The Random Shit I Do.

Ah yes. Another post,people. So,from my previous post,you must have deciphered how something random happened to me. And basically, i'am a random and perverted child(child at heart,almost-an-adult on the outside). And yes, i want to write about some random shitty stuff i do. I have a habit of nick-naming any animal. ANY ANIMAL. So the other day,i was going to guitar class with my brother. And there was a street doggy on the road. And i told my brother: "Hey,there's George!", all the while pointing at the dog. And then i named a cow "Malcolm" and a cat ,"Rufus". My brother who is younger than me by 7 years, looks at me with a quizzical expression and asks me if i was mentally ill or something. I said that i was perfectly alright. My mom gave me the "poor child,seems to talk like a retard all the time" look. Dad rather felt it was better to concentrate on the driving, rather than listen to my highly interesting talk. Another thing i love doing , is pressing my nose completely on the car windows, when i am travelling and looking at people with startled eyes. My face looks completely squashed, but that is what i like about it. People walking outside or going in some vehicle or the other, stare at me. I stare back,like it's perfectly normal to press your nose to the window and give a "I'am squished, and can't breathe" look. I also have the habit of doing the "chicken dance" in private in my room. And running around in the house, flailing my arms, and screaming "Aaaahhh!" for no reason. And i have the habit of saying "Oh giddy god's pyjamas". Err, there are so many more random things i do. I'am just not able to recollect any. Oh wait, there is a cat i spot. I better go, so i can think up of a new name to give it. And meow at it, and see if it meows back. I shall be back. Soon. 

Has a cat ever talked to you? And laughed at you?

So hello. I'am new to the blogging world. I am writing today about this situation i encountered in 2008, when i was studying in 10th standard. Well, it was just another day after school, when i was trudging back home, all exhausted because of all that cramming of math and science (read bullsh*t) into my poor, poor head. And i was coming back home with a friend. We were galloping along all innocent in a particular street, and laughing about some long-forgotten joke. When i reached the end of the street, i saw a white cat with black patches. It was meowing piteously. I went closer to it. And it looked at me. And i looked at it. It was a staring competition. There was total silence. And then, the cat meowed at me for a whole minute. I was nodding my head, trying to understand what it was trying to tell me. This went on for a full two minutes. And then, my friend came close to me, and said: "What the hell are you nodding there at the cat for?", and i told her that i was trying to connect with the cat and then, she dragged me away. The cat was staring at me forlornly (or maybe i assumed it so). And then, after i reached home, i refreshed myself, and decide to go cycling for a while, to soothe my jangled nerves. I went to the cycle shed and took my cycle out and just when i was about to sit on the cycle seat, the cycle just collapsed. When i bent to pick it up, i saw two cats laughing at me. LAUGHING. I fled from the scene, wondering why cats were choosing that particular day to somehow weird    me out. When i told my mom about this, she just laughed at me, and told me that i always have had a vivid imagination. Even till now, she doesn't believe me. I hope someone out there does.