine.
NoJoMo 24: Past relationships.
Ooh this is one I'd be good at! A list and a short bit about everyone I've been in a relationship with. Ok, when I was ten I dated a boy who was a year younger than me, my first real boyfriend I think. We didn't do much, didn't even talk to each other at school, just passed notes! Then when I was thirteen I started dating a boy in the year above me at school, he was in my homeroom. We dated for about ten months, and he was my first kiss (at a school disco, which was amazing by the way). We were really close, sometimes we'd just lay down and talk for like five hours. We didn't do anything else physically, but we did spend a fair bit of time together. I think of him as my first real boyfriend. I even remember the way he'd touch me and hug me and how he was wanting to get close but probably a bit scared (I think I was his first real girlfriend as well). We broke up because I didn't love him anymore, I got sick of him I think. Then my relationships go into a bit of a blur. I dated J.D. at one point, a boy in some of my classes who was more friend than anything else. I kissed him for the first time in a movie theatre. We dated for a few months, but never did anything physically. We didn't really hang out together out side of school either. I dated one boy for a little while, actually I can't remember if I ever dated him but I liked him. I'm sure I dated him at one point. Then I dated the boy I mentioned before, the dark and mysterious one. Man that was a somersolt of relationships; on, off, on again, off again. That one is a long story involving a love triangle, suicide threats, fights and angry letters and kids leaving town. At this time I was also dating Adam long distance. I lost my virginity to Adam, even though throughout the whole time we were dating I may have actually seen him for a week. I also dated a guy that I met in not the most desirable of settings. I dated him for about three weeks because he wanted more than I could give physically (this was before I'd lost my virginity, and I was very, very innocent back then). I also dated Mark once before we got together for real. My first kiss with him was in the locker room at school. There was also a small romantic fling with Ben on one of my holidays, but that didn't last long at all. Then we've got Mark, we started dating properly when I was 15. The story of us is really long and still going on and there's not much to be told there. Then there was Emma, who we had a threesome with and I fell for, and that story has been written a few times as well. And then there was Sarah and Amy, whose stories have also been told too many times. And then Melissa, again with the overtold story. And that's it.