The Many Names Of Cat Madigan

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Today, we shall talk about names. Because I don’t feel like talking about my friend who inexplicably turned up in Delirium. So there.

Obviously my name is not actually Cat Madigan. Not in Reality anyway. That would be way too cool.

The reason I do use Cat Madigan is because that’s the name I was given in Delirium. I had been given the nickname ‘Cat’ when I was in primary school, so I kept that part of me. My last name though, is nothing like Madigan. It just came out of the blue, and I was stuck with it.

I don’t mind it though. I like Madigan. Whenever I get the opportunity, I don’t call myself by my real name, I say “My name is Cat Madigan.” I took on that identity when I ran away. Sometimes by reflex, I almost call myself Cat Madigan, even with my friends.

It’s partially habit as well. When you spend almost as much time in Delirium as Reality, it takes a toll on what you identify with. As a result, I respond to two names; my real one and my Delirium one.

I used my Delirium name because obviously, if I used my real name, my parents would most likely find this blog. I know, it’s not best for our already strained relationship if I keep secrets from them. But to explain a whole other universe that only exists in my head to one of the most judgemental people in the world would be too much to handle; they’d be angry at me for not telling them, and then they’d begin trying to stop it at every turn, until they eventually lock me up like an animal. And I really don’t want to run away again. What else is there to do if you’re locked in a cage?

Apparently, in Ireland, Madigan means ‘little dog’. That’s sort of ironic, isn’t it?

You have another name.

Eh?

Your hand, Cat.

…oh. Thankyou Kaya.

Yeah, there’s that one too. Five letters following, F R E A K. That’s my third name. It doesn’t hurt me though. Not like it once would’ve. Yes, I’m a freak. A complete anomaly. I’ve always known that though. And when you think about it, the freaks are the ones that are stronger, aren’t they?

Another thing about names; I wonder how I came up with all the ones from Delirium. Daniel and Kaya for example. Like, why would Daniel call himself Daniel as opposed to Mark or Lawrence or something. And I’ve never met anyone named Kaya before. Just like I’ve never met Thommand before, or Nereida, or pretty much anyone in Delirium with those names.

This is turning into me rambling about random things, so I am just going to look up those names and what they mean.

Daniel means: God is my judge. Apparently there was a prophet in the bible who rose to favour by interpreting visions that the king had. He also had four visions of the end of the world. Whoa….

Kaya means: Willow, wise child, yew tree, forgiveness (…really? Kaya?), home, stone. Well that tells us a lot. Not.

I couldn’t find Thommand, but I did find Thomas. It means ‘twin’, and probably ‘doubtful’, according to the bible story.

Nereida is a nymph or sea sprite. Well that part hasn’t changed.

Christan, I’m guessing, is a deviation on Christian.

I think I’ve rambled on enough about names for one post, so while I’m here, I’m going to give you a quick update on things. I have numerous assignments which require finishing, and I had my school social on Friday. Since then, my friends can’t stop singing a particular song involving me, another person and trees. Ugh…

Till next time.

Cat Madigan

Five Letters Following

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F R E A K

Everywhere I go, they’re there. But why?

I get called a lot of things, but in Delirium, I am called just one; Freak. And now that they’ve carved it in my hand, I won’t ever forget it.

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Daniel knows something I don’t. That’s nothing new, but I don’t like it. Only one thing’s certain; I have far too many scars for my own good, and this won’t be my last token from Delirium.

Justin Bieber, Tamagotchi

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If you have no life and you’re constantly on the Internet, then like me, you probably know that one of the great role models for gullible teenage girls has been arrested.

We all knew this would be coming someday. The guy pees in restroom mop buckets, and spits at his fans, it was only a matter of time before his ego spread beyond the law.

So Justine was taken in for driving under the influence with an expired license, and resisting arrest. People are speculating whether or not he’s actually going to learn from this experience and be a good boy from now on. One thing’s for sure; numerous fan girls are going to swoon over his mugshot, which is possibly the most charismatic mugshot in history.

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(Will he keep looking like that after he drops the soap?)

In my own special, messed up way, I’m going to feel sorry for Bieber. First off, he looks too much like a girl, he’s not going to be safe in prison. And his celebrity status isn’t going to help things. But another way of looking at this is that he is a young man who is given everything he wants by the people around him. A lot of people who hate him think “Oh my god, he’s turning into an asshole, why don’t they stop him?!” Which is a pity, because in an ideal society, they would reprimand him.

But we live in this society. And this society is completely money oriented.

Think of it this way.

1- Money is earned through prepubescent YouTube sensation.

2- Prepubescent YouTuber’s performance is affected by their health and their mood. I call this the Tamagotchi factor; if your prepubescent YouTube sensation is hungry or in a foul mood, he’ll die. Well, he won’t go to that extreme, but his performance will show if he’s not a happy camper, which will cause everyone to lose money.

That’s right everyone. Justin Bieber is a Tamagotchi. And most of his fans will be too young to know what that is.

3- Things affecting prepubescent YouTube sensation’s mood are infinite, depending on his ego. He may be fine if someone gives him hate mail, or he may go full on psycho and go to their house and kill their puppy. His ego will decide what he deserves, not anyone around him.

4- People surrounding prepubescent YouTube sensation have no choice but to keep his mood the same, which means giving him what his ego decides he deserves. The only other option is to lose money.

So, it’s sort of sad how an impressionable teenager has been lead astray by fame for the sake of money. Almost as sad as millions of impressionable teenagers sobbing their eyes out and threatening to kill themselves because this Tamagotchi has been arrested. Hopefully he learns from this though, or if not him, then at least his army of fan girls.

I’m surprised that none of his fans have tried to break him out of prison yet to be honest. Think about it. Sixty million teenage girls verses about…I dunno. One hundred cops?

I’m going to end this on a serious note. Because when he was caught smoking pot, Cut for Bieber happened. And no one wants that. If you consider yourself Justin Bieber’s number one fan, please do not try to break him out of prison, please do not do anything to hurt yourself, just for the sake of this one pop star, because he’s not worth it. He didn’t care for millions of girls cutting for him and he won’t know that you’ve hurt yourself because of his mistakes. Don’t base your worth on how much you love him.

After that rant, I need breakfast. Btw, diet is not going well. I want pasta…

Love Cat Madigan.

The F@ck You List…Part TWO

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Energy Status: Depleted. Utterly depleted.

Which makes no sense, considering how pretty much all I’ve done today is watch Pewdiepie and The Fine Brothers.

Maybe I should do something mentally stimulating…

Okay…time to get up. Yaaaaaaaaawn.

What should I talk about today? Something that won’t make me come across as a bitchy teenager who hates everything in the twenty first century.

That certainly narrows the field down.

Stuff it. Let’s whine about 2013 again!

Or…I could just finish the F@ck you list.

I believe I had gotten up to 25 last time, I’m going to try to get 50 things this time.

So, f@ck you:

26- Facebook. Thanks to you, the only way I can talk to people is by depending on Internet and faceless communication.

27- Candy Crush. I don’t care for you, and your brainwashed zombie minions who continue to invite me to play you can’t change that. Also, how many times have I received a notification and gotten excited, only to find a plea from my zombified former acquaintances to play your fudging game! Not cool.

28- God. Are you drunk or something? Why the hell do I have to be your entertainment?

29- Grandma. Yes, I know…you were raised in a different time, but why is it disrespectful when I choose to sleep instead of interacting with you? And why is it not disrespectful that you constantly criticise me in every way possible. And for the record, I love dessert. And I don’t give a damn about pimples.

30- Bullying. What is so funny about picking on people? Also, why is it tolerated? Look at freaking Amanda Todd. I don’t even like her; I find it stupid that she gets called “Beautiful and Inspirational”, when there’s millions of other kids who have done the same thing, and the only difference is that they hadn’t gone on YouTube. But her death wouldn’t have happened if people had left her alone, just like all those other kids who’s names won’t be remembered because they didn’t make a video.

31- Religious Extremists. Please, can you try to back up your beliefs with proof? If you’re going to try and convince other people that what you believe in is true, the least you can do is give them reasons other than “the bible said so”.

32- Atheist Extremists. Stop pissing off Religious Extremists. They’ll blow up the world if they think it’s right. It’s one thing to disagree with them, if you’re an atheist, you go ahead and be an atheist. But don’t go out of the way to tell them that their God is stupid, worthless or anything along those lines.

33- Steve Jobs, for making us dependant on Apple devices.

34- Tigger. You are not amusing, even in the slightest. And if my friends heard what you said about them, they’d beat you to a f@cking pulp. Also, you are not helpful in the slightest. It is not considered helpful to enable our mother’s depressive and semi psychotic rages.

35- My mother again. Stop talking behind my back. Seriously, you wonder why I don’t talk to my family members. Also, I just heard that derogatory remark about my seizures. Fuck you. That’s how pissed I am, I didn’t censor it.

36- Writers Block. Seriously, how am I meant to write when my brain refuses to get into that setting?

37- That part of my brain which makes me want to write at the worst times. Such as during mass.

38- Fanfiction. For making me question my sexual tastes. And for the record, yes, I’m still straight. Grandma.

39- That Bitchface who knocks my hand when I’m drawing. Hope you’re enjoying yourself, now you don’t have a head.

40- Dizzy Spells.

41- Inconvenient phone calls.

42- The Australian Government, for somehow failing to legalise gay marriage. How did they mess that up. Even America is getting there. America. Let that sink in Tony Abbott.

43- People who raise their children to blatantly hate people because of race, sexuality, religion, etc. Bigotism is not cool. I don’t think it’s even a word.

44- Modelling. Yes, I’d like to be skinny, but I’d also like to eat icecream.

45- People who shoot children at schools.

46- People who provoke people who end up shooting children at schools. How many times do I need to repeat this? Bullying is not okay!

47- Gangs. Look at me! I have an entourage, I’m powerful! Let’s bash up the elderly! Ha ha ha! Stuff you guys.

48- Society. You have sex? You’re a slut. You don’t have sex? You’re frigid. You cut? Stop seeking attention. You want to end it? Seriously, how much more attention do you need? Then after someone commits suicide, “Oh my god, what a beautiful person, god bless, society sucks”. The ultimate hypocrite. I could go on.

49- Tumblr. Whyyyy do you spoil my favourite tv shows? :'(

50- British Television, for only coming out in Britain. Because in the time between its release in Britain to its release in Australia, there’s an infinite amount of spoilers. It’s not just Tumblr, Facebook’s just as evil.

51- Shows glorifying teen pregnancy. Whiny, selfish girls are not good mothers. Just because you babysit does not mean mean you’ll be a good mother.

52- iPad’s inability to pirate. F@ck you Apple.

53- Books. Or at least the ones in the library at school. It’s the same story nowadays. An ordinary girl meets someone from the supernatural, who tells her she’s not ordinary. They eventually fall in love, and on the way, they battle evil supernatural beings who wish to take over the human race. Second scenario: a hero lives in a dystopian society, and they inadvertently become the symbol for the rebellion by doing…pretty much nothing apart from being plain ol’ them.

54- Authors who make Mary Sues in stories. And in case you don’t know what a Mary Sue is, it’s a character which is essentially a perfect person, and more often than not based on what the author wants to be like. Basically, the author places himself/herself in the story, not necessarily as the main character, but as someone who becomes more prominent/important than the main character, if they themselves aren’t the main character. This character has the best frigging luck in the history of the world, and has no flaws whatsoever. Also, this character won’t die, because they are the author’s special pet. And if they do die, their death is majestic and so beautiful it effects the story entirely. Oh, and before I forget, they usually have a traumatic backstory, causing them to be extremely secretive/mysterious, making them an object of obsession for the main protagonist. Stories are not there so authors can make fantasies involving themselves. Yes, I’m looking at you, Twilight. The worst case of this is Fifty Shades of Grey. Worst case of Mary Sue in history.

55- ‘Authors’ who refuse to kill off their characters because they love them too much. If you truly care for your creation, you need to make the story stay in their minds. And how you do this is you create characters they love and stay with them, which means when you kill them off, they are genuinely shattered. Yes, you have to be a monster. No, I don’t care that you love your favourite character, who is secretly a representation of what you’d want to look like. George RR Martin lives by this, he knows that people read his books because everyone talks about them.

56- Stores, as we’re moving away from the writing before I start a giant rant. I love my trench coat, you do not diss the trench coat!

57- Disney princesses, for creating unrealistic expectations of life in my four year old mind.

58- My friends, for informing me about the dirty side of Disney. Want some examples? Next list.

59- The nostalgia I get for school during summer holidays. Then when I get back, I realise that I don’t miss school anymore, and I want to go back to the world of laziness.

60- Twilight, for brainwashing half a generation of girls into falling in love with mercurial, beautiful men, often before the age of 13. Also for making every other teen fiction book sink to your level. Ughhhh.

61- Emilia Clarke, who inhabits the sexual fantasies of every nerdy male in the universe. And the occasional nerdy female.

62- Shipping. You have ruined books, television, movies, video games and story driven material for me. Not to mention YouTube.

63- People who ship themselves with band members/celebrities. C’mon guys, they don’t know you exist, it’s okay to have the occasional fantasy, but when you think about it, what’s the chance that they’re going to measure up to your expectations in person?

64- Fanfiction involving band members/celebrities and a fan/Mary Sue. *vomits*

65- Smut involving band members/celebrities and a fan/Mary Sue. More specifically, One Direction smut. This idea becomes even worse when you consider the fact that the majority of One Direction’s fan base are 12 year old girls.

66- One Direction, for corrupting the minds of today’s youth, and giving teenager girls unrealistic ideas of boys. Then again, I’m kind of terrified of them. They have an ARMY of impressionable 12 year old girls around the globe. How frigging scary is that?

67- Justin Bieber. For being a huge frigging Dickwad. I remember I got so much hate years ago for hating Justin, because he was a 16 year old kid who was a popular singer and was considered a beautiful person. But now, when you look at the stuff he’s done, peeing in mop buckets, speeding, and spitting on fans…seriously? Why is he still loved again?

68- Manga. Everyone is beautiful in anime. It’s not fair.

69 (Teehee)- Anime, because live adaptations don’t even begin to measure up to the animated series.

70- justgirlythings. They really must be running out of stuff to make if they’re posting stuff saying “Wearing a belt <3".

71- Youtubers, simply for being perfect.

72- The Boob Fairy, for skipping over me instead of Lady Delamore, who is already massive. (Love you DD ^_^).

73- My maths teacher, who paid no attention to whether or not I learnt anything in 2013.

74- People who get famous for stupid things. Just…no.

And for 75…

75- MILEY CYRUS. You have lowered the standards of young women. Just because other people are doing the same edgy stuff does not mean it's a good idea to f@ck up this generation further! Eagerly awaiting your nervous breakdown, by the way.

And that's it. This one was a b!tch.

Love Cat Madigan. Xox

The Worst Thing About Being Sick List

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Yup…Mad Cat’s gotten sick again. Seriously, what is up with this immune system? Just because my brain doesn’t work doesn’t mean it can have a holiday too…

Anyway, Cat’s going to make yet another list.

Presenting, the Stuff That Happens When Cat Madigan Gets Bored/Sick List.

Tadaaaaaaa.

1- Cat is left at home all day, by herself, which often leaves her feeling depressed/friendless.

2- Being depressed/friendless is usually what makes Daniel pop up. Which is wonderful.

3- Cat is unable to eat, because she can’t keep anything down. And hunger leads to bad moods, and bad moods often leads to grumpy Cats.

4- Her family, the biological one, when she’s sick, take delight in having dessert when she’s unable to eat anything. And they very very rarely have dessert, and when they do have dessert, its almost like it’s a public holiday, like Christmas or Easter.

This is an example of how this is played out…

Happy Icecream Day! What’s that Cat? You’re dying? Awww, looks like you can’t have icecre-

HEY! Cat, you’re not meant to have that, you’re sick remember? There. Now you’ve chucked it up, now isn’t that-

RRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEOOOOOOOOOOOW! SSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!

OWWWWW! That’s my #*%$*@!@&$* hand!

5- Cat Madigan has a nasty habit of getting bored…

6- When Cat Madigan gets bored, she writes $h!tty posts like this, which is never good.

7- Cat doesn’t have internet on her iPad at home, so she suffers from Doctor Who withdrawal as well as whatever the hell she gets sick with now.

8- Criminal Minds Withdrawal.

9- Game of Thrones Withdrawal.

10- Black Butler Withdrawal.

11- Benedict Cumberbatch Withdrawal, resulting in lots of stalkerish artwork.

12- Cat starts killing off characters in the story she’s currently working on. This wouldn’t be too bad if she didn’t happen to be making detailed plots reminiscent of Saw.

13- She starts playing Horror Games. Seriously, isn’t there enough wrong with her head?!

14- Cat Madigan plays dress up.

15- Cat cosplays as Grell Sutcliff.

15- Cat Madigan ends up dressing up in something that looks almost like lingerie.

17- Cat starts dancing.

18- Cat’s mother walks in on her dancing. Cat’s mother is more disturbed by that fact that her daughter dances than the fact that she was wearing an almost see through black nightgown.

21- Daniel turns up and Cat has to immediately put something over said black nightgown, much to his disappointment.

22- Cat and Daniel have a catfight.

24- Daniel, for some reason, tries on Cat’s ballgown.

23- Cat explains to Daniel why he can’t be a character in her story; because he would end up annoying everyone till they all committed suicide.

24- Cat starts to draw Daniel.

25- She intentionally makes him look like a girl, and Daniel ends up making her tear up the drawing.

26- Cat starts going on Tumblr…fortunately, she puts an end to it when Daniel begins to run around screaming out “THE POWER OF CHRIST COMPELLS YOU!”

29- Cat Madigan intentionally skips some points in this post. How many can you find?

30- Cat Madigan giggles at the thought of the reader going through her post to find her missing points, only to remember that no one actually reads her $h!t.

31- Cat falls asleep.

32- Daniel wakes her up, pretending she’s set fire to her room again.

33- Daniel gets a black eye.

34- Cat and Daniel watch Pewdiepie play Heavy Rain.

35- Cat skips the topless scene, much to the disappointment of you-know-who.

36- Cat notes that if her brother was taken, her parents probably wouldn’t give a shit.

37- Cat eats toast, and of course, vomits it up.

38- Cat is now going to stop typing so Daniel can drag her to bed before she vomits on the keyboard.

39- Did you also know that Cat typed 15 and 24 twice?

Night night. <3

Mad Cat

WTF Cat Madigan???

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Ok, so this has been a mad and eventful day, and Cat Madigan needs a much needed rest. But here is essentially what has happened.

I am in a safety house.

Or a crisis home.

Or something mad as I am.

I needed a much needed break from my parents, most specifically my mother, and today I hit snapping point, and I ran away.

You think that’s mad? Here’s the stupid part.

I was without shoes. And I walked all the way to the city without shoes. Which is about….20km?

Yeah…I’m going to grow hobbit feet at the rate I’m at.

But yes. The journey here was incredibly random and weird, and it was an actual adventure. So I’ll probably deliver the whole story on the blog soon. Probably in parts. Maybe I’ll call it the Chronicles of the Mad Cat.

Best news of all, I’m allowed to see my friends still. Because they kick us out of the house during weekdays, because you’re meant to be going to school or uni or the like.

But I’d like to stay at the Crisis house for a time. You do your own laundry, cooking and cleaning, and you essentially become independent. Which I do need.

The Chronicles of the Mad Cat shall be put up as soon as I have time and energy to write it. It’ll be in parts, and hopefully everything will be fine.

Love Cat Madigan <3333

My Other ‘Family’

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I need something happier to talk about.

So what about my other ‘family’?

These people are the most supportive people in the world, and I love them to bits and they are just as mad as I am. And for some reason, we pretend to all be related.

So here’s my ‘family’.

MJ
Will also be known as Michael Jackson, because he’s a dancer and I couldn’t be bothered to come up with something more creative. (He also likes to scare children.) In our ‘family’, he is our beloved grandfather/time lord/potato fanatic, and he has at least 700 illegitimate children apparently. Probably the sweetest guy I know, and also the most likely member of our family to wear a dress.

These are his known ‘children’ from oldest to youngest:

Slenderman
There were a lot of names I was thinking of for Unca Slenderman. Originally I was going to name him Captain Jack, then I changed my mind to The Seed. But then I realised how alike Slenderman and my uncle were, so here is Unca Slenderman! Slenderman, as you may have gathered, is the seediest person alive. Some say he cannot go through a whole day without saying something dirty about something. You have something that is completely innocent? Wait till Slenderman sees it…BAM! And the innocence is gone! Is very fond of nurses, particularly Air Force ones.

The Flash
Cross country runner, and probably the one mind that thinks along the same lines as me. Meaning, he’s just as mad as I am. :D Nah…no one’s as mad as me. But he comes pretty close. He is also a dancer, and I think I may have referred to him as Speedy once in a previous post, but now he’s The Flash. So there. :p Thus far, he’s one of the least seedy minded people in the group, so Slenderman has to work a bit harder…

Papa Willis
He was going to be called Aquaman, but noooooo, he wanted to be Papa Willis. So there. Happy now ‘father’?
Yes, this is my loving father, who is probably the dumbest guy alive. <3 And one of the nicest. Though we pretend to be father and daughter, he's more like a big brother to me in real life.
For some reason, it's Papa Willis that's always getting pleaded with to try on dresses, even though MJ is the most feminine (sorry Grampa,) and The Flash would probably fit them better. I think it's Slenderman who started it. Silly Slenderman…. At the moment though, if Papa Willis gets a B on a SOSE test, he has to wear a dress. He's already worn a wig (my wig in fact, I has pictures) and it's only a matter of time…

Potch
I don’t know how the fudge Potch is related to our ‘family’. He might be another illegitimate child, or just a ‘family’ friend. Used to go out with him, before it was decided we were better off as friends. The biggest nerd in the universe, and is Slenderman’s second in command for seedy jokes. For now, he’s grouped with MJ’s other kids.

That’s MJ’s children out of the way. And here is the younger, slightly less messed up generation.

The Guy That Dies First
Or maybe I’ll just name him Smith- I really need to come up with more creative names.
Anyway, Smith is Slenderman’s ‘son’, though Slenderman refuses to acknowledge him, and my cousin. Used to be normal before he met us apparently. Not anymore… ^_^ But the reason behind his previous name was that our grandfather (or one of our other satanic relatives) makes him take the brunt of his (or their) evil practices. But in a zombie apocalypse, he’d probably outlive me. Providing I live to see said zombie apocolypse.

Batman!
Nana nana nana nana BATMAN! :D
Papa Willis’ other child, and my favourite little brother ever. <3 though to be honest, my real brother isn't setting the bar very high… According to my 'father', the identity his 'mother' has been narrowed down to three prostitutes, two Spanish, one Swedish.
Lover of horror films and enjoys creeping people out. Ask him to show you his collection of stories for children, I dare you, non existent reader.

Aaaaaaaand, ME!
Who am I? Lets look at the list: Tea Drinker, Mad hat lover, Drawer, Training Model, Madwoman, Budding Writer, Reader, Semi Demon (yes, only semi), Dreamer, Creator, and Budding Lune, unless someone stops me.

So that’s my ‘family’. And for some reason, it looks like everyone with a Y chromosome cannot keep it in their pants. :p As I said, I love them heaps, and they are the best people in the world. I have no idea how they manage to stand me and my head, but they do, and that’s what keeps me going.

I needed to write this post today, for I’ve been too sad as of late. I had written a post before this one, talking about how I ran away from home for the day, and the reasons why. But I’ll probably post that another time, when I actually have Internet at home.

So who is your ‘family’? Who can you rely on for support, because there probably is at least one person who cares about you, though I’ll end up thinking the opposite a few hours later. Or maybe days. Depends on my mood swings.

It’s reading (and writing) things like this that make me realise that family aren’t necessarily the people who you share your genetic material with. Just think about it.

Cat Madigan