I cannot wait to start a family of my own and I want that more than anything right now at this point in my life. I feel as if I have learned so many things about this amazing world and I cannot wait to share these things with someone who will look to me for guidance. Yet I know that it is in my children’s best interest, as well as my own, to wait until the time is really right. I have learned so much in my 23 years, but there is so much more I can learn, both about myself and the world.
This year I am working on never saying anything negative unless it has a positive outcome. To cure my impatience and soothe the maternal instincts that drive me to want to have a family now, I have been making private video blogs for my children since I was 20. In the videos I tell my future unborn children about my life. I talk about what I think they might look like and what their personalities might be like. I talk about popular and unpopular culture, my friends, technology, philosophies, pretty much anything that comes to mind.
As one of the oldest members of the Youth Task Force - and easily the most fogeyish - I'll have to approach this 'relationships' blog a little differently.
I can't really talk about my previous dating experiences, because that would just end up reading like an encyclopedia of catastrophe - although while I'm on the subject I may as well apologise to the following: 1) The girl who I never called because she wrote her number on a banknote that I accidentally spent on booze. 2) The girl who I never called because she wrote her number on my arm and I forgot it was there until after I'd washed it off. 3) The girl who I spent weeks making up stupid nicknames for because I'd forgotten what her real name was and she never bothered to mention it again.
So instead I'll have to talk about the relationship I'm now. It's easily the most serious relationship I've ever been in, and that's excellent. We've been together for a few years, we live together and I don't think she's realised what an intolerable arsehole I am yet. Nobody tell her, please.
In the last few days I've been finding it difficult to understand the common mentality of people...
We're well into the 21st century, dominated by information. We have information at the tips of our fingers. We are surrounded by lethal illnesses and diseases like HIV and the famous H1N1, children dying of hunger, countries at war, border conflicts like those of my country with Venezuela and Ecuador, global warming, the extinction of species, threats from natural disasters, massacres, abuses of power, discrimination, intolerance... In short, innumerable world calamities that make me wonder if it's worth it for people to harbour such misconceptions and taboos with respect to sexuality.
They say that it's obscene to talk about contraception, they say that it's immoral to pose naked for a magazine, they say it's indecent to speak to teens about sex, and I ask myself, isn't war more obscene? Is it not more indecent to fight each other for a piece of land, for a barrel of oil or for our ideological differences, than to feel proud of our bodies? To feel proud of living sexually responsibly, and feel proud of planning our lives?
OUR COUPLE OF THE WEEK: CHARLOTTE & PATRICK
