Monday, May 23, 2011
Somehow I got left behind
Sometimes I think life is just stupid!
I remember when I was younger and my family went to America for a month. It was my first time in the USA and we started by going to Wal Mart.... or Target... I can't remember which place got the privilege of having us over for a visit first. It really doesn't matter much anyways. We went to the supermarket and I thought I would explore a little bit on my own. In my Icelandic little head I thought I would be able to find my family again without any problems. I was wrong. I went off a bit on my own and then went back to where my parents had been. They were not there anymore. I walked around the store for a few minutes, although it felt like hours. After walking around in there for a while I decided to go check if the car was still in the parking lot. So I left the store and looked for the car... but alas! the car was gone! so I just started crying and sat down by the McDonalds by the entrance of Target/Wal Mart. I had no phone number I could call, no address I could go to... no way to get somewhere safe!
A few moments later I saw my family by the cash registers. They had been looking for me too and man was I happy to see them!! Apparently Wal Mart/Target was way bigger than I had thought and so was the parking lot. I had just been looking in all the wrong places, and then finally when I gave up and sat down declaring defeat my family found me. I decided then never to get lost again.
I sort of feel like I am at McDonalds in my life now. I am just sitting down and declaring defeat. Whatever I have been looking for all these years, you can come find me now.
Also, I think beauty competitions are just another way to objectify women and sell them.
We are all beautiful and worth your time and your love! and I am not just saying that because I am ugly and bitter. I mean... I am bitter, but I am actually not that unfortunate looking. If you don't believe me just ask my mom, she says I am pretty.... just kidding.... ask my friends... they are not partial.
And just in case you were wondering what my emotions would look like if they were pictures... here you go...