So about a week ago, I posted a blog about what happened over the last two years, AKA how my life got flipped, turned upside down - or in layman's terms - fuckederonie! And then I was like, why should I have to explain my life? It happened, or tried to, and now it's forgotten. Like it should be.
I don't care if anyone read it. I don't care if HE read it. I don't give a rat's ass if it made me look bad or if people think I'm lying or exaggerating. My blog is my place, and I don't need a reminder of that idiot to bring it down. My blog is going to be about my rambles and happenings, fun little tigery things.
I've always liked tigers. Matter of fact, when I was young I wanted to *be* a cat of some sort. Sometimes I still do. I'm not sure if that makes me a cat person though because I get along with dogs much better. I like dogs more because you can see what they're feeling.
Cats.. they just stalk and use you as a pillow whether they're happy or not. They seem to analyse you, and what use they can make of you and dogs do that too. Only dogs are like feed me! Pat me! Let's go for walkies! Maybe you should feed me again!
Cats are always planning an escape route and looking shifty.
I've been jumped on by a LOT of dogs, mostly huge dogs and sometimes that has scared me but you get used to it. We never really had pets when I was a kid. Sure, we had goldfish, who doesn't? The one dog we did have eventually went a bit iffy and ended up attacking the pram a few times, so, uh, I guess that could have been part of it.
The idea of cats is very intriguing though. They're mysterious, beautiful and dangerous. Tigers are no different, gorgeous beasts capable of killing you, but you'll still line up at the zoo and gaze at them in wonder. This nickname of mine started way back when I was in early high school by a weird, but lovely friend of mine.
It's probably a little strange because I'm not really fierce anymore. I used to be really shouty and violent actually, haha. Then I just let it go. Why stress when no one else will? People look at me and probably think 'what a wallflower' but you wouldn't want to know what I think of them, haha. I'm trying not to draw attention to myself when I socialise, so I try to act normal. Normality sucks. I'm also not very good at it.
That's okay though. I have my true friends near and dear, I'm not out to be a social butterfly. I'm here to infiltrate. Tigers are pretty good at that, and then they pounce. Mauling isn't going to get me much in this life apart from bloody and a nice cell but you'd be surprised at how much damage you could do when you absorb the information rather than offer it.
As much as I hate people, I find them fascinating. I wish more people would stop and listen, instead of hogging the spot light, especially those who have nothing of importance to say.
I often feel like what I say goes unheard. Sometimes it makes for the great sad, others it's probably alright. I have a sick sense of humour at times, and it shouldn't be coupled with a habit of saying thoughts out aloud, heh heh.
So the tiger theme stays. Apt, quirky, cute and slightly threatening if you walk in the long grass in certain places. Maybe I'll change my pic to a winter coat soon. I know, what the hell does that even mean, lady?! It means it's leopards what can't change the spots, not tigers with their stripes is what! Leave me alone!
Anyway, I hope to get a more consistent blog going, still on the comics, movies, geeky things and random rants that anyone can understand, not just me. I hope no one gets the wrong impression, haha. I must come off as weird and bitchy but I probably only complain so much because sometimes it's my only outlet, you know?
I used to have a MySpace blog, and it was actually really popular before I got freaked out and made it private. Well, that and the stalker. It's always that one person you know. So I'm not really telling anyone that I do know about this site, I don't mind if they read it but I don't want to be one of those people that just advertise themselves. Besides, I think I'd feel like I would be hearing their commentary in my head when I wrote.
I don't know if I have any regular readers, but if I do, thank you for your patience and consideration. If you're just dropping in, hi there! If you're lost... well, bugger, I can't help you there but I want you to know I'm here for you and I feel your pain. .....I think.
Well, I have a hot date tomorrow so I should probably sign off. I meant to only be on here until ten, then read/draw some comics and then some idiot redirected me to YouTube. You really can't win on YouTube. You click, you hate, you think maybe the next one will wash out the evil so you click, you like, you think maybe the next one will be even better, you click, you get confused because you have no idea how you got here, you find a random video that sounds good, so you click, you have no idea what you just watched but you love it.......etc.
Damnit. Lol.
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