Still Waiting/Chatting About Cats and Scars

I wouldn't say I'm an interesting person. Anytime someone says I'm different, unique, so on, I just say "no, I'm average". Been part of the lower class for as long as I can remember, began creating cartoons when I was 7 or 8, probably my way of dealing with my parents breakup. Began showing an interest in music very young, and started writing my own stories at 12. Did Graphic Design for two years back in school, never drank alcohol in my life or ever smoked or partied, never been outside of Oklahoma, have a lot of scars, and don't really like coconut.
Got a scar on my left eyelid, tore up my right leg when I was younger (scars finally faded), had sliced a layer of skin off my right thumb before, cut on the back of my right thigh, have had stitches twice in my life, stung on my right wrist from a hornet, scar on my left shin from hitting it against a trailer hitch, and an odd looking scar on my left thumb.
I have a great memory, probably the great quality I have right now. What else (still waiting on the coffee, so wasting more time), I enjoy learning history. It was one of my favorite subjects back in school and always had all A's in that class. Disliked math for some reason. I think I failed that subject. I usually had the right answer in my mind, just never applied the answers to my work.
I had actually gone to prom once, didn't want to go, but was pushed to. Only reason was because I had been the one that created the theme graphics that were all over the posters, and whatnot. Went alone, which was fine.
Uh... I don't mind the older music, thanks to the Fallout games.
What else am I willing to admit? ... I don't mind listening to Zedd. Kinda like the song Done With Love. I also think the song They're Coming To Take Me Away is trippy.
(Still waiting)
I like cats. Always have had cats. My first cat was named Cheech, an adorable yellow kitten. But that took a sad turn. When I was a kid, a neighbor dog had come into the yard and killed my kitten in front of me. Not ashamed to admit I cried for days. Next cat I had was a black cat named Rob. Had him for years, then he disappeared. Current cat is a fluffy calico named Britta. Couldn't have cats around my last two exes due to allergies.
And, believe it or not, this blog is the first time I have ever shared so much about myself. Quite seriously, I'm usually a closed book, never liked sharing about myself because I figured who the hell would care to know about me? Who would care to know about my random moments and rants?
Apparently there are people who do read this, and for that, I say: Thank You.
Thank you for reading and taking the time to know me. I created this to let out feelings and emotions. Thank you everyone, hope my rants and thoughts are decent enough to read.

Love
Ariana