Living in a democratic country that seems to be amongst the smallest, rainiest and most strange in its language, I have been brought up in a very special way. My parents have each their background with norms and values far from one another.. Anyhow I believe I managed to take the best from both and I guess thats part f the reason why I am who I am today.. My father is from Denmark and my mother is from former Jugoslavia.. they met a summer ages ago on the beautiful coast of Istria, Croatia and well one thing lead to another and suddenly we became a little family of 4 members.
My life has been driving on a rollercoster which sometimes had its good sides, but then again some things rushed past me too fast for me to even coup what really happened.
I went to the kindergarden, the primaryschool of course, then highschool and now Im almost at the end of my first year on the education of becoming a teacher. Along the way there has been a lot of so called lesons to learn. At the age of 15 I had my first so called experience with what was to become a very big part of my life later on.. Internet had become famouse at that time and all the chatrooms were to be explored. Suddenly I found myself writing to a guy an ocean away from me. This meeting was the first part of what shaped my view on the picture of a lovelife.. David was his name, a nice clever young man who amongst a lot of other valuable things made me smile..
The distance and our young age what so ever made it too hard to make a firm realtionship...
Life went on and at the age of 16 I met a guy from a town two hours train from me, this was an experience that took yet another turn against the world of constant travel. . .
I love travel because it has always been a part of my life. Ever since I was born I have been traveling 2000km every summer...
At the age of 17 I moved out to live with my second boyfriend with whon I was for about 1 ½ years - this relationship turned out to be a couple made of north and south. . . at the age of 19 I met a guy in town when I was having fun with the other students who had finished highschool just as I.. We went all over town with our blue- or red striped studenthats and hat a blast.. This meeting started a new relationship that ended about 7 ½ mounths later..
Now after a deep look upon life and what it should contain for me to be happy I found that I need to go beyond the borders... Cross the lines of what other people would call "normal". . But then again who is to say what is normal and right...?
This thought and a thouch from my past was the beginning of a new and exciting world. . .
The man on the mountain finally looked my way. . . again. . .