December 3, 2011

• Rant Inspired by pills. Fucking boring, don't click.

  I’m quiet, shy, introverted, and a natural listener. I hate talking, I rarely connect with people, and I like to do mundane and meticulous activities while keeping to myself. My parents worried about me being such a loner at times, but that was part of my personality.

   

  I’ve always been quite social, except for when I was homeschooled, and with the exception of now. My friends tell me how boring I have become.

   

  In my teenage years I’d prance around parties naked, in a mustard bikini, or just in a thong. I drank a lot. My poison of choice was Cape Codder made by Smirnoff. I was always outgoing and crazy.

   

  And I do mean crazy. I’ve locked friends out of parties, chased one of my friends with a butcher knife, dry humped my gay friends, given numerous lap dances, and even dated someone 40 years my senior. I’ve got more to add to the list; a post for another day.

   

  My Dad taught me to never care what people say, so I never did. People say I’ve changed a lot. I am very subdued now. The remnants of my craziness are being extinguished. I still get angry sometimes, but that’s easily remedied with a couple of Vicodin or Xanies. Ha ha.

   

  Tonight my friend said, “what happened to the old nataly I remember. getting drunk every weekend

  then me and steven would stick tampons to our faces.”

   

  People commonly say this. I think people have a strange affinity for tampons… erm, no I mean the first part… That I am boring now, that they like the drunk me, and that I’ve changed, etc.

   

  I bought vegan JELL-O for JELL-O shots.

   

  …  

   

  This was boring, like me. But I like being boring now. I like painting, reading, and cuddling with my dog. I like praying and listening to the Bible. Sometimes I do get crazy and naked, but I still won’t have premarital sex. You bastards will never make me vote for Obama either.

   

  My best friend in the whole world is my dog. She takes up my entire heart. I think part of that connection is that we just are. She accepts me, I accept her. We are completely different animals, different entities.

   

  People have trouble with that though, don’t they? Accepting that you are a different entity, and having expectations outside of what you are.

   

  Xanga is quite different from most places. Now it is a congregation of extremely nice, kind-hearted people. I love everyone from this place. It’s funny to see how people call others “trolls.” There are no real trolls here anymore, for all of Xangans petty little differences, most are the sweetest people you will ever meet.

   

  This was boring, and not meant to be congruent. Inspired by my pills and a friend.

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