A not over-sofisticated post

Hey readers, if there are actually any...

I'm back, yeeeaaap, I'm back. I can't hold it. No I can't. I'll say it. But first I need to write a proper paragraph as an introduction, or it will...Well, screw it.  I'll say it.

Me thinks I should make a Vlog. A VLOG. And actual one. On YouTube.

[I.must.stop.writing.so.small.sentences]

I couldn't help on notice that there are some problems to this 'project. Let's call it project. Yes. Seems fit.

Those are:

• I'm NOT funny. In any way. Or so people say. My jokes suck, the only person laughing with them is me. So...yeah a not so funny vloger = failure. WHY CAN'T I BE THE FEMALE CHARLIE? WHYYYY???
• Instead of funny, I'm ridiculous. No, I mean it. I'm usually pretty shy and introvert, but once I start talking, you can't make me shut up. I'll talk about anything, from weather to the colour of a leaf I saw on the pavement this morning. When I make an attempt to say a joke - which, obviously I made up! Da da! - people just plainly stare at me. No blinking included.
• I can get pretty boring. When I'll start talking about Shakespeare, corsets, Game of Thrones and my cat. I'm rambling and rambling ain't funny. Right.
• NO VIEWERS. That means no one reads my tumblr/blog, so very few people will watch my videos (I suspect only 2). So this is pretty much pathetic.

My questions:

1. How to be funny, without copying someone else --> which will end up a FAIL.
2. What to talk about? My life (NO NO PLEASE SAY NO), random topics, WHAAAT?
3. Should I put my cat, Sir Logan Blackpaw on the vlog?  [resolved]
4. What the blog theme's gonna be 'bout?

Thank you in advance (that means even if no one answers),

xox

the one and only, Cursed Milady aka Opal

Strange Coincidences or You Give Me the Creeps

There's this guy I've met a few months ago. Which liked me a lot and was a really really weird person.
And you'll ask, why I'm making a whole post about him?

Well, to begin with, I wasn't drawn to him or anything. Quite the opposite. I tried to be polite and nice and not offend him. But, he seemed rather obsessed with me, to a point that turned out to be rather creepy. He kept taking pictures of me, like, all the time and following me around like a pup. I said, alright, it's okay.
I even got a text from him -God knows how he got my number!- saying he'd miss me terribly and never forget me. I shrugged my shoulders and replied as politely as possible.
Then, he sent me a friend request on facebook. I accepted it, as a regular person would do. But, a few days later, I saw he had deleted me. I shrugged my shoulders once again, very confused.
At late December, since it was Christmas, I decided to be friendly and all and go along with the holidays spirit and add him again myself, believing he must have made some mistake by deleting me and it wasn't intentional. He accepted it and everything was back to normal. But, now as I was viewing my friends, searching for another friend of mine, I saw I had 186 instead of 187. Someone was missing. And, guess who it was!
And not that it bothers me much, but why someone would do that? I've never done anything wrong, have I?
All all those thoughts led me to believe that he's either completely nuts or well, completely nuts! I've never deleted anyone, even guys I dislike, ummm, apart from a guy I knew in his thirties that was flirting with me (another creepy story).
So, I'll end this post here, there's nothing to talk about anymore. But, I thought it was the weirdest thing ever...
And now I can't help but wonder how many pictures of me he has in his camera.
I'm starting to notice that I'm a magnet for creepy stalkers. Oh, well!