PhilosophyC'est la vie I've lost a lot of time worrying and caring about useless things, but now I am removing that habit from my life and trying my best to live carefree.
Well, if that description box to your right didn't tell you enough about me, then this page wouldn't either. See the thing is, I can never fill up these pages with things about myself because I just don't know what to say. I mean those little blurbs about me is just about all you need to know. I'm not that much of an interesting person. I'm like every teenage girl you see on the internet, who's still trying to figure herself out and is just wandering amongst other confused people of her kind. This blog has helped in some ways, and has allowed me to see the many transitions and obstacles I've faced in life. I've been running this blog for about 6 years now, which is better than any paper diary I could ever keep up. I'm horrible at journals because I tend to get lazy and give up because I just have so much to update. I keep coming back to this blog because I feel some attachment to it. Actually, it's just much easier to spam with pictures and type than getting hand cramps and smudging the page with my horrible penmanship. Keeping a blog online however, means it is accessible to you internet folks. Yes, I can lock it. But you know what? I won't because anyone who wants to follow me along this journey can feel free to. Though honestly, I'd most likely forget my password to blogger one day and won't be able to access my blog. Anyways, if you read all this you must have a lot of time on your hands or you might just be really curious about me. You can do the job of inferring what kind of person I am based on this paragraph. Thanks for reading!
Sunday, September 26, 2010 • 10:17 PM • 0 comments
Two years ago, in the summer there would always be this orange-ish cat that would come to my backyard. At first I thought it would be those same kind of neighborhood cats that always ran away from me. But once I stepped outside it approached me right away and was so affectionate. It was really cute. The cat meowed back every time I did. But the second I'd go back inside it would meow for me and stay in the backyard. At first I though it had an owner but the cat kept showing up. I kept thinking "what if it doesn't have a home?". I also began to think various things like, what if the cat was magical, like that cat in sailor moon, maybe thats why it keeps following me? And the possibility of me being the main character of a fantasy manga popped up. The next day I gave it a tiny piece of fish , felt sorry for the poor thing. When the cat ate it, the cat started foaming up and stuff. I was really freaked out and I avoided the cat and it eventually stopped coming by. Today, a big fluffy orange-ish cat came by. It was similiar looking to the cat I first saw two years ago, though that one was more thin. The cat kept meowing and meowing. I gave it a bowl of milk but the cat only drank a bit. I felt so sorry for the cat, because it was really cold today. I really wanted to pet it but I remember the foaming up and stuff. So I left the cat there and just meowed to it. The cat tried opening my screen door several times though. Iunno, I feel bad for the cat being out there in the cold, but it might already have an owner. What if the cat really needs to talk to me or something, what should I do? Listen: SoHo ft IU - Monday thru Sunday xoBrenda
Sunday, September 26, 2010 • 10:17 PM • 0 comments
Two years ago, in the summer there would always be this orange-ish cat that would come to my backyard. At first I thought it would be those same kind of neighborhood cats that always ran away from me. But once I stepped outside it approached me right away and was so affectionate. It was really cute. The cat meowed back every time I did. But the second I'd go back inside it would meow for me and stay in the backyard. At first I though it had an owner but the cat kept showing up. I kept thinking "what if it doesn't have a home?". I also began to think various things like, what if the cat was magical, like that cat in sailor moon, maybe thats why it keeps following me? And the possibility of me being the main character of a fantasy manga popped up. The next day I gave it a tiny piece of fish , felt sorry for the poor thing. When the cat ate it, the cat started foaming up and stuff. I was really freaked out and I avoided the cat and it eventually stopped coming by. Today, a big fluffy orange-ish cat came by. It was similiar looking to the cat I first saw two years ago, though that one was more thin. The cat kept meowing and meowing. I gave it a bowl of milk but the cat only drank a bit. I felt so sorry for the cat, because it was really cold today. I really wanted to pet it but I remember the foaming up and stuff. So I left the cat there and just meowed to it. The cat tried opening my screen door several times though. Iunno, I feel bad for the cat being out there in the cold, but it might already have an owner. What if the cat really needs to talk to me or something, what should I do? Listen: SoHo ft IU - Monday thru Sunday xoBrenda
Welcome, it looks like you've stumbled upon my blog. My name is Brenda and I'm 19 years old. I live in a rather quiet but charming city in Canada. My dream is to one day devour waffles in the castles of Belgium and consume all the sweets in Japan. My favourite band is Two Door Cinema Club. I'm pretty open with any genre of music, as long as it's catchy or has meaning to it. I have a cat named Jupiter and I love him to bits. I've also got a budgie named Snowy, and an aquarium of fishies. My favourite season is Fall because the weather is just right. I like the smell of the ocean and the morning air. I'm a casual blogger. Thanks for looking.
