Some things never change....
Me being one of them it would seem.
I was reading through an old journal of mine and I stumbed across something I wrote in October of 2004. It's not particualrly eloquant and now I think I could add far more too it but think it deserves another airing none the less:
Ok, so on saturday we are having a halloween day at work (a sort of promotiony type fun thing) and if we want we can come in a halloween costume (thoes of you that know me will know that there'll be no stopping me doing something like that)
but...
I was in the staff reseraunt this lunchtime with some collegues and they were asking who was comming in costume. Everyone turned around and said indignantly 'no!' and then I got some really od looks whn I sais that I was.
These looks came from the people that if they knew anythin about me more than my name would lable me a freak and a wierdo, the same ones that looked at me funny when I was having a talk with one of the male staff members about how funny it is sticking V8 engines in small cars (I saw one in a renault Clio, due to the small size of the car and considering exactly how big a V8 really is this car had no back seats and the whole of the rear of the car was taken up by its engine, basicaly it was an engine with seats!! *Clarkson mode cancel* ;) ).
The ones that concider themselves normal and it got me wondering what it was all about. I know I would never diss someone because they had a particular past time or interest. For instance I have no interest in gardening what so ever but I wouldn't condem my mum (or anyone else)for loving it!
Basically normal people suck. I know I knew that before but it's times like these that compund the fact.
To quote Richard Mayhew in Neverwhere:
'Discribe myself?...Normal... Boring...'
Too right mate. Normality is boring. I love my life, it's colourful and interesting even when it down right majorly sucks ass! God even my own Nan has condemed some of the things I do by making disdainful comments or trying to make me interested in socially acceptable' past times such as shopping or fashion. I'M NOT INTERESTED MATE!!!... I would never say I was normal, bloody Maarvelous!
Discribe myself?...Eccentric and proud!
I was reading through an old journal of mine and I stumbed across something I wrote in October of 2004. It's not particualrly eloquant and now I think I could add far more too it but think it deserves another airing none the less:
Ok, so on saturday we are having a halloween day at work (a sort of promotiony type fun thing) and if we want we can come in a halloween costume (thoes of you that know me will know that there'll be no stopping me doing something like that)
but...
I was in the staff reseraunt this lunchtime with some collegues and they were asking who was comming in costume. Everyone turned around and said indignantly 'no!' and then I got some really od looks whn I sais that I was.
These looks came from the people that if they knew anythin about me more than my name would lable me a freak and a wierdo, the same ones that looked at me funny when I was having a talk with one of the male staff members about how funny it is sticking V8 engines in small cars (I saw one in a renault Clio, due to the small size of the car and considering exactly how big a V8 really is this car had no back seats and the whole of the rear of the car was taken up by its engine, basicaly it was an engine with seats!! *Clarkson mode cancel* ;) ).
The ones that concider themselves normal and it got me wondering what it was all about. I know I would never diss someone because they had a particular past time or interest. For instance I have no interest in gardening what so ever but I wouldn't condem my mum (or anyone else)for loving it!
Basically normal people suck. I know I knew that before but it's times like these that compund the fact.
To quote Richard Mayhew in Neverwhere:
'Discribe myself?...Normal... Boring...'
Too right mate. Normality is boring. I love my life, it's colourful and interesting even when it down right majorly sucks ass! God even my own Nan has condemed some of the things I do by making disdainful comments or trying to make me interested in socially acceptable' past times such as shopping or fashion. I'M NOT INTERESTED MATE!!!... I would never say I was normal, bloody Maarvelous!
Discribe myself?...Eccentric and proud!