The last time I wrote a blog entry with my phone the whole thing got deleted. . So figure me if I'm a bit scared.
Must press "Save" constantly to stop this from happening.
So anyway.
This year I'm trying to write at least one entry per month. And while I ashtray wrote TWO entries in my other blog this month, the chip eating girl is get to get a little sum'n sum'n this June.
So here goes nothing.
Don't forget to press "Save".
Okay good.
This won't be very long, purely because writing this on my phone is terrifying.
But I'd like to quickly outline to you why I choose to live my life being a weirdo.
Before I do though, I will first outline the ways in which I'm a weirdo.
- I enjoy accents: I put accents on ALL THE TIME.
I've noticed that if you say something in an accent it's much easier to come across not as a jackass.
For example: If you have to say something that's a bit uncomfortable or harsh, and you say it in a funny accent, people are much more likely to not get offended or hurt, and instead be amused by your weirdness while still taking in what you just told them.
There are few people who do this, but I always find it hilarious and really appreciate it when I do come across it.
- Whistling: I can't really whistle.
Like actually.
I suck at it.
But I still try.
And I do it ALL DAY LONG!
I used to not be able to whistle at all, but since I TRY to do it so often I have reached a level of mild mediocrity.
Facial expressions: If you've spent any time with me you'd know that most of the time I resemble a cartoon character.
I pull my face into a variety of different expressions, causing unwanted lines and wrinkles to regularly become more and more etched into my skin.
I can't help it though.
You can tell what I'm thinking because it can plainly be seen on my face.
This is sometimes frustrating for me but I actually can't stop.
Am I grossed out? You'll be able to tell.
Am I angry? You'll be able to tell.
Am I trying to be subtle but in reality I'm being the most obvious I've ever been in my life? Yes you can tell that too.
Thanks, face!
Random noises/body movements: Sometimes I sing what I'm doing (ask Lyndon. It took him awhile to get used to this but I think he sees the funny/cute side of it now).
I might just repeat one word over if i think it's particularly interesting or funny.
I also do weird little dances resembling ballet and something interpretational.
At work I often hum songs to myself as I clear tables, loud enough for people to hear, or just sing a song with only the word "La" in it.
The reason for all of this???
Because if I didn't live my life like this, it just wouldn't be as fun.
Things are a lot happier when you are enjoying yourself, and being weird is enjoyable to me.
I could probably try to stop being so weird, but what's the point?
Growing up, people would tell me I was weird, as if they were insulting me.
I'd just smile and agree with them
Because it's true.
I am weird.
And you know what?
I choose to embrace it.
