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The Rules: Players start with 8 random facts about themselves. Those who are tagged should post these rules and their 8 random facts. Players should tag a few other people and notify them they have been tagged.
Cheryl has tagged me, so here it is:
1. I like to call myself the "walking contradiction." This is because my personality is very contradictory. Case in point: I can't stand my house being messy, but I'm too lazy to pick up on a regular basis. I can let it get dirty to a certain point and then I have to completely sterilize it top to bottom, a process that takes several hours for my 850 square foot apt. I'm also a perfectionist, but I've learned over the years I couldn't handle the stress of being a perfectionist and so now have almost gone to the other extreme. I also love to be extremely organized and I get very upset when things aren't, but at the same time junk piles up around me until again I can't stand it and must organize, label, and arrange.
2. I'm a very smart person but my mouth doesn't work as fast as my brain. I think I have some sort of verbal dyslexia. Things come out backward when I talk. I say things like "I need to check my cash" instead of "cash my check." I write numbers and words down backwards and sometimes the strangest incomplete thoughts come out of my head. Also, I swear that I'm saying one thing, but it turns out that I actually said something different. It's a very weird feeling.
3. I also have my OCD tendencies. A few know of my one concerning cups. I must rinse out my cup, though I know it's clean, at least twice before using it. I've gotten better about this. I used to have to rinse it four times before I considered it clean. This all started when my brother Tyler told me a story of getting diarrhea from drinking soapy water. I also have an OCD about germs to some extent. My hands must be clean, and I wash them several times a day. When I'm cleaning my house or cooking, I wash them dozens of times. Of course here comes another contradiction: I bite my nails and am constantly touching my eyes and face and it doesn't bother me.
4. I am a paranoid, worrying type of person. I ask Austin every night before bed if he locked the door even if I saw him do it. I worry about things that I say to people and mull over things wondering if I hurt their feelings, if I said something inappropriate. I worry so much sometimes I can't stop thinking and thus can't sleep. I worry about decisions I make and whether or not I made the right one. I worry about things people said to me and wonder what they meant by it or is this person or that person upset at me. I also worry about people's feelings. This can be a good thing because I try to be sensitive, but it's bad because I worry about it way more than I should. I spend way more time than I should thinking about things that don't matter.
5. I love popping zits. Austin can painfully vouch for this. I get some perverse type of pleasure out of it. I know I shouldn't, but I just can't stop.
6. I don't have one talent that I'm amazing at. I'm mediocre at a lot of different things. I'm mediocre at guitar, piano, writing, drawing, and singing. And I'm okay with that. It used to bug me that I wasn't great at anything until I realized one day that most people are usually only really good at one thing. I decided I was happy being able to do many different things at a mediocre level then be great at any one of them.
7. I am extremely claustrophobic, well, more than the average person really. And I totally FREAK OUT whenever I feel trapped. I've been known to have panic and anxiety attacks only I didn't realize what they were until later. Because of this I tend to avoid stress, conflict, and confrontation. I also avoid them because I tend to be an extremely emotional person who can totally and completely snap. I worry that I might go crazy someday. Fortunately, I have a loving and supporting husband who keeps me happy, stable, and balanced. It is for this reason, among others, that I knew that I picked the right person for me.
8. I freaking hate clowns. They scare the crap out of me. I think they're wrong and they're not funny at all. They should be banned. I also hate Frank Lloyd Wright, Duchamp, Emily Dickinson, tapping noises, Paris Hilton, people who tell me to eat carrots, shushers, people who get my eye color wrong, self-righteous (Nazi Mormons), judgmental, close-minded, and fake people.
Cheryl has tagged me, so here it is:
1. I like to call myself the "walking contradiction." This is because my personality is very contradictory. Case in point: I can't stand my house being messy, but I'm too lazy to pick up on a regular basis. I can let it get dirty to a certain point and then I have to completely sterilize it top to bottom, a process that takes several hours for my 850 square foot apt. I'm also a perfectionist, but I've learned over the years I couldn't handle the stress of being a perfectionist and so now have almost gone to the other extreme. I also love to be extremely organized and I get very upset when things aren't, but at the same time junk piles up around me until again I can't stand it and must organize, label, and arrange.
2. I'm a very smart person but my mouth doesn't work as fast as my brain. I think I have some sort of verbal dyslexia. Things come out backward when I talk. I say things like "I need to check my cash" instead of "cash my check." I write numbers and words down backwards and sometimes the strangest incomplete thoughts come out of my head. Also, I swear that I'm saying one thing, but it turns out that I actually said something different. It's a very weird feeling.
3. I also have my OCD tendencies. A few know of my one concerning cups. I must rinse out my cup, though I know it's clean, at least twice before using it. I've gotten better about this. I used to have to rinse it four times before I considered it clean. This all started when my brother Tyler told me a story of getting diarrhea from drinking soapy water. I also have an OCD about germs to some extent. My hands must be clean, and I wash them several times a day. When I'm cleaning my house or cooking, I wash them dozens of times. Of course here comes another contradiction: I bite my nails and am constantly touching my eyes and face and it doesn't bother me.
4. I am a paranoid, worrying type of person. I ask Austin every night before bed if he locked the door even if I saw him do it. I worry about things that I say to people and mull over things wondering if I hurt their feelings, if I said something inappropriate. I worry so much sometimes I can't stop thinking and thus can't sleep. I worry about decisions I make and whether or not I made the right one. I worry about things people said to me and wonder what they meant by it or is this person or that person upset at me. I also worry about people's feelings. This can be a good thing because I try to be sensitive, but it's bad because I worry about it way more than I should. I spend way more time than I should thinking about things that don't matter.
5. I love popping zits. Austin can painfully vouch for this. I get some perverse type of pleasure out of it. I know I shouldn't, but I just can't stop.
6. I don't have one talent that I'm amazing at. I'm mediocre at a lot of different things. I'm mediocre at guitar, piano, writing, drawing, and singing. And I'm okay with that. It used to bug me that I wasn't great at anything until I realized one day that most people are usually only really good at one thing. I decided I was happy being able to do many different things at a mediocre level then be great at any one of them.
7. I am extremely claustrophobic, well, more than the average person really. And I totally FREAK OUT whenever I feel trapped. I've been known to have panic and anxiety attacks only I didn't realize what they were until later. Because of this I tend to avoid stress, conflict, and confrontation. I also avoid them because I tend to be an extremely emotional person who can totally and completely snap. I worry that I might go crazy someday. Fortunately, I have a loving and supporting husband who keeps me happy, stable, and balanced. It is for this reason, among others, that I knew that I picked the right person for me.
8. I freaking hate clowns. They scare the crap out of me. I think they're wrong and they're not funny at all. They should be banned. I also hate Frank Lloyd Wright, Duchamp, Emily Dickinson, tapping noises, Paris Hilton, people who tell me to eat carrots, shushers, people who get my eye color wrong, self-righteous (Nazi Mormons), judgmental, close-minded, and fake people.
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