The world is a very accepting place, I've come to understand in the past few years of my still rather short life. It's also a rather cruel place, as I'm forced to admit from what I've read of YouTube comments. So, when I say I'm an obsessive, I'm prepared for most eventualities. I must state clearly at the very onset that I do not suffer from OCD or OCPD or any such clinically relevant and, therefore, forgivable conditions. I am merely a person that gets very obsessed with random things at any given point in time. For years, I've tried to be an interesting person, only to discover that I really am not. What I am is a very interested person. There's a note on my school record from a teacher that says I'm "very interested in how things work" - a comment that is almost certainly a generic, typically middle-school teacher sort of thing to say. You see, I was a boring child, but on the plus side, I was seldom a bored one.
In the past, I have tried to cure myself of my obsessiveness, not only because it is rather uncool and I already had a plethora of traits that made me, for all intents and purposes, a loser, but also because of the all-consuming and rather unsettling nature of these obsessions. At any given point, I am so invested in something that it takes over my whole life, influences everything from my mannerisms and my language to my whole world-view. I realized after many failures in the endeavor to rid myself of this rather intrinsic part of me that this is the only way I know to be. I cannot but be this person, and it was tiring and entirely not worth it to try and change. And in any case, I hide it pretty well - unless, that is, you're a close friend, in which case, you've probably been bombarded with information that you do not need or want more times than you care to remember. Thankfully, my posse have, at worst, accepted this about me, and at best, celebrated it.
This blog is a rather odd thing, and will only fully appeal to those who appreciate the random and yet methodical human mind, and how full of awesomeness the world is. It will partly appeal to almost everyone. There will be a select few to whom this will appeal not at all. For them, I have another blog amina-abdurazak.livejournal.com, that is full of mostly serious writing. If that isn't your cup of tea, read a Harry Potter book. If you do not like that, I can only hope and presume that you have the good sense to bugger off.
Some people, I tell ya.
In the past, I have tried to cure myself of my obsessiveness, not only because it is rather uncool and I already had a plethora of traits that made me, for all intents and purposes, a loser, but also because of the all-consuming and rather unsettling nature of these obsessions. At any given point, I am so invested in something that it takes over my whole life, influences everything from my mannerisms and my language to my whole world-view. I realized after many failures in the endeavor to rid myself of this rather intrinsic part of me that this is the only way I know to be. I cannot but be this person, and it was tiring and entirely not worth it to try and change. And in any case, I hide it pretty well - unless, that is, you're a close friend, in which case, you've probably been bombarded with information that you do not need or want more times than you care to remember. Thankfully, my posse have, at worst, accepted this about me, and at best, celebrated it.
This blog is a rather odd thing, and will only fully appeal to those who appreciate the random and yet methodical human mind, and how full of awesomeness the world is. It will partly appeal to almost everyone. There will be a select few to whom this will appeal not at all. For them, I have another blog amina-abdurazak.livejournal.com, that is full of mostly serious writing. If that isn't your cup of tea, read a Harry Potter book. If you do not like that, I can only hope and presume that you have the good sense to bugger off.
Some people, I tell ya.
I love this. <3
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