Skuda
Feb 25, 2004, 09:28 PM
Welcome to my head. there is a bakery and a butcher to your left, and electronics beutique and a free money machine to your left.
This is a trip to my head. maybe If people tell me what's wrong or what makes me "special" we can figure out how I come up with the things I do.
I call it "I am me and that together sounds like some girls name...um...Iamme...yep...I need a hobby."
I’m sitting here trying to write a good fan fic, and nothing comes up. Perhaps this is it? i am Scott Kuda of course... I guess I am waiting for my usual stroke of genius to hit me. Nothing. Yep, it’s early in the morning, and my genius usually wakes up around noon. It’s time to whip out the old alarm clock and wake that lazy bum from its sleep! (Insert maniacal laugh here) But anywho, to most people I seem like one of those guys that are in need of serious psychiatric help. If you could see the title I saved this as you’d blink and call the asylum. But deep down, I’m just a hopeless romantic trapped in a gap between reality and imagination. Most of the time I’m to bloody shy to do anything about it. Curse my shyness! Well, that’s what you get for being warped. I’m not a “mind in the gutter 24/7” warped, I’m more of a “lollypop and ravenous bunnies with saber teeth” kind of warped. But, being weird is what makes me, me. Would I rather be an extremely successful student playing as the star player on a high school sports team? Heck No! I love being me and if anyone has a problem with that they can leave a note in the complaint box nailed to my face. In other words, I like to be told if I’m doing something to offend someone. I don’t like making others feel bad or forcing them to do things they don’t want to do. Being curious, I went to dictionary.com and looked up the word yourself. The assignment says, “defining yourself”. So, I’m looking up the definition of yourself. The definition is: “Used reflexively as the direct or indirect object of a verb or as the object of a preposition”. Woo! That was a good five minutes well spent! I spend a lot of time doing trivial things for a good laugh. Like playing monopoly with my little bother. I know I’m going to win, but I enjoy cleaning his clock every single time. Right now, I’m nodding my head back and forth, thinking about how to describe myself. I like to play Video games. Yep. Pretty dull eh? Most of the time I get frustrated playing them, but for some reason that relaxes me. But, I usually get absorbed into my games and kind of “live” the game. It feeds my mind. Which also reminds me that I am getting hungry. Food is another one of my most cherished pass times. I love eating and due to my high metabolic rate, I can burn calories by sitting on the couch! But if I ever do start to become “overweight” or anywhere close, I’m going to exercise a lot more that I usually do. That’ll teach those fat cells a thing or two! I hope male pattern baldness doesn’t run in the family. EEP! My precious hair! Anywhom, most of my present life is full of me thinking of something and turning it into a great idea. I can come up with character names by thinking of a brick.
This is a trip to my head. maybe If people tell me what's wrong or what makes me "special" we can figure out how I come up with the things I do.
I call it "I am me and that together sounds like some girls name...um...Iamme...yep...I need a hobby."
I’m sitting here trying to write a good fan fic, and nothing comes up. Perhaps this is it? i am Scott Kuda of course... I guess I am waiting for my usual stroke of genius to hit me. Nothing. Yep, it’s early in the morning, and my genius usually wakes up around noon. It’s time to whip out the old alarm clock and wake that lazy bum from its sleep! (Insert maniacal laugh here) But anywho, to most people I seem like one of those guys that are in need of serious psychiatric help. If you could see the title I saved this as you’d blink and call the asylum. But deep down, I’m just a hopeless romantic trapped in a gap between reality and imagination. Most of the time I’m to bloody shy to do anything about it. Curse my shyness! Well, that’s what you get for being warped. I’m not a “mind in the gutter 24/7” warped, I’m more of a “lollypop and ravenous bunnies with saber teeth” kind of warped. But, being weird is what makes me, me. Would I rather be an extremely successful student playing as the star player on a high school sports team? Heck No! I love being me and if anyone has a problem with that they can leave a note in the complaint box nailed to my face. In other words, I like to be told if I’m doing something to offend someone. I don’t like making others feel bad or forcing them to do things they don’t want to do. Being curious, I went to dictionary.com and looked up the word yourself. The assignment says, “defining yourself”. So, I’m looking up the definition of yourself. The definition is: “Used reflexively as the direct or indirect object of a verb or as the object of a preposition”. Woo! That was a good five minutes well spent! I spend a lot of time doing trivial things for a good laugh. Like playing monopoly with my little bother. I know I’m going to win, but I enjoy cleaning his clock every single time. Right now, I’m nodding my head back and forth, thinking about how to describe myself. I like to play Video games. Yep. Pretty dull eh? Most of the time I get frustrated playing them, but for some reason that relaxes me. But, I usually get absorbed into my games and kind of “live” the game. It feeds my mind. Which also reminds me that I am getting hungry. Food is another one of my most cherished pass times. I love eating and due to my high metabolic rate, I can burn calories by sitting on the couch! But if I ever do start to become “overweight” or anywhere close, I’m going to exercise a lot more that I usually do. That’ll teach those fat cells a thing or two! I hope male pattern baldness doesn’t run in the family. EEP! My precious hair! Anywhom, most of my present life is full of me thinking of something and turning it into a great idea. I can come up with character names by thinking of a brick.