** I will be deleting this post at some point but i’m working on writing freely so, yeah. this happened. No Spell check or Proofread done except for adding this little snippet.
Seriously? The one day I consider using a writing prompt and it throws out a word I ave to google? FINITE? really, you want me to talk about the time I first realised I wasn’t going to live forever. I cant answer that specifically, I could’ve been 1993 and Bambi’s mother had just died on my 27 inch big backed TV. Maybe it was circa 1995 when I was held at knife point by my father?
What I will say is this, I recently (on SATURDAY) decided to give up the fags! SERIOUSLY. I’ve been trying to give it up since I had to have a biopsy recently on a lump in my boob and It frightened the living daylights out of me. I want to have more kids and smoking is just plain fucking bad for you so its a bit stupid to continue doing it.
In case you cant tell. I’m pissed. Its raining here. Its always fucking raining here. I hate this stupid patch of grass I call my country. ITS AWAYS FUCKING RAINING! If its not raining then its windy, if it aint windy its pretty much a mixture of hail, sleet and snow. that’s in APRIL! It’s abysmal. Shocking. DOWN RIGHT RUDE IF YOU ASK ME.
It’s july and im still sat in my living room wearing my pajams and the god damn heating is on!! I am not even joking.
This weekend has been an up and down kind ride, both bofriend and I have decieed enough is enough and the fags gotta go. That’s cool. we want to create life again so its probably for the best and to be honest I hate it, a lot. it stinks and its gross but where youre addicted, youre addicted and you just crack on with killing your lungs like it aint nuffin.
So im grumpy. its raining. this prompt sucks. my computer is slow and you know what maes this day INFINATELY worse than any other day? My friggin washing machine just conked out, mid cycle. Ive now got a dead machine full of dripping wet washing and its FUCKING RAINING! I cant even put the stupid wet washin on the stupid washing line because for some unfathomable reason, the weather gods despise the UK.
I blame the government and their stupid conservative, money grabbing ways. Maybe ts the sexists or the racists or the millions upon millions of unemployed people in this country, poisoning the atmosphere with their depression. Global warming be fucked, its just whole country of manic depressives upsetting the higher power I call god. Fuck you God. Fuck you Derick the weather man and your constant reminder that if we don’t all start taking suppliments we’re all going to have a vitamin D deficiency, on top of being unemployed, broke and stigamtised by the media for having boobs, or a dick or eyes. Or whatever NATURAL PART OF THE BODY YOU’RE CURRENTLY SAYING MAKES US INSUFFICIENT HUMANS.
And fuck you too, argos, for your shitty electrical items that DIE a few days after the warrantee runs out, and your god damn credit checks. Fuck you.
I hate this. I might be a finite creature but i’m a creature non-the-less and this is my life. My irritated, nicotine withdrawn, broken washing machine, too broke to buy another one life. I wouldn’t change it but I am going to have a fag and kill off some more of my lung capacity, fuck it. We’re all finite, we all have expiry date, We live longer than yoghurt though so you know, there’s a bit of positivity to this piss poor existence.
PASS ME MY LIGHTER!!!!
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Over on blogging 101, todays assignment is all about getting inspired by others in the blogosphere. Now, over the years of being on here and other platforms I have seen my fair share of posts that have prompted a response (in my mind). But that’s pretty much where I keep it, almost always because I don’t actually have anything nice to say to the other blogger. Or should I say, I disagree with their opinion and often contemplate writing in their comment box and/or reblogging with a response. Alternatively, I have done the old “I recently read an article…blah blah blah” so nobody gets hurt and I am able to express my opinion BUT, somehow its never really satisfying.
In an ideal world, I would behave online as I do in real life and that is with the upmost of honesty. in fact, in real life I have destroyed friendships purely by expessing an explicit opinion of something. Years ago, I actually didn’t give a fuck if everyone hated me because I was honest. If they couldn’t deal with the truth then, well, Fuck ’em was what I thought. These days, I hold my tongue.
I keep many of my opinions to myself. I know first hand that being a loner sucks! Like really sucks but the truth is, I quite like being a loner. I have more time to do my copious amounts of hobbies, I have more time to spend in my shell I call my home, since I may be 1/1,000,000’th hermit crab and thoroughly enjoy being within four walls. I am indeed introverted to my core. I enjoy people, but I’m not very good at peopling. I have very few friends, those I do regard as friends are highly stimulating to me, they engage in conversations I enjoy and This makes them important to me.
Many times I have literally had to tell people I’m not interested and this one time, I ended up having a full on argument with someone when I turned to them and said “I’m going to have to stop you there, you’re boring me.” Yes. That’s me, brutally honest.
So what exactly am I getting at with a post about drawing inspiration from others when all I’ve done so far is waffle on about being honest? Well, it’s because i’m about to be honest with you. And I figured I would start off by telling you just how much of an assbutt I can be, before I go alienating half of my readership. After all, if you don’t like what you’re reading then ideally, you could leave. I mean, if you’re ever bored or whatever, just go, because I don’t really want you here either. Blogging is a way I engage with people without actually having to go near a person and all their germs and shizzz…….urgh. There’s pros and cons to being a germaphobe, one, my house is always lickable but, people make me ill and I’m also a massive emetaphobe so you can screw off with you’re germs and illness. Get the fuck out of my vicinity if you woke up with a scratchy throat this morning.
Wow! I digressed a bit there, ever the procrastinator, I mean no harm but I am trying to write freely so it may very well always end up like this. It’s not you, it’s me.
Anyway, what was I saying? oh yeah, peopling and blogging and stuff. Yeah, so, todays task is to get inspired by other bloggers and write a response. Well I’m not writing a particular response to a particular post. No, instead this is a post I am directing to all the lovely people who have taken the time to check out my posts here on iF. You guys are inspiring. and Inspired by you I am.
When I posted my ‘art’ I never really expected to see any likes, let alone any comments but I have had such a wonderful response and it has been inspiring. It had inspired me to pick up my pens and pencils again and draw more. I will post when I’m done! So thank you all, for showing me that it’s okay to share my art here 🙂 I can’t promise all of my art will be fandom based but I’m fairly confident that won’t matter because you’re all so lovely anyway, you wont mind!
now, here’s the honest part that I forewarned you about, I hate people who comment for the sake of commenting. WE all get them, you know the commenters who just give it ‘great post’ and leave again, never to be seen again. Those bastards do my head in because well, what the fuck? What was the point in all of that? Did you really like my post or are you busy trying to find visits to your blog? Ain’t nobody got time for that my friend! I have a pretty good sense of character and I can always tell when someone is a fishin’ for likes or genuinely interested in my blog. I’ve noticed a few, here and there that do this to me and I’ve bitten down on my tongue long enough. I thoroughly enjoy interacting with all of my readers but if you’re going to comment and have a reply off me and never comment again, then you are not my friend. you are not a nice follower!
Don’t get me wrong. I know not everyone has the time to comment and hold down a convo. I sometimes just ‘like’ posts and im on my way to the next one which I am likely to just ‘like’ mostly because I know my days are busy, I wont always have the time to reply and I don’t want to be one of those commenters. But I Like and Leave again because I want you to know that I am there, I am having a good time reading your stuff and if I’ve liked it, it means I actually like it. I’m not fobbing you off with a mediocre ‘like’ I’m making you aware that I’m still there and taking notice of your stuff. So, if you’ve followed my blog in the hope that I will follow you back or in the hope that I will add to your numbers then please just go. I don’t want you here. Trust me when I say, If I feel like you’re making an effort with me, I will make an effort with you! If I feel like you’re not really interested, I will know. I forewarned you in my about, I’m psychic, I just know this stuff! You were warned.
Back to my happy smiley face now, thanks to all of you for being interested in my blog. I hope I continue to satisfy! Now I’m going to go sit in a corner, I was nasty. Naughty me.
As most of you know, I am a huge supernatural fan. I just can’t get enough of it, and over the last few months I have been admiring zentangle drawings (from a distance) over on Pinterest. I’ve grown pretty obsessed with this drawing style over time and when I picked myself up some new fine Continue reading
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Okay, so my name’s obviously not Introverted Fangirl, it’s Faye and thanks for popping by to read my post!
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I’ve just finished season 8 of supernatural, I’m not even going to parented that it didn’t affect me right down in the deepest of feels because that would be a lie and I’m not a liar. The season finale saw me throwing my tablet scores my bed and (metaphorically) screaming OH MY GOD! (The baby was sleeping)
Anywho, I am complete poo at writing how I feel about a show because i always mama bed to make it look l I’ve I spat at my PC and a blog post happened, utter shite. I can’t even.
With that said, I did think I was only watching season 7! So now I’m off on a journey into season 9 knowing that within a month or so, I will be in hiatus. I’m not even going to say what that will do to me! I know I will cry and I will not be carrying on like some wayward son… I will curl up in a ball and cry, like a child, who just discovered the tooth fairy doesn’t exist (or does it?) either way, I will not be happy. This is the first time in my life I am actually concerned about being on a break from a show. Normally I can just get on with it. Not this time. Nope nope nope. It scares me. I actually do want to watch Sherlock though so having the time for that will be nice. Still, no spn?… Lame.
Right, so what exactly did I come on ‘ere for?
Oh yeah, well, I signed up to blogging 101. I’ve done it before on my other blog and it was super beneficial and I’m doing it again only here! I’ll finally get myself together enough and have a plan/prompt which is more than “Jesus Christ almighty, I just finished another season of supernatural,” since that’s pretty much what all my posts are about.
So, I know with blogging 101 there’s going to be an introductions and shizz, I’m actually really looking forward to getting it done and actually finding a groove for this blog! I started it with the intention of fully opening up about my crazy introverted fan girl self and instead I’ve spent the majority of my posts complaining about supernatural ending when I don’t want it to, even though I’ve got seasons left to watch.
So, yeahhhhhh, like I said, a bit pointless but there you go, I’m gonna be posting pretty regularly soon enough 😘 ttfn bitches!