Inside My Head
It's not a dull place to be, in my humble opinion. But let's be real; I'm probably a tiny bit biased. And as long as we're being real, my opinion isn't usually all that "humble". In fact, since we're REALLY being real (see what I did there?), I might as well add that most people probably wouldn't be able to survive inside my head.Why? Because I'm mean.
And when I say mean, I am thesaurusizing (is that a word?? Oh well. It is now. Shakespeare made up words.) for savage, vicious, ferocious, ruthless, intense, brutal.........ly judgmental, mind-numbingly shallow, mercilessly critical, appallingly harsh, shamefully offensive (or shamelessly, depending on how you look at it), and generally all-around traumatizing...you know, mean.
Sometimes I even scare myself! I'll be all "Oh my GOSH, Amber!! Did you really just think that?! You're scary..." It's happened. More than once. Or twice. Or 631,722,408 times, give or take. It's a real problem.
But NOW - thanks to the glorious power of the interwebz - you, whoever you are, get the special privilege of reading my innermost thoughts on all the most random things the world has to offer a somewhat-wallflower like me. (In case you haven't noticed, I ramble. A lot. And I use a lot of punctuation for dramatic reader's emphasis. And I interrupt myself. It's a problem.) I go a lot of places, I do a lot of stuff, I am around a lot of people, and then sometimes I don't do any of that, but I still somehow manage to have crap to say. It's a problem. (What can we gather from this?? I HAVE PROBLEMS!!!(!))
So, since my mind is always reeling with penetrating thoughts (good enough reason to use the word "penetrate", Fat Amy? I love you! #shoutout), I decided I needed a functional way of setting those thoughts free (fly, thoughts, fly! Think..happy....thoughts...? No? Okay.)
Yeah, sorry, my quirks get in the way sometimes. Guess what -- it's a PROBLEM. But I'm rambling again...
In short (hopefully), what I mean to say is that this blog is supposed to work as an outlet for me. I share my thoughts - good, bad, and ugly, but always censored - and then I experience a little blip of sparkly joy and itty-bitty rainbows in the pit of my stomach that kick my ice cream and cookie cravings. Again, cue the key word, hopefully.
If you have made it this far down in this post, there is a good chance that you'll probably like what I will have to say in the future, and how I say it. If you've been rolling your eyes every other word, then forgive me, but WE DON'T LIKE YOUR KIND AROUND HERE, SO SCRAM! Ahem, I mean....I'm sure Good Housekeeping or Fifty Shades of Gray or perhaps Justin Bieber are more your taste, so I'll understand if you feel so inclined to avoid this blog henceforth....AND STAY OUT!!
But to the rest of you hopefuls, I will try not to disappoint. Although, I will not stray from my honest feelings and I can promise you that I will never lack for snarky comments and bad attempts at humor.
If you want to know a little about me and the kinds of things that strike my fancy (because that's potentially a lot of the stuff that you'll hear about on this blog), I'll give you a rundown:
I am a substantial music and movie buff (and I can say "substantial" with confidence because there are over 13,000 songs in my iTunes library, and my movie collection is somewhere in the upper 200 range), I am a big kid at heart and have a huge and crippling soft spot for Disney Princesses and animated movies, I enjoy drama and the theater (especially musicals; *swoon*), I sing and play the flute and I think karaoke should be a sport, I have recently gotten into cooking and baking and have therefore fallen horribly prey to the likes of Pinterest recipes, I'm very susceptible to the charms of beauty products and the magical magic that they produce, I'm also a sorry sucker for romance and weddings and frilly, vintage loveliness, and I am a proud bookworm, my favorite literature being fiction of different genres, but definitely mainly of the fantastical nature.
To give you a little insight into my life, I am currently a full-time student and I also work part-time. I'm a college senior studying English and simultaneously obtaining my Education certification so that I can teach high school English. I work for a local hospital as a retail and clerical associate of sorts in one of their merchandise shops, and I love it because it's the perfect job for me: I get to sit for three and a half hours and talk on the phone, work on the computer, stare at clothes and use my "happy" voice all the time. On the side, I freelance as an amateur photographer when circumstances permit. I am also involved with my church through my Sunday School class and the choir ministry, and have spent some time in the children's choir ministry as well, though it was very limited and short-lived due to my busy schedule. I am 20-something years old, and live with my parents to save on expenses while I still have that option, and I am in a long-distance relationship with the sweetest guy ever, Mark, who lives 5.5 annoying hours away in another state. But one of these days I'll sweep him off his feet and he won't be able to escape me. MWAHAHAHA! *twiddle my mustache* Also of note, I have one sister, a crazy brother-in-law, and a precious almost-three-year-old nephew.
As for my personality, in the unlikely event that you haven't quite picked up on this yet... I'm a bit of what people like to call "odd"; which we all know really means "weird". Or, in the popular words of so many teen movies, "YOU'RE A FREAK!". Why yes, yes I am. Thank you for noticing! As a matter of fact, I'm what hipsters would dub "quirky", which I find is much more acceptable since I have my doubts about fitting in with the circus. Is that definitive enough? ;)
Aside from being odd, weird, a freak, and quirky, I am also highly sarcastic, creative, patient (with a few exceptions), tolerant, intuitive, goofy, observant, blunt, playful, and loyal. I am not naturally outgoing or assertive, I've rarely any urge to compete, and it has taken me many years and much practice to come out of my shell enough to even order a pizza over the phone without breaking out in hyperventilation. I don't like to approach people that I don't know well unless they have given me some undeniable invitation or feeling of welcome, and I normally care too much about what other people might think of me to step too far out of my comfort zone.
That being said, I also strive to be a distinct individual in many ways. I dress in what I genuinely want to wear, whatever that may be at the time, and I do many things for myself not caring at all what others may think of it. I am not impulsive, as I think very long and hard about decisions before I make them, and I consider every possible option before doing so. I am a realist rather than an idealist, although I can always see both ways somehow. I'm extremely empathetic, and I try to be the kind of friend that I would want to have. I do all I can to keep my word, and I don't make promises flippantly. I try to be very honest with people, and if what I honestly think isn't very nice, when someone's personal feelings are at stake, I try my best to be as tactful as possible while still maintaining honesty. I'm very laid back and easy-going; probably so much so that my family would refer to me as "lazy", as I am also chaotically organized (which means my room is a wreck half the time but I always know where everything is). It takes a lot to get me worked up, but when I do, it's never pretty because it's been building for so long. I have a strange way of communicating sometimes, i.e. randomly breaking out into random foreign accents for no apparent reason just because I can. I make up phrases and use unfamiliar words that nobody's ever heard of, and I use a lot of analogies and little anecdotes that nobody else thinks of but they totally understand. I can also be quite bold, sometimes at appropriate instances and others not so much, and I say a lot of things that no one else is brave enough to say, even though they may be thinking it. And then there are plenty of occasions, of course, that I am the only person that is thinking it, and everyone is wide-eyed and aghast at me for not only saying it, but for thinking it in the first place.
So. That's pretty much me in a nutshell. A very big nutshell.
From here, in hopes that we meet again, I leave you with this, my readers:
Never work at a bridal shop.
Until next time,
Your friendly neighborhood Amber
PS - Auto-correct would suggest that "thesaurusizing" is not a word. Thought you'd want to know. Just kidding, you don't care. But it's cool. Because no one reads the "PS" anyway.
Except you. L A M E.
And when I say mean, I am thesaurusizing (is that a word?? Oh well. It is now. Shakespeare made up words.) for savage, vicious, ferocious, ruthless, intense, brutal.........ly judgmental, mind-numbingly shallow, mercilessly critical, appallingly harsh, shamefully offensive (or shamelessly, depending on how you look at it), and generally all-around traumatizing...you know, mean.
Sometimes I even scare myself! I'll be all "Oh my GOSH, Amber!! Did you really just think that?! You're scary..." It's happened. More than once. Or twice. Or 631,722,408 times, give or take. It's a real problem.
But NOW - thanks to the glorious power of the interwebz - you, whoever you are, get the special privilege of reading my innermost thoughts on all the most random things the world has to offer a somewhat-wallflower like me. (In case you haven't noticed, I ramble. A lot. And I use a lot of punctuation for dramatic reader's emphasis. And I interrupt myself. It's a problem.) I go a lot of places, I do a lot of stuff, I am around a lot of people, and then sometimes I don't do any of that, but I still somehow manage to have crap to say. It's a problem. (What can we gather from this?? I HAVE PROBLEMS!!!(!))
So, since my mind is always reeling with penetrating thoughts (good enough reason to use the word "penetrate", Fat Amy? I love you! #shoutout), I decided I needed a functional way of setting those thoughts free (fly, thoughts, fly! Think..happy....thoughts...? No? Okay.)
Yeah, sorry, my quirks get in the way sometimes. Guess what -- it's a PROBLEM. But I'm rambling again...
In short (hopefully), what I mean to say is that this blog is supposed to work as an outlet for me. I share my thoughts - good, bad, and ugly, but always censored - and then I experience a little blip of sparkly joy and itty-bitty rainbows in the pit of my stomach that kick my ice cream and cookie cravings. Again, cue the key word, hopefully.
If you have made it this far down in this post, there is a good chance that you'll probably like what I will have to say in the future, and how I say it. If you've been rolling your eyes every other word, then forgive me, but WE DON'T LIKE YOUR KIND AROUND HERE, SO SCRAM! Ahem, I mean....I'm sure Good Housekeeping or Fifty Shades of Gray or perhaps Justin Bieber are more your taste, so I'll understand if you feel so inclined to avoid this blog henceforth....AND STAY OUT!!
But to the rest of you hopefuls, I will try not to disappoint. Although, I will not stray from my honest feelings and I can promise you that I will never lack for snarky comments and bad attempts at humor.
If you want to know a little about me and the kinds of things that strike my fancy (because that's potentially a lot of the stuff that you'll hear about on this blog), I'll give you a rundown:
I am a substantial music and movie buff (and I can say "substantial" with confidence because there are over 13,000 songs in my iTunes library, and my movie collection is somewhere in the upper 200 range), I am a big kid at heart and have a huge and crippling soft spot for Disney Princesses and animated movies, I enjoy drama and the theater (especially musicals; *swoon*), I sing and play the flute and I think karaoke should be a sport, I have recently gotten into cooking and baking and have therefore fallen horribly prey to the likes of Pinterest recipes, I'm very susceptible to the charms of beauty products and the magical magic that they produce, I'm also a sorry sucker for romance and weddings and frilly, vintage loveliness, and I am a proud bookworm, my favorite literature being fiction of different genres, but definitely mainly of the fantastical nature.
To give you a little insight into my life, I am currently a full-time student and I also work part-time. I'm a college senior studying English and simultaneously obtaining my Education certification so that I can teach high school English. I work for a local hospital as a retail and clerical associate of sorts in one of their merchandise shops, and I love it because it's the perfect job for me: I get to sit for three and a half hours and talk on the phone, work on the computer, stare at clothes and use my "happy" voice all the time. On the side, I freelance as an amateur photographer when circumstances permit. I am also involved with my church through my Sunday School class and the choir ministry, and have spent some time in the children's choir ministry as well, though it was very limited and short-lived due to my busy schedule. I am 20-something years old, and live with my parents to save on expenses while I still have that option, and I am in a long-distance relationship with the sweetest guy ever, Mark, who lives 5.5 annoying hours away in another state. But one of these days I'll sweep him off his feet and he won't be able to escape me. MWAHAHAHA! *twiddle my mustache* Also of note, I have one sister, a crazy brother-in-law, and a precious almost-three-year-old nephew.
As for my personality, in the unlikely event that you haven't quite picked up on this yet... I'm a bit of what people like to call "odd"; which we all know really means "weird". Or, in the popular words of so many teen movies, "YOU'RE A FREAK!". Why yes, yes I am. Thank you for noticing! As a matter of fact, I'm what hipsters would dub "quirky", which I find is much more acceptable since I have my doubts about fitting in with the circus. Is that definitive enough? ;)
Aside from being odd, weird, a freak, and quirky, I am also highly sarcastic, creative, patient (with a few exceptions), tolerant, intuitive, goofy, observant, blunt, playful, and loyal. I am not naturally outgoing or assertive, I've rarely any urge to compete, and it has taken me many years and much practice to come out of my shell enough to even order a pizza over the phone without breaking out in hyperventilation. I don't like to approach people that I don't know well unless they have given me some undeniable invitation or feeling of welcome, and I normally care too much about what other people might think of me to step too far out of my comfort zone.
That being said, I also strive to be a distinct individual in many ways. I dress in what I genuinely want to wear, whatever that may be at the time, and I do many things for myself not caring at all what others may think of it. I am not impulsive, as I think very long and hard about decisions before I make them, and I consider every possible option before doing so. I am a realist rather than an idealist, although I can always see both ways somehow. I'm extremely empathetic, and I try to be the kind of friend that I would want to have. I do all I can to keep my word, and I don't make promises flippantly. I try to be very honest with people, and if what I honestly think isn't very nice, when someone's personal feelings are at stake, I try my best to be as tactful as possible while still maintaining honesty. I'm very laid back and easy-going; probably so much so that my family would refer to me as "lazy", as I am also chaotically organized (which means my room is a wreck half the time but I always know where everything is). It takes a lot to get me worked up, but when I do, it's never pretty because it's been building for so long. I have a strange way of communicating sometimes, i.e. randomly breaking out into random foreign accents for no apparent reason just because I can. I make up phrases and use unfamiliar words that nobody's ever heard of, and I use a lot of analogies and little anecdotes that nobody else thinks of but they totally understand. I can also be quite bold, sometimes at appropriate instances and others not so much, and I say a lot of things that no one else is brave enough to say, even though they may be thinking it. And then there are plenty of occasions, of course, that I am the only person that is thinking it, and everyone is wide-eyed and aghast at me for not only saying it, but for thinking it in the first place.
So. That's pretty much me in a nutshell. A very big nutshell.
From here, in hopes that we meet again, I leave you with this, my readers:
Never work at a bridal shop.
Until next time,
Your friendly neighborhood Amber
PS - Auto-correct would suggest that "thesaurusizing" is not a word. Thought you'd want to know. Just kidding, you don't care. But it's cool. Because no one reads the "PS" anyway.
Except you. L A M E.
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