Okay so I know I have been seriously lacking in the post department.
I admit my wrongdoings and sometimes when I wonder why my blog is not more successful, then I think back to the fact that all I post is excuse after excuse as to why I never ever post.
This is unacceptable behaviour.
I am seriously going to try and write on this thing.
It’s not like I’ve promised more posts every apology “excuses why I never post”.. nooo…
You may now start muttering under your breath “Yeah, it’s not like we’ve heard THAT one before.”
Since I am the stubborn redhead you’ve all grown to love (“you all” meaning that ONE person who is still reading these things… you da real MVP #sportslingo) I have decided I will post at least 1 post per week. No exceptions. If my week is particularly exciting, then maybe more. (we all know that’s never gonna happen as I am a hermit and I never leave my bed.)
SO as my first “weekly posting” (I’ll think of a more creative title at a later date… :/) I foresee that I will talk about as my debut “weekly posting” :
My irrational fear of asking for things.
Since I am some sort of socially awkwardly too-nice person, I do not like asking people for money or anything really.
In fact, when I was in elementary school, I used to have a perpetual fear that someone would ask me if I needed something (like a pencil or a drink). I was so afraid that I would try my hardest to do one of two things:
1) CONSTANTLY be prepared for everything. Like, I carried a pen and paper, Band-Aids, and tissues everywhere I went for the longest time and I still keep a ridiculous amount of extra pens, pencils, binders, erasers in my locker at school. In fact, I am so paranoid of not being prepared for school I keep TWO (not just one, but TWO) freaking extra fully-stocked pencil cases in my locker just in case I lose mine. Yes, I am that insane. Judge me.
2) If you do not have the required materials for a task, FAKE IT UNTIL YOU BREAK IT BABY. Like I still do this, just yesterday I was at a bridal shower for one of my mum’s friends and we were doing some sort of wedding-word-unscrambling thing and when we started I had given my pen to another lady (because I’m nice like that) and was then so petrified to ask for another pen from the very nice elderly woman who was running the game that I decided to pretend that I knew none of the words just so I would have and excuse for not writing anything down… therefore not needing a pen.
Well, I hope you enjoyed me telling the internet about my irrational fear of asking people for things.
See you next week!
…Or maybe earlier if my life gets magically exciting 🙂
***I’m Pretty sure I’m the only person who still uses emoticons made out of colons and parentheses-es (?)