Narcissistic Tendencies
10:46 PM, Thursday 25 October 2012
This is by far the weirdest profile I've ever read on Postcrossing. And it doesn't even tell me anything about postcards that she likes.
http://www.postcrossing.com/travelingPostcard/KR-50505
I'm posting it here in case she changes/deletes it in the future:
Well, what could I tell you?
The first impression of me will probably be of an insignificant person. Neither lovely nor special.
Just another big girl you might pass on the streets without even taking notice she was there.
At the beginning I'm rather quiet. It takes time for me to open myself up to somebody I just met. Though I seldom heard any complains from those people who were willing to sacrifice some time for me. Either I'm really pleasant or I'm Switzerland. Don't know which one is creepier.
But I tell you a secret only close friends know about: I'm NUTS!
The best things mostly happen when I'm with friends, haphazardly spending time together. Just "stealing horses" ( a German saying ) and talking nonsens [sic]. Sometimes even through the whole night.
Anyway, I enjoy different little things like watching all kinds of movies from different countries in every language the dvd supports. Except for the really gory or horrifying ones. Mostly because I'm a little paranoid. Plus I have a zombie-phobia. You can laugh all you want, I'm sticking by it.
I'm also into Heavy Metal, gardening and baking. And every time the summer chills I want to crotchet ... sounds like granny gone wild!
Furthermore there are two sneaky rabbits who are constantly making fun of me, plotting how to break out and get world domination. One just might be an O.G., but I swear the girl is Monty Pythons killer rabbit, just wait for it.
I grew up in a village I'm still living at. Nothing out of the ordinary. By walking ten minutes from my home I'm standing in the middle of the local agriculture or nature, depending on how you look at it. But after working in the next ( bigger ) town I came to dislike that noise and dirty smell that seems to hang around everywere [sic]. So even if I travel worldwide, I'll probably die here or in some other village I'll stumble across.
So what if I am insignificant? We are all howling at the same moon!
p.s.: I'd be happy to recieve [sic] postcards from folks who speak Spanish as their native language or are really good at it, 'cause I'm part spanish myself.
This is by far the weirdest profile I've ever read on Postcrossing. And it doesn't even tell me anything about postcards that she likes.
http://www.postcrossing.com/travelingPostcard/KR-50505
I'm posting it here in case she changes/deletes it in the future:
Well, what could I tell you?
The first impression of me will probably be of an insignificant person. Neither lovely nor special.
Just another big girl you might pass on the streets without even taking notice she was there.
At the beginning I'm rather quiet. It takes time for me to open myself up to somebody I just met. Though I seldom heard any complains from those people who were willing to sacrifice some time for me. Either I'm really pleasant or I'm Switzerland. Don't know which one is creepier.
But I tell you a secret only close friends know about: I'm NUTS!
The best things mostly happen when I'm with friends, haphazardly spending time together. Just "stealing horses" ( a German saying ) and talking nonsens [sic]. Sometimes even through the whole night.
Anyway, I enjoy different little things like watching all kinds of movies from different countries in every language the dvd supports. Except for the really gory or horrifying ones. Mostly because I'm a little paranoid. Plus I have a zombie-phobia. You can laugh all you want, I'm sticking by it.
I'm also into Heavy Metal, gardening and baking. And every time the summer chills I want to crotchet ... sounds like granny gone wild!
Furthermore there are two sneaky rabbits who are constantly making fun of me, plotting how to break out and get world domination. One just might be an O.G., but I swear the girl is Monty Pythons killer rabbit, just wait for it.
I grew up in a village I'm still living at. Nothing out of the ordinary. By walking ten minutes from my home I'm standing in the middle of the local agriculture or nature, depending on how you look at it. But after working in the next ( bigger ) town I came to dislike that noise and dirty smell that seems to hang around everywere [sic]. So even if I travel worldwide, I'll probably die here or in some other village I'll stumble across.
So what if I am insignificant? We are all howling at the same moon!
p.s.: I'd be happy to recieve [sic] postcards from folks who speak Spanish as their native language or are really good at it, 'cause I'm part spanish myself.