So yeah. Bloggity stuff. I played here a while ago, sometime back last Summer. Some of you may or not remember me, I wouldn't blame you if you didn't. I wasn't around too long and didn't make much of an impact. But I'm back now, and I hope to stay. I really do, Mizahar is a great place, with great people, and a great setting. Last time I was around, I didn't stay so long. I've told most of you that this was because of college burying me under work, which is true, but there was another reason. I wasn't particularly well received, as a person, especially in the chat. This was due to my rough manner in which I interacted with people. Which I found bitterly amusing, as some of the very people which I offended were extremely abrasive and sharp with anyone they didn't already know and like, which I still think is a bit..I don't know. Hypocritical. But hey. Humans. We're a faulty bunch. I know I have so many it's silly. Now, personally, the way in which I interact with people is just fine. Sure, I have plenty of bite to my banter, but it's all in good humour and I don't mean one bit of harm in it. It's just how I get on. It's how my family gets on, extended included. We mock each other mercilessly, embarrass each other and generally tear each other to pieces humourously. I have become painfully aware of how unusual this mode of interaction is, outside of my family. I've always had a reputation as a pretty mean guy, and as being a fellow you don't mess with. I attributed this to my height and general appearance, as well as my hostile demeanour. I wasn't always friendly and pleasant, I'm aware of this. I was young(er), I was angsty and I thought my life sucked and that I had every right to be angry. I did, and I didn't, in a way. I did, because to me, my life did suck. Ever since I was a kid, I was picked on... |
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