Ladies and gentlemen, it is time!
As you may or may not know, I’m Eirik, and this, I suppose, is my blog. The reasons for me opening this blog are many; one might point to my repressed exhibitionism, or even my craving for attention in general. It might possibly be because I’m finally leaving my safe, secure nest somewhere in south-western Norway. In that aspect, I’m just like a bird. A bird who’s partially freaking out (I’ll be honest, moving in with my girlfriend doesn’t make me freak out less) and at the same time very happy to finally flap away from Mother Bird and all of the disgusting meals she puked into his mouth. Also, I can’t sing. I’d make a shitty bird.
I’m gonna spend the rest of this post introducing myself. This might seem like a massive waste of time, but I’m arrogant and deluded enough to assume that you have a modicum of interest in my person.
As you may have picked up by now, my name is Eirik. I’m at the time of writing 18 years old, preparing myself mentally for the rather life-changing experience of uprooting and moving away from home permanently, immersing myself in the works of P.G Wodehouse and George Orwell (I’ll try my best to avoid writing like mr. Wodehouse, even though it certainly is tempting), currently philosophizing about my existence, and about how the hell I’m going to adapt to Law studies.
Moving away from home allows me to pursue some of my hobbies even further, such as combat sports. I’ll start doing Brazilian jiujitsu in a couple of weeks, which basically means that my main hobby involves me rolling around the floor with other, sweaty men. It’s just as gay as I make it out to be. I’m also an avid reader, and tend to slip into my own world whenever I pick up something that’s appealing to me. Moving away from the five scoundrels I currently live with will most likely make it easier to read in peace, so that’s another hobby I’ll get to pursue more vigorously when I move.
Except for that, I can pretty much finish the list about stuff you need to know about me before I move on to the reason why I made this blog in the first place:
- I’m a left-handed, test-tube baby atheist, which makes me the Anti-Christ by default.
- I somewhat pursue the Nietzschian ideal of the «übermensch», something I believe has been misinterpreted to the largest degree. My interpretation of it (you can’t have anything else than «interpretations» about Nietzsche’s philosophy, in my opinion, as he wrote vaguely, enigmatically, almost poetically. This is me talking around the fact that he was batshit crazy) is that we should focus on improving rather than defeating, creating rather than destroying, and living by our own morals and opinions rather than adhering to existing philosophies just because they may be socially acceptable (or unacceptable, depending on the person). If you’re familiar with the movie\book «Fight Club», you might notice that this stands in stark contradiction to Tyler Durden’s personal philosophy, which has been interpreted as «Nietzschian» by several people.
- I suck at keeping things short and sweet when it comes to writing.
- I love brackets. My old English teacher constantly reprimanded me for it.
- I love music. There’s generally something in every genre that appeals to me. I’m not very musical myself, excluding a brief stint playing the cello (which was in my childhood, only for a couple of years, and mostly forced, so it doesn’t count), and couldn’t give you a guitar chord if my life depended on it. The bands I spend the most time listening to at the moment are Iron Maiden, Porcupine Tree, Scorpions, Poets of the Fall, The Ocean, and Mew (they’re strangely creeping past my «I hate indie»-barrier).
- I generally assume that people are stupid and\or uninteresting until proven wrong. Despite this, I’m a social animal.
- I’m working on improving my lifestyle by getting at least ten hours of sleep a night, cutting candy and soda in favor of fruit and water, and generally improving my attitude towards new people.
- I suffer from short achilles tendons in both of my legs, so running and walking on the same level as everyone else takes quite a bit more effort than it should. I’m still improving, though! 🙂
Anyways, the point of this blog isn’t for me to pour my heart out. I’m going to use this blog as a journal of sorts about my transition from my motherland, the People’s Republic of Aksdal, to the foreign land of Bergen. As a side-quest of sorts, I’ll also search for signs of intelligence in the hominids that inhabit Bergen (hereby dubbed «Homo Bergensis»). They have developed their own culture, their own language, and all of them practice some backwater, primitive and, quite frankly, ridiculous nationalism.
That was all for today. I hope you tune in for another exciting installment of «the Pro-Magnon’s journey into the foreign lands of Hordaland»! Or something. Peace.
Currently listening to: Iron Maiden – Stranger in a Strange Land