Being....different....
Being different is probably one of the hardest things to be, sometimes bordering on impossible, but if you do it once you will never be normal again. I'm still struggling to do it daily, because being different means being myself...and being myself is scary. I've always wanted people to like me, ever since I've been little. I never could understand why they didn't. I wanted to fit in so badly, but the harder I tried the less I did. I guess I still try, but now I try not to try which is even harder than trying...if that makes any sense....I will however, never be normal again, and I will always be proud of that!
Be different!
Ps. if you don't understand...that's fine...it just means you think differently that me ;)
Thursday 17 May 2012
Monday 7 May 2012
Spiders....
Being...scared of spiders....isn't fun...The disgusting things are everywhere and if the sight of them terrifies you as it does me...you have a problem...Especially if your little brother, who isn't afraid of them at all, thinks it's hilarious to put a dead one on your bed. A VERY BIG HAIRY ONE at that....
When I see a spider it freaks me out for a whole day. I will look everywhere, on the ceiling, on the lightswitch (where I accidentally touched one once), even in the shower to make sure there aren't any nearby. It's completely ridiculous of course, why would there suddenly be a whole lot of them if there were one...but I can't help it.
I promise I won't post too many blogs as useless as this one. Ttyl (gotta go hit my brother over the head with something heavy...and preferably made of metal...)
When I see a spider it freaks me out for a whole day. I will look everywhere, on the ceiling, on the lightswitch (where I accidentally touched one once), even in the shower to make sure there aren't any nearby. It's completely ridiculous of course, why would there suddenly be a whole lot of them if there were one...but I can't help it.
I promise I won't post too many blogs as useless as this one. Ttyl (gotta go hit my brother over the head with something heavy...and preferably made of metal...)
Why the blog?
I started this blog today, after I saw my friend's (which is awesome by the way). The name was the first thing that popped into my head, but it got me thinking. Who am I, what could I be? Anything? What do I want to be? Many things. Well, I've never been good at talking a lot, but writing is another story altogether, so hopefully I'm going to keep this blog up to date and not forget about it. If it bores you...don't read it....
This is being me....today...
This is being me....today...
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