Friends - Sille's life

I haven’t forgot to write a blog I’ll make that very clear - I just didn’t feel like writing it before now. And since Sidsel wrote about friends last time I’ll be uncreative and ‘copy’ her. In a way… The first friend I can remember having was my dance partner Steffen. Yeah I spent the first years of my life dancing in a white lovely dress, dancing with Steffen every time. The thing was that Steffen wasn’t a very good dancer. At all. I was always the one leading and he didn’t move his feet very often. I still remember him as a friend though, a good one even though I only was 5 years old. The sad thing is, I haven’t seen him since but I can still see him clear in my mind as it was yesterday. Maybe a bit silly but I am silly so that should explain it… The next person who comes to my mind is a girl I didn’t know for very long. Still just like Steffen, I remember her face very clearly. Her name was Andrea, like one of the headpersons from a Danish kids show with a talking frog and parrot. I remember one particularly day we played together. It was before I started in kindergarten and I’m not quite sure how we met. But I know we were making jewelers out of red berries in her garden. That’s all I can recall, but it’s a happy memory without worries and full of silly laughs and lots of smiles… A few weeks ago I talked about her and I said: “I wonder where she is today.” Suddenly my mom answered that she had returned to the Faroe Islands where she came from. It was a huge shock. I mean… I didn’t know that, I’d never known she wasn’t from my hometown. Oh well it won’t change the way I remember the dark-haired girl who lived behind the bakery.

Don’t worry dear reader, this is soon over. I got one friend left. Her I really miss. She was my kindergarten-best-buddy-silly-mate. We were called “hønisserne” which means, if you translate it directly into English; “hay elves”. It sounds pretty silly but we had a lot of fun. Her name was Hanne and she was a younger than I. All the years I spent in kindergarten I remember her being there almost every day. Of course I had other good friends but I still talk with them, Hanne on the other hand I haven’t spoken to for years. And why is that? She’s a year younger than me so she began a year later in school than me. I’ve often wondered what would have happened if we’d started at the same time. If we still would be friends. If I still would be friends with Sidsel. Sighs, oh yeah I’ll never know and now you know a lot about my past-no-longer-friends. Doesn’t that make you feel better and smarter…?

Friends - Sid's life

Oh well... Let me tell you about me, not the most interesting of stories but oh well it's my life isn't it? I grew up in Denmark in a rich suburb but I never really fit in here, I still don't (no, I'm not feeling sorry for myself) when I was 6 I started in school, I didn't have a lot of friends, they could be counted with the fingers of one hand, I was used to having more friends, but in school I was simply too different I was to much a boyish girl, and all the friends I had before went to other school. But luckily I had my best friend outside of school, Emma, we were neighbours and she was a year younger than I was, she had three older brothers, so she quite a boyish girl too... I liked going to school, but I didn't like a lot of the people there, for 2 years I felt like this, I was the girl who never played with the others, not that they picked on me, I just didn't like them and they didn't like me.
But when I was about to start in 3 grade, two new girls started in our class, and this resulted in a great fight between a girl who at the time was a very good friend of mine and I, we both wanted to be friends with the new girl and we didn't want to share. Of course the new girl, named Line, wasn't at all aware of this, she thought that we always had hated each other. In the end Line and I became the best of friends, and we're still very good friends. Outside of school Emma and I played together almost every day. This was my life until about 7th grade when something happened, Emma's parents had gotten divorced, her mother moved away, and most of the time she was at her mother's. Line suddenly stopped talking to, actually she stopped talking to everyone. At the time I only really had one friend, a guy named Allan, we weren't really that close but we talked all the way home in the bus everyday. My problem have always been that I can't open up to people, I have never been able to, and I still find it really hard. At this time the only person I really trusted was Emma, and she was never there.
After Line and I had talked for three or four months, I broke down in front of my mom, I cried for hours, and the next day I told Line everything, and it turned out she wasn't mad at me, she was confused about other things in her life. I saw less and less off Emma, we talked every once in a while.
At the end of my seventh year of school they told us that the 4 classes had to become 3, we were very angry about this at the time, but it turned out later that this was probably the best thing that could've happened to me, I still didn't really fit in.
I started in my new class after the summer holiday. Line made some new friends and I mostly just sat alone, but then I met the most wonderful girl in the world, the best friend anyone could have, this is where I met Sille, actually we had spend some time together before the holiday, and in the holiday, but when school started I just got all shy and sat there all alone. But it seemed Sille had decided she liked me, and that we were going to be friends, we did become friends, but I still felt like I was losing Emma.
In ninth year of school I saw Emma, we talked as if it hadn't been 5 months since we'd seen each other, she told me about a new school she was going to go to, we laughed, we had a good time. Some months went by and I wrote her messages, called her, but the was never an answer, she never picked up the phone, she still doesn't. it's been more than 2 years now.
But at the end of my tenth year of school I had Sille, Line and Mathilde, the three people that could always make me smile, Line is like a puppy - silly and cute, Mathilde is... well she's Mathilde and I love her even though we can get in fights. And without Sille I wouldn't be complete, she stops me from doing insane stuff, and she makes me smile when I'm sad, I just hope she realises how important she is.
Anyways, I started in a new school and got some more friends, I'm surrounded by lovely people, and I'm happy.

Wauw this got really personal.... Anyways...

The difference between girls and boys

I overheard a conversation the other day in school where one of my classmates (who’s a boy) said this, about two of the girls: “Yeah, but they slept in the same bed! That’s weird! They must be lesbians.” My classmate didn’t say this to offend anyone, please remember, but of course his listeners laughed and said: “Well that’s what girls do.” And that is true. Girls can do things boys can’t. But of course, boys can sleep in the same bed if they want to but have you ever heard of boys who actually did that? I haven’t that’s for sure.

When I come to think of this topic one of my friends told me yesterday she thought it was weird holding hands. I said: “Well I often hold hands with Sidsel. I’m pretty sure lots of girls do that.” And they do! And we’re allowed to do that compared to boys. If you saw two boys holding hands wouldn’t your first thought be: “Hm they must be a couple.”? But if you see two girls walking down the street holding hands your first thought would probably be: “Hm they must be very good friends!” Now my question is: how can that be? Why on Earth can’t boys do and act the same way as girls? Another thing I’d thought of point out was that girls go to the bathroom together. But I won’t use that because I’ve actually seen boys go the bathroom together. After one of them had asked the others if they wanted to join him. It really took me by surprise. Anyway what I was going to say is that it is kinda not strange at all that this difference exits. How would the world look like, if girls and boys were alike? Boys would wear dresses and girls would walk around spitting all over the place. I think I just answered my own question… But I still think it would be interesting to see a world where boys could do the same thing as girls without being called weird or gay…

Things Sid doesn't understand

There's a lot of things I don't understand, not because I'm stupid (I do like to think I'm smart...) but there are just these things I don't understand.
The other day I was walking from school with Sille, we walked behind a group of girls all wearing Uggs. I have never understood Uggs, and in case you are not aware of what Uggs are here's a picture:
ok, why do you think they're named "Uggs"?! Here's a hint: because they're UGLY, they're are not good for walking in, if they get dirty (and they do!) they'll never look clean again... I simply don't understand these shoes, why are they created?! Why do people wear them?!
But Uggs aren't the only thing I don't understand, another thing is when people wear headphones and listen to music so loud that other people can hear the music just as well as if the person wearing headphones wasn't wearing headphones. I myself am one of those people who worry all the time when I am in public, I worry that I turn my music up to far, I worry about annoying people when I talk on the phone, yeah all that stuff, you know?
Another thing I don't understand is teachers who don't like children/young people, what are you doing in a school if you don't like the people you're supposed to teach stuff? Don't get me wrong, I like going to school, actually I love it most of the time. But why would you want a job working with people you don't like? I myself have considered becoming a teacher, but I'm ok with working with people... I've had teachers I always felt like hated my classmates and I... Anywaaaays.... that's all from me this week...