Camps – Sympathise With Me

Camps are often disappointing aren’t they? If they aren’t, they are surprisingly not awful.Whether it’s a school camp or some random summer camp, it’s highly likely that the accommodation is bad, the activities are mediocre at best and that the food is bad and you swear you could have gotten food poisoning from it. Where I live the only real campsites you get, that don’t require you to pitch a tent, are Christian Camps. I’m not saying Christian Camps are bad, although I’m not much of a believer you could say, it’s just that if you were a kid who really wanted to go on a Summer Camp with all your mates, would you really want to have to got to a chapel service for half an hour to an hour every morning/evening? Seriously, someone needs to invest in an organisation that runs camps that aren’t religiously inclined. They would make a killing, honestly the fact that someone hasn’t already done it is a mystery to me.

What put me onto this topic was the fact I went on camp. It was all of the things I have stated above, such a shame. However, some of the activities were alright. Archery was one of the ones that weren’t so good. The instructor who took us out, taught us to pull the string back wrong. I know it was wrong because I have done archery a few times, and on those few times it was at a special archery place where knowing about archery was part of the job description. So that was frustrating the hell out of me for an hour and a half. Not fun.

That was a really good, although somewhat short, rant. If you aren’t one to listen/read about a rant and actually find it frustrating I’m sorry. I have never liked camps like the ones stated above very much. At all. EVER. Sorry I haven’t posted to much recently. It probably won’t be any more consistent. I will just write when I have the time (which isn’t a common occurrence at the moment), but fear not, I haven’t given up already. I’m going to try keep this up with a weekly update (roughly) of varying lengths. Whatever happens just accept it ’cause it happened.

I hop you’re having a lovely morning, afternoon or evening wherever you are!

Lots of Ranty Love

Lyfe

A Little About Me

Hi all!

I am here as a wannabe blogger who talks about her ever so “interesting” life because I’ve decided that someone will care. Eventually. Any who, I decided to make my first post a tad bit selfish and somewhat vain, but seeing as no one is going to read it anyway, what’s it matter?

So I think I’ll begin with the basics.

1. My favourite number is 4 simply because when I was about seven or eight I decided that that was the best age to be.  I’m not so sure on that answer anymore, but the number has stuck. So be it.

2. My favourite colour is blue. I didn’t have a favourite colour for quite a while, but once again my seven/eight year old self wanted to make another important life decision so I thought ‘my big brother likes green, so I can’t like that. All my friends like purple, so I can’t like that (and it’s to girly). Hey! Blue’s a cool colour.’ So that was that.

3. Those are the only two things that I have clear favourites for. Everything else that other people have favourites of I do not have mostly because I am very non commital when it comes to favourites. For example: If I was forced to choose a favourite book, I simply couldn’t. There is no book in the world that is so good that it could be my favourite. And honestly I hope there never will be.

4. This will be an anonymous blog because I don’t feel like sharing my entire personal life over the internet on a blog because, honestly, it could be taken quite seriously out of context. I don’t want anyone to get butthurt by reading what I post.

That’s all for the basics. It’s only a crash course to the confusingness (I know it’s not a word) that is my train of thought, but you’ll eventually get to know all about that. I am going to be my completely ‘normal’ and true self here, so if you don’t like it, you don’t need to tell me. Complain on reddit or something.

So you are informed. I am a nerd. A giant nerd. I love reading, writing, occasionally making overly deep comments about very mundane things and playing video games and take pride in being a part of the PC master race. I am what is considered intelligent and sometimes I use big words. I am not trying to be that girl who is just like “I read books, I use big words. Love me for my uniqueness” because I am not into that. I’m into The Sims 3 and city builders, and prison builders (Prison Architect anyone?) and much more. Anyhow my interest in computer games comes from my older brother, whom I shall call Steam. This is a rather long story so I am going to cut to the chase. He started playing Runescape (that MMO that everyone has played at least once in their life) and that grew into an interest in games in general.

That leaves me here today writing up my very first blog post of which I would really like to grow into a library of posts. And possibly a community. I’m expecting one follower that turns out to be a creepy boy from the nearby school who happens to know me some how. However I am hoping for a big ole’ community of fellow nerds or people that understand what I am going to be expressing.

I really hope you guys are having a wonderful morning, afternoon or evening where ever you are!

Lots of Dorky Love,

Lyfe

P.S. If you know what youtuber I got the sign-off thingy majig from please comment (hint: she is an Australian Simmer)