- I hate unfinished things, in particular bottles of shampoo. As a result, I use extraordinary amounts of shampoo.
- I dislike owning things in general. I can't stand having bookshelves full of books, which makes me the weirdest writer/reader in the world.
- I wish I could fit everything I own in one suitcase and live out of that.
- I would love to travel but I'm afraid of the world. And I don't have anybody to travel with me.
- I am in favour of soul-baring. I think the world would be better if everyone were just entirely honest about everything. I can handle whatever people honestly think of me.
- I find growing up both wonderful and horrifying. I wish I could remain a small child forever and have people care for me and avoid responsibility and at the same time I find my existence and the fact that I'm capable of independent thought and that I'm becoming someone I maybe like a little bit who is a good person at least most of the time... it's quite lovely.
- Whenever I meet someone who previously only knew me online, they always say that they didn't expect I'd be so shy! I didn't expect I'd be so shy either. I was a very outgoing child.
- As I've gotten older and met more people I've realised that I am not the most awkward person on the face of the planet. I am far from the most awkward person on the face of the planet.
- I like everyone I meet. I also suspect that everyone I meet is an axe-murdering psychopath (I saw this documentary the other night that said 5% of women and 2% of men are psychopaths and I thought, oh my god! I know lots of women! 5% of them are probably axe-murdering psychopaths!). But I worry like that.
- No matter how hard I try, I am always myself (which is to say, I am fearful, a good listener, curious, thoughtful, worrying, polite). People keep giving me advice and usually it involves me acting like someone who is not myself, which means I fail dismally at taking advice.
- I wish I was the sort of person who quotes dead authors and old bands and was wonderfully indie and quirky and all of that but I'm really not. All the authors I like are still alive and all the bands I listen to are still young and beautiful. Not to say old people aren't beautiful, I think everyone's beautiful. Maybe that should be my next point.
- I think everybody is beautiful. Especially people who smile.
- My scariest nightmares involve losing family members and people being angry at me. And that one where I tried to stop a cannibal from turning kids into soup and ended up being blamed for turning kids into soup myself.
- I worry. A lot. About everything. Everyone around me is the exact opposite. Sometimes I just lie on the floor like a starfish and agonise over everything I have to do and everything that might go wrong. And then I write stuff based on the stuff that might go wrong. (I know. I have a beautiful mind. *gazes dreamily into distance*).
- I give a lot of advice that I'm actually trying to give to myself. I'm onto me! I know what I'm doing, but I can't stop doing it.
- I feel doubtful of myself all the time. So it baffles me whenever someone says that I come across as self-assured or self-possessed or self-confident or self-something else. I'm not sure whether I'm an exceptionally good actor (if I do say so myself) or whether people just see in me whatever they want to see in me. I know I see in other people whatever I want to see in other people. As in, you're all beautiful and lovely and unique.
Sixteen things you maybe didn't know about Steph Bowe
Friday, August 13, 2010
Labels: thoughts on teenagerdom