what am I?

[taleya]

Not really a soul-searchign question, just more idle curiosity

This was sparked by a post-hell smoko with a co-worker. She was recounting the story of how her ex (also works there) was so sure he had me pegged as a lesbian, then got sorely disappointed to find out he was dead wrong. "I was sure I had that one with that haircut!" (at the time I had it down to a #4, and was going to dye it purple, but never got around to it. Have grown it out since)

It amused me immensely, but then she made the remark that she'd given up trying to work out what I was (not in a sexual manner, minds out of the gutters please!) she'd get close, and then I'd do something that blew her theory right out the window.

So...what am I? I've been called a goth (in this tshirt?) a metal head, and in the same conversation had someone else profess extreme astonishment that I liked metal. Am I an emo fag? god I hope not. Certainly not a raver, although I like my doosh doosh on occasion. Am I a nerd? Alas, I fail the weight and smell requirements. I'm arrogant, I know that, but I can't help it, you all suck :P Am I a tomboy? I can be astonishingly feminine at times, as people who actually know me can say (Unfortunately family does not fit into this category, they're still playing parts to a version of me that died rather nastily a few years back. (People who know why know why that happened, those of you just tuning in can blow bubbles in the corner)

My political leanings? I think all parties live in fucked up little fantasy worlds that have no relation to reality. Am I an idealist? Possibly, but tempered massively by the fact I'm also a realist. Pessimist? I like to hope that things will work out all right in the end. Am I a hippie? Fuck that shit, but I have a huge respect for the environment and for ilfe - and for the fact that I have no right to take one, no matter what the size. We all know I'm insane.

Sooo...what's my social pigeon hole? anyone?

Comments

[soulmetal.livejournal.com]

how bout an alternative individual?

genre's are confusing enough as it is...you rock, be happy with that ;)

[taleya.livejournal.com]

*Snort* flatterer

[soulmetal.livejournal.com]

You love it

[demoniacgoose.livejournal.com]

Cross breed maybe? A lil bit of everything thrown into one big jar of oze and there you were. :)

.. not that im calling you a pile of ooze :P

[taleya.livejournal.com]

...no, mostly you call me tits :P

[madscot.livejournal.com]

I almost posted a rant the other day about society's obsession with labels. You have to being someone's friend/daughter/lover/sibling etc...you have to be a/an 'something'.

You are an individual who is more open-minded than most - so you don't fit into any pigeon holes, imho. You are happily sampling whatever takes your fancy and that's what stops you from being easily labelled.

[taleya.livejournal.com]

you have to be a/an 'something'.

* I AM THE EMPRESS OF CHEESE
* I like to dress up as a gerbil when home alone and climb up the rectum of a giant carboard cutout of richard gere
* I have killed four people, but they were weird smelly people and as such was award for my attention to civic duty

And I invented the word "mpreg"


(one of these is actually true)

[madscot.livejournal.com]

I bow to the inventor of "mpreg"

[taleya.livejournal.com]

err, yes.

*pushes gerbil suit under desk*

[ctanworldkiller.livejournal.com]

''I think all parties live in fucked up little fantasy worlds that have no relation to reality.''

I agree :D

[eh-eh-ehh.livejournal.com]

You're you... *shrug*

[taleya.livejournal.com]

jam fieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeend extraodinaire!

no wait, that's you..

[eh-eh-ehh.livejournal.com]

*psst* tell you the truth? I don't even like jam very much... but it's *so* wonderful as a condiment-when-applied-to-person XD

[taleya.livejournal.com]

as a condiment, too sweet. as a lube however..

[reynardo.livejournal.com]

You have a personality that means a thousand pigeons sleep on, confident that you could never be classified into *any* of their pigeonholes.

And sorry for not getting back to you. 2 moona avenue, matraville 2036.

[taleya.livejournal.com]

Those pigeons sleep on their backs, 'cos I sneak in and sodomise the bastards when bored.

[thetommydodd.livejournal.com]

Me: *stares*
Leya: What the hell do you think you're lookin' at?
Me: Dunno, the label's dropped off

Never having seen or met you (apart from that surprisingly eyecatching single digit userpic), dunno what else to add, apart from

"Hugely entertaining"

[taleya.livejournal.com]

"Hugely entertaining"

I can live with that one..

[stilkil.livejournal.com]

I have the same problem. People try and put me in their boxes, but I just don't fit *grin*. Some band, whoes name completely escapes me, have just released an album called, "Whatever They Say I Am, I'm Not". The name stuck with me because I feel it sums me up nicely. I've never understood this whole 'identity' thing and 'belonging to something/some genre' thing. I'm just me, and I don't understand why people just can't get over it *smile*.
Be yourself and stuff everone else!

[jagwire.livejournal.com]

Why do you need a pigeonhole? I long ago stopped trying to figure out what I was in the eyes of the ggeneral pubic, I mean public.

Be who you be. You are a Taleya. *shrugs* That's good enough for me, anyway.

[nicodeimus.livejournal.com]

I think you're in the atypical 'way too talented' pidgeonhole *grins*

[taleya.livejournal.com]

*snort*

crazy woman you are

[nicodeimus.livejournal.com]

There is truth in some of my madness. For instance, what is the point of gooseberries? *mystical chord*

[taleya.livejournal.com]

to be eaten.

[(Anonymous)]

Weirdo! But everyone here, and those who read this, ARE, so that doesn't really matter...