Inspired

My blog has been pretty much me whining about my personal life or my work situation. Which in all fairness is what I use it for, and also the reason why not a lot of people know about my blog.

After writing this entry I see my faults of too many commas and - (tankestrek?) plus (). I hereby excuse myself, and apologize in advance, since I am no writer -and I write how I think, not the way I read.

Today I was at GirlGeekDinnersOslo, and the discussion was around e-books and the digital media (well, the book part of it). Anyway, it made me realize how non-active I am in the digital world these days, and how I only use my twitter account on rare occasions, and as mentioned, use my blog as my personal whine site. I am considering starting a Norwegian blog, but then again, then I would have to change my blog name, and to be quite honest I have no IDEA what I would do name-wise. Second option is to delete my old posts and start all over -but isn't that kind of wrong ? I must admit I have done so over and over again throughout the 10 years of blogging I've had...and woah, I just realized I've been blogging on and off for ten freaking years #scary.

Introducing ourselves we gave a one-liner on who we were, and then some details about our general interest for computers (well, for me anyway, since I have no occupation that goes along with the internets). I just told my boyfriend about this one girl who said she had been on social media since before it was called social media -and I came to realize so had I. I have also been blogging since around 2001 (maybe even before 2001), and I even just realized my old myspace account is still open (though friendless as always). The worst part is, I can see that my old MySpace pictures aren't that old either! (FREAKYYY).

Woah, all this talk has made the clock pass midnight, and we really should go to sleep. Although I don't have regular work tomorrow there is still some work, and the tooth extraction.

The point of this post however was I am inspired. I am inspired by all these strong women who are awesome and innovative, and who seem to be passionate about their everything. I am inspired to get more in to reading again, and in all honesty, I might even consider going back in to the business of books if the right offer came along. All in all I am THRILLED to have been a part of this evening, and must say I have gotten part of my groove back from just this little tiny meeting.

So to whomever read this that was there, or anyone that it might interest, THANK YOU

#ggdo

xoxo

M

Internet pt. 3. (it never ends)

So I've had this blog for some years now. I think I started my first blog when I was with previously-mentioned-boyfriend-that-it-took-me four-years-to-get-over. I've written the emotions that I've felt, I've written about break-ups and deaths. My previous eating disorder has also had a big part of my blog world, but lately I've mostly blogged about my nervousness about my new job, and the hardships that come with it.

Then the other day I got frightened. I've realized that the more I poke my nose around the more "famous" bloggers of Norway, the more the likelyhood of someone actually poking in to my blog might know/get to know who I am, and also know where and what I am talking about when it comes to work. Problem is, of course the blog is official, I could have hidden the posts where I mentioned my worries and or fears. I could have password locked the bits where I mentioned my concerns with my new job, and the problems that I am facing being 26 years old, managing people who are about twice my age. The problem is I don't want to... I don't want to hide from who I am, but maybe I should, especially if it gets personal?

The reason I am writing this is because I suddenly got frightened one of the bloggers I have started following might recognize where I work (since it really isn't that hard to recognize), and then maybe she knew someone who knows someone who works for me, and maybe those someones would read my blog and then everything would just be a big massive mess... (long sentence much?)
I make up these situations in my head that are truly bizarre, and there really is no reason why I should. Who cares? Who cares if someone who work for me reads about the challenges I face? Or have faced in the past. If I can't stand for my opinions or feelings, maybe I shouldn't blog about them? True... but fact of the matter is I've always kind of known who the visitors of my blog is, and thereby not have to worry about them telling anyone about it. It has more been a diary for myself, about myself, and nothing else.

Anyway, whoever you are reading this, just remember, this is where I put out my hardships and struggles. As do everyone else who write blogs (well, not everyone, but you catch my drift). Of course there's a lot of things I don't mention, and my work people really ain't THAT hard to work with :) It's just hard being the new girl. Besides, noone can argue that coming in at my age can be a challenge, as you don't get respected as much as someone who is twice your age and have lots and lots of experience..

Have a nice Sunday
xoxo
M