This is my aspiring blog, which will be about my life and probably most of the daily struggles of being trash. Honestly, I wasn't planning on blogging, despite my dad nagging about that I should be for like two years now. Instead a friend that I've known since May managed to talk me into this (sorry, dad) in less than half an hour, and she has the responsibility to make me not slack off and forget making posts (I'Il usually make weekly posts unless the world is going under or I realize how to be productive. I doubt any of the two will happen in my lifetime).
I should probably introduce myself (who am I kidding, of course. I’m Jo, as earlier mentioned I’m very much trash and I live in Sweden. I’m honestly never going to understand why people travel to Sweden, because to put it frankly Sweden is kind of a really dull country. Except for the fact that males can push strollers without people gawking, it’s basically just coldness, cinnamon buns (people love them; we even have a national cinnamon bun day) and one hell of a lot of dialects in such a small country.
I was born in USA (San Francisco, man) and some people nod when I tell them and say ”Yeah you kind of act American”. I moved back to Sweden when I wasn’t even two years old, so I don’t know if it really affects my personality in any way, or if that’s even a compliment or insult. Like, USA is big, and by telling me I act American do they mean that I’m outgoing and value cheese over anything else, or that I seem like a person who thinks carrying around guns are okay but kinder eggs aren’t?
I spend most of my time trashing over YouTubers, Asian boys who may or may not even exist and fictional characters from TV-series. A lot of unnecessary time is spent playing cards and mafia (or the more badass name, Werewolf) with friends. I don’t have any pets, though my younger sister has a little hamster which is really cute, but also reminds me of the hat fic which is kind of really terrible. I’d like to have a turtle as a pet though.
I don’t dream big, which sounds really sad but really is not. I think it’s connected to my laziness and ability to procrastinate subconsciously, which is why I never really planned to blog. I’m doing that now though so who knows–maybe I’m suddenly making a turn and will become USA’s president. One thing I really want to do is learn Cantonese, because I feel it will be to us what learning English two generations back was to them. Also, I’ve heard that as a Cantonese speaker it’s a lot easier to understand Mandarin than vice versa (there’s also the tiny detail that it’s a lot more fun to say néih hóu than nǐ hǎo).
I think that should summarize it: have a nice time reading my future posts (if you make it through them), please act as if I’m funny even if I’m not and enjoy the rest of your day (or night, depending on when you’re reading this. You are way too tired if you choose to read this at night though, go to sleep).