6 Weird Things
Damn you Texas for tagging me…six weird things….you would think that I wouldn’t have a hard time coming up with them…but I want 6 interestingly weird things….1. I still have a blanky. And I’m not talking about some cute adorable little thing that is only 3 feet big, my blanky was once a comforter on my bed in the 3rd grade. I don’t like a top sheet and the years of wear have softened it like no other, thus serving as a velvety soft “top sheet” for me. The problem is it’s quite gross. Keep in mind that I was in the 3rd grade somewhere around 20 years ago…even just after it’s been through the washed it looks dirty. My sister (lovingly) refers to it as “The Skank Blank”. I will only say goodbye to this blanket when I say hello to living with another human…who has to sleep in the same bed with me night after night.
2. I can do this weird thing with my arms. I twist them a certain way and I can get them around my head…I know this makes no sense, it’s more something you have to see to understand. I have NEVER met anyone, besides my 8th grade teacher who taught this to me, who can do it. It’s one of my few talents…no matter how weird it is.
3. When I see a cute child I want to hurt it. As in, “oh my God, that baby is so cute I just want to pick it up by the feet and bash it against the wall!!” It’s like the child is too cute and I can’t take it so it can’t continue to exist that way…I know this is not only weird, but sick. I once met someone who was the same way. We used to sit around and see who could think of sicker things to do. Maybe someone should pick me up by my feet and bash me against the wall and put ME out of MY misery!
4. I’m obsessed with Mandy Moore. For a while I would do anything she did. She cut her hair, I cut my hair. Ok, actually that’s all that I’ve done that she has done…but I love her. Can’t get enough of her. One day I met her at a work function, turns out she’s completely nice and normal…which of course made me love her moore (get it?!) I think we would make excellent friends as well. I thoroughly plan on buying a little tiny dog and naming her Mandy Moore…though that might make being friends with her awkward.
5. I will only eat plain potato chips if I have orange juice to drink with them. I don’t know why. My father does the same thing.
6. I’ve got no game. In fact, I’m downright awkward around boys I like. I’m an outgoing person, until I meet a boy who I feel like I could date. The second I feel that way I clam up. I start acting like I’m in kindergarten again when you would be mean to the one you like. I say all the wrong things and ultimately turn the guy off before I ever get a chance to turn him on…
So what have we learned about me? I’m hopeless and sick….someone must put an end to this game…
posted by Mandy @ 4:03 PM
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