I Am Who I Am

I am Tamil and proud.

I am British and proud.

I am Sri Lankan and proud.

I am a girl trying to right the wrongs of the world.

I am the girl who is over her crush.

I am the friend that takes all your shit.

I am the daughter of an alcoholic.

I am the girl who is far too emotional for her own good.

I am the girl that wouldn't change the above statement for anything.

I am the girl that dreams of giving everything up to travel but is scared of not having a regular income.

I am the girl that will not be broken by your continuous put downs.

I am the girl who will catch you if you fall.

I am the true love that you let get away.

I am the avid cloud watcher.

I am the sister that will support you in everything.

I am my own representative.

I am who I am because of everyone. © See the Orange Rock Corps ad!

I decided to write this post because I saw a link on another blog that basically linked to here with the link titled as "The Tamil Community in London". I did leave a comment saying that I think it's unfair that the blog author feels the need to tar all Tamils with the same brush. I am part of the Tamil community in London and these Tamils in no way represent me so how is it "THE" Tamil community in London? It's a small few individuals. Obviously the comment didn't stay up but it is their blog and they are entitled to write and publish whatever they want (as am I).

Where I'm From

I don't know if it's happened to you but it has to me. Not so much now though.

When I was younger (bear in mind, I'm still only in my 20's) - school, high school and university, people always asked me where I'm from. New people, not those who'd known me for years. Those who had known me for years asking this usually meant that they were questioning my life form!

But you know, it happens right. When you're first introduced to people - the question comes up. My answer? "I'm English". Because I am. The confused look on their face leads me to elaborate because I don't look like a typical English(wo)man (though what a typical English(wo)man looks like is in the eye of the beholder!). So then I tell them that my parents are from Sri Lanka.
"So you're Sri Lankan?"
"Well, my parents are Sri Lankan. I'm English - born and brought up in London."

Am I wrong? I'm not saying I'm not Sri Lankan. I'm of Sri Lankan origin. It's my ethnicity and most things about me screams Sri Lankan but I am English. Maybe people should be more specific in their questioning?

It doesn't seem to happen so much nowadays. I've noticed that as I've got older - I tend to meet more Sri Lankans. Maybe it's because nearly all (yes, all 10 of) my friends are Sri Lankan. Do people of the same culture/ethnicity flock together as they get older?

Who am I?

Scrumpy the daughter, the sister, the best friend, the close friend, the ex-girlfriend, the acquaintance, the reliable friend, the funny friend, the crazy friend, the I-don't-know-you-but-find-you-really-easy-to-talk-to "friend", the "lend me some money" friend, the pushover, the emotional one, the clever one (!), the outgoing child.....

I have been described in all these ways BUT who is Scrumpy the blogger?

Third Time Lucky?

This is the third time I'm trying but this time I'm going to try and remain a lot more anonymous! The result of this is that I can probably write what I want, about whom I want, when I want! Therefore creating a more honest blog!

And so it begins....