Hello Fellow Bloggers,
Many people wonder why I end up with random bruises and why I have a full bottle of ibuprofen, well, I am here to just let everyone know that I am the cause of my own headaches and other aches!!! For the past week or so my head has felt like exploding into a million pieces!!! Not only can I inflict headaches unto myself; I am also incapable of opening doors, thus causing pain and injury to me. You may be wondering if my brain is in the right place or if all my "circuits" are connected properly, but I can assure you everything is fine with me; I just have an unnatural ability to inflict pain on myself and others. Now wait a minute, before you close this blog thinking I am a total psycho, please understand that I am an Asian with a mission and purpose for everything!!! So, the pain and injury is all apart of some grand scheme of things, once I figure it out in the next few days or weeks or months. The inflicted pain is all apart of the randomness that surrounds me. Believe me when I say this, I am random at all times and you don't know when I will just pop, for example:
I will end in a random quote from a movie:
"Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets
Ron: Why spiders? Why couldn't it be "follow the butterflies"?
Well that's all for now, Peace!!!
Asian on a Pogo Stick
P.S. You may be wondering why I am writng about this, but there is a simple and logical explanation...ummmm???? Oh right, today I ran into the art gallery door, along with running into an inanimate object. My question is: why on earth do I do this to myself??? This is one of the many questions that haunt me in my dreams.
Again Peace!!!
Asian on a Pogo Stick (times 2)
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I love this! I mean, I'm just as klutzy as the next person, but this made me laugh aloud! :) pog stick? hahah made my day :)
ReplyDeleteYou are random kiddo, but that is exactly what sets you a part from all of my other friends.
Olivia,
ReplyDeleteAfter reading this blog several times it continues to puzzle me. I have always imagined you as a poised and confident person, but from your paragraph you describe yourself as the complete opposite. Sometimes I have been able to become so scared or nervous that I impose mental and physical pain unto myself, just as you have. I enjoyed your eagerness to discover the reason why you do this to yourself, as if you are on your own personal identity mission! I believe that it is not a result of genetic or environmental clumsiness, but something mentally deeper that you will one day uncover.
Love, Talkissweet :)
Asian on a pogo stick,
ReplyDeleteI thought that your ending was fantastic. I mean, who wouldn't want to follow the butterflies? Anyways, I think this topic is really awesome to hit on, and I wish you went a little further and talked more about why your inflict these emotions upon yourself. I say this because it's interesting to read about your life. You have a lot to say, and I definitely want to read about it.
DecafDORK.
I thought you meant something different when you said "inflicting pain on myself." But it's obviously not what I thought it was, so... yeah. Well, OED, maybe you should push when the door says push and pull when it says pull, instead of slamming yourself into doors to open them. It just doesn't work that way. I never knew that you had a full bottle of ibuprofen. So, your pain is random, is that what you're saying? During soccer season, I get random bruises and scars everywhere that I have no idea when or how I got. But that's a little different from what you're saying.
ReplyDeleteOh, and I love the Ron quote. Maybe you should put a Malfoy quote in there next time... after all, he is the best HP character... :)
Dear Asian on a pogo stick,
ReplyDeleteWell to me it sounds like you are simply clumsy. Don't worry, as long as your not inflicting too much pain on yourself, I think it's ok to embrance your inner cluts. I often find myself slamming into glass doors, and tripping over rocks (sometimes resulting in a need for stiches). My volleyball coach used to call me "lankweed" mainly beacuse I tripped on flat surfaces and simply acted like a lanky weed. I eventually outgrew my weed-like nature, now finding myself more aware of my surroundings. By no means am I completely cured of my clumsiness, but I think its normal to be a little clumsy sometimes.