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Introduction in Random Thoughts Across The Board

  • Jan. 30, 2014, 4:49 p.m.
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I will try to avoid saying names of the people in my life. If I do use any names, they will not be their real names. I have hobbies. This does not come as any shock, I imagine. We all have some type of hobby, whether it seems like one or not. I enjoy writing, even if I am mediocre at it. I also enjoy photography, music and collecting books. I spend time being ridiculous. By this I mean that I am often prone to breaking into song. I will make my own lyrics to songs I hear, or I will simply just make noises to go along with said songs. I don't embarrass easily, and if a person were to catch me singing my own lyrics, I will simply laugh it off. I like to make funny faces, and I collect memorabilia for a certain BBC television show involving space and time travel. I try to walk everywhere. I prefer it to being inside a vehicle, even with this monstrous weather we're experiencing. I am an introvert despite working with the public. I own a dog who ends up having to listen to my random ramblings. I have a roommate who is also an introvert. Neither of us think exactly as we should about society (or as society thinks we should). I was raised in a very negative and destructive environment but refuse to let it control me. There was a time where I did let it do just that, but enough was enough, and I started to push through it. I have little to no patience to blatant stupidity. If I dislike a person, they tend to know rather quickly. I lack the social cues to know when I should keep my opinions to myself and when I should share. I am incapable of not being truthful. If someone asks me for my opinion, I give it, whether they like it or not. I assume everyone is like this, and am therefore naive. If I'm honest, why shouldn't everyone else be the same? I have recently become aware that it is hard to impress me. Of course, I could have just been in denial about that one. I can often fail to see the emotional attachments others have with objects or people. I have a select few that I willingly let into my life and care for, and they understand my strange eccentricities. I have a sarcastic sense of humour with a touch of dirt in it. I also find toilet humour to be hilarious, and see nothing wrong with that. I grew up with supportive siblings, despite their leaving home as soon as they could. They helped shape me into an independent individual, and showed me that I am much stronger than I used to think I am.

I think that's it for now. It was getting a wee bit heavy there.


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