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jecca_mehlota) wrote2010-07-23 01:55 am
jecca_mehlota) wrote2010-07-23 01:55 am
In lieu of actual subject matter...
Here's a meme from Facebook (followers there, nothing new to see here. Move along).
Rules: Once you've been tagged, you are supposed to write a note with 25 random things, facts, habits, or goals about you.At the end, choose 25 people to be tagged. You have to tag the person who tagged you. If I tagged you, it's because I want to know more about you. DO IT IF YOU WANT I'm being honest...hope you will be too.
1. I sometimes wonder if I’m not closer to aromantic than I typically assume myself to be. I know for a fact that I’m not, but I just don’t *get* so much of it… The rest of the time I’m reasonably confident that it’s just my world view and definitions don’t quite line up with the majority of society’s.
2. I have never actually shaved my legs. :D They did get the chemical treatment a few times, but even that I haven’t bothered with since, uh. I don’t actually know, but it’s been at least 5 years. Bald legs feel too weird to me.
3. I write more letters (and receive fewer letters) than anyone else I know. I don’t mind it, aside from the random flashes wherein I am suddenly briefly and entirely bitter about the fact that no one who promises to write back ever does so.
4. The mindset some people have, that to be an adult you have to give up what you loved before, confuses the hell outta me. It… it’s okay to still want to talk about things like video games (or whatever), even though you’re in your 20s or older! I promise!
5. I get so fed up with the oversexualisation of everything, everywhere that I could just SCREAM. God, you normal people confuse me so much.
6. My stress and fatigue materialize in the form of a painful knot in my upper left shoulder. When I’m bored, I press on it, and it hurts A LOT. I have no idea why I keep doing it.
7. I absorb lingual traits far too readily, which is why at some point I started using “u” in words like “colour” and “s” in place of “z” and… a bunch of other things. My phrasing has always been a mite peculiar, but I think it’s become weirder over the last few years.
8. I wonder – frequently – at how my life would be better or worse now if I’d admitted certain things (to other people, I mean. I never had a problem with most of them) at an earlier point / EVER, eheheh. <_<;
9. I’m impossibly jealous of people who are able to walk up to complete strangers and just talk to them. Life must be so much easier when you’re able to both approach and be approached by others.
10. I often find myself thinking in the swear filters of internet forums I occasionally browse. It’s really hugging ridiculous, but at least I’m still mostly not speaking in them yet.
11. I am increasingly certain that I will never fully forgive myself for allowing my Brain (in one of its worst states) to lead me to destroy one of – if not the – most important connection with another person I’ve ever had.
12. I toggled for a long while between some aspect of either medicine/science or law enforcement, and though I eventually went with medicine, I still think that perhaps I made the wrong decision. My disastrous internship at the hospital probably didn’t help that any.
13. I can procrastinate so well that I will actually put off my main procrastination methods with other, secondary procrastination methods. It’s kind of amazing.
14. Partly because of everything I went through in middle school and party just because my brain is wired wrong, I sometimes take ridiculous things incredibly personally. If someone I trust laughs at me or makes fun of me in some way (or if I feel they do) over something, it can severely impact my ability to try it again. (For example, part of the reason I’m still so physical contact-shy is that, when I finally started to come out of that, everyone made such a huge deal out of it that I couldn’t bear it and so just reverted back to DON’T TOUCH ME because at least it shut them all up.)
15. I really enjoy teaching myself fictional languages! No one else ever speaks any of them, of course, so I usually forget them over time, since I don’t get any practice, but it’s just as well. Gives me room for a new fake language! (Well, some of them are real languages, but no one uses them – yes, Latin, I am looking at you, unfortunately – so it still gets me nowhere.)
16. Music is one of – if not the – only thing that can reliably keep me sane. It even saved my life a couple times (though not in an “I was suicidal and the song made me stop” way). I think this one ties back to 14. Because of these things, some songs / artists I have a very hard time sharing. What if the person thinks it’s stupid? What if they dismiss it? What if they interpret it completely differently? What if they go, “omg THIS IS MY SONG”? (The answer to all of these is, of course, nothing, but that doesn’t stop me from reacting irrationally.)
17. Speaking of irrationality, despite how I often act and despite my Brain, which I hold no claim of control over, as it is its own beast entirely, I am actually very logical-minded. You’d think algebra and I would get along better, all things considered, but I just have a hard time seeing the point of most of it. (The only place you encounter equations like that are in the textbooks they teach them from!)
18. I’m perfectly aware that my original characters and their universes and stories are figments of my own mind, but man, sometimes it really, really feels like they’re some strange and possibly malevolent outside force inflicting themselves upon my psyche.
19. For whatever reason, the Japanese film “Pulse” terrified me to the point that I was still checking doorways for red tape literally months after watching it. Curse you, foreign films class!
20. I sometimes get the urge to get rid of all of my possessions (keeping only the bare necessities). I don’t know what I think this will accomplish. Since I have emotional attachments of one degree or another to so much of it, though, it’s unlikely I ever actually will. Just as well, as I’d really miss most of it.
21. I have acknowledged and am working at accepting the fact that no matter what I do, it will never feel like it’s good enough for whatever ideals my parents (especially my father) have set up in their heads. (Yay, unending disapproval?) I am aware that this is not necessarily a good thing.
22. I would probably cut my hair very short if I didn’t (a) know how terribly out of control it gets when it’s shorter than chin length and longer than an inch, (b) severely doubt that super-short hair would look remotely decent on me, (c) like playing with my hair so much. (Sometimes I really miss its old length of 3+ feet. But oh man that was a lot of work.)
23. When I read, especially if I’m reviewing something I’ve written, I will start “acting” out the dialogue. Mostly this involves mouthing (or very quietly speaking) the words and mimicking probable facial expressions and maybe hand gestures. Sometimes I alter the expressions to see how the feel of a particular sentence changes.
24. I COULD NOT say the word “gesture” until, uh, 2005? 2006? I do not know why. (Bonus facts: It’s like how I couldn’t snap my fingers until ninth grade. I JUST COULDN’T DO IT. Also, the first time I successfully snapped my fingers was in Mr. Dutcher’s Spanish II class. He was rambling on and on and on and I wasn’t following a word of it, and when I actually succeeded I jolted a bit and totally expected someone to look at me accusingly like, did you just SNAP? WTF IS WRONG WITH YOU.)
25. I desperately miss creating things but have no idea where to start back into it. Overthinking. It’s a problem I have.
Because the universe likes to annoy me, the local Borders suddenly and inexplicable has All Hail Megatron volume 2 in stock (WTF, WHERE WERE YOU FOR THE LAST LIKE... YEAR?) and I have a 40% off any item coupon. Stop laughing at me, life. (I probably should have anticipated it. This store has a bit of a record of suddenly getting in out of print and apparently impossible to find Transformers books.)
Whatever, at least the spiders in the ceiling seem to finally be gone. ... *knocks on wood* Though now I have to move everything back into my room. Ugh. What a pain.
Also, I hear there will be a new Avatar cartoon? Awesome.
^ LOOK SENTENCES ^ i am so proud of me.
Rules: Once you've been tagged, you are supposed to write a note with 25 random things, facts, habits, or goals about you.
1. I sometimes wonder if I’m not closer to aromantic than I typically assume myself to be. I know for a fact that I’m not, but I just don’t *get* so much of it… The rest of the time I’m reasonably confident that it’s just my world view and definitions don’t quite line up with the majority of society’s.
2. I have never actually shaved my legs. :D They did get the chemical treatment a few times, but even that I haven’t bothered with since, uh. I don’t actually know, but it’s been at least 5 years. Bald legs feel too weird to me.
3. I write more letters (and receive fewer letters) than anyone else I know. I don’t mind it, aside from the random flashes wherein I am suddenly briefly and entirely bitter about the fact that no one who promises to write back ever does so.
4. The mindset some people have, that to be an adult you have to give up what you loved before, confuses the hell outta me. It… it’s okay to still want to talk about things like video games (or whatever), even though you’re in your 20s or older! I promise!
5. I get so fed up with the oversexualisation of everything, everywhere that I could just SCREAM. God, you normal people confuse me so much.
6. My stress and fatigue materialize in the form of a painful knot in my upper left shoulder. When I’m bored, I press on it, and it hurts A LOT. I have no idea why I keep doing it.
7. I absorb lingual traits far too readily, which is why at some point I started using “u” in words like “colour” and “s” in place of “z” and… a bunch of other things. My phrasing has always been a mite peculiar, but I think it’s become weirder over the last few years.
8. I wonder – frequently – at how my life would be better or worse now if I’d admitted certain things (to other people, I mean. I never had a problem with most of them) at an earlier point / EVER, eheheh. <_<;
9. I’m impossibly jealous of people who are able to walk up to complete strangers and just talk to them. Life must be so much easier when you’re able to both approach and be approached by others.
10. I often find myself thinking in the swear filters of internet forums I occasionally browse. It’s really hugging ridiculous, but at least I’m still mostly not speaking in them yet.
11. I am increasingly certain that I will never fully forgive myself for allowing my Brain (in one of its worst states) to lead me to destroy one of – if not the – most important connection with another person I’ve ever had.
12. I toggled for a long while between some aspect of either medicine/science or law enforcement, and though I eventually went with medicine, I still think that perhaps I made the wrong decision. My disastrous internship at the hospital probably didn’t help that any.
13. I can procrastinate so well that I will actually put off my main procrastination methods with other, secondary procrastination methods. It’s kind of amazing.
14. Partly because of everything I went through in middle school and party just because my brain is wired wrong, I sometimes take ridiculous things incredibly personally. If someone I trust laughs at me or makes fun of me in some way (or if I feel they do) over something, it can severely impact my ability to try it again. (For example, part of the reason I’m still so physical contact-shy is that, when I finally started to come out of that, everyone made such a huge deal out of it that I couldn’t bear it and so just reverted back to DON’T TOUCH ME because at least it shut them all up.)
15. I really enjoy teaching myself fictional languages! No one else ever speaks any of them, of course, so I usually forget them over time, since I don’t get any practice, but it’s just as well. Gives me room for a new fake language! (Well, some of them are real languages, but no one uses them – yes, Latin, I am looking at you, unfortunately – so it still gets me nowhere.)
16. Music is one of – if not the – only thing that can reliably keep me sane. It even saved my life a couple times (though not in an “I was suicidal and the song made me stop” way). I think this one ties back to 14. Because of these things, some songs / artists I have a very hard time sharing. What if the person thinks it’s stupid? What if they dismiss it? What if they interpret it completely differently? What if they go, “omg THIS IS MY SONG”? (The answer to all of these is, of course, nothing, but that doesn’t stop me from reacting irrationally.)
17. Speaking of irrationality, despite how I often act and despite my Brain, which I hold no claim of control over, as it is its own beast entirely, I am actually very logical-minded. You’d think algebra and I would get along better, all things considered, but I just have a hard time seeing the point of most of it. (The only place you encounter equations like that are in the textbooks they teach them from!)
18. I’m perfectly aware that my original characters and their universes and stories are figments of my own mind, but man, sometimes it really, really feels like they’re some strange and possibly malevolent outside force inflicting themselves upon my psyche.
19. For whatever reason, the Japanese film “Pulse” terrified me to the point that I was still checking doorways for red tape literally months after watching it. Curse you, foreign films class!
20. I sometimes get the urge to get rid of all of my possessions (keeping only the bare necessities). I don’t know what I think this will accomplish. Since I have emotional attachments of one degree or another to so much of it, though, it’s unlikely I ever actually will. Just as well, as I’d really miss most of it.
21. I have acknowledged and am working at accepting the fact that no matter what I do, it will never feel like it’s good enough for whatever ideals my parents (especially my father) have set up in their heads. (Yay, unending disapproval?) I am aware that this is not necessarily a good thing.
22. I would probably cut my hair very short if I didn’t (a) know how terribly out of control it gets when it’s shorter than chin length and longer than an inch, (b) severely doubt that super-short hair would look remotely decent on me, (c) like playing with my hair so much. (Sometimes I really miss its old length of 3+ feet. But oh man that was a lot of work.)
23. When I read, especially if I’m reviewing something I’ve written, I will start “acting” out the dialogue. Mostly this involves mouthing (or very quietly speaking) the words and mimicking probable facial expressions and maybe hand gestures. Sometimes I alter the expressions to see how the feel of a particular sentence changes.
24. I COULD NOT say the word “gesture” until, uh, 2005? 2006? I do not know why. (Bonus facts: It’s like how I couldn’t snap my fingers until ninth grade. I JUST COULDN’T DO IT. Also, the first time I successfully snapped my fingers was in Mr. Dutcher’s Spanish II class. He was rambling on and on and on and I wasn’t following a word of it, and when I actually succeeded I jolted a bit and totally expected someone to look at me accusingly like, did you just SNAP? WTF IS WRONG WITH YOU.)
25. I desperately miss creating things but have no idea where to start back into it. Overthinking. It’s a problem I have.
Because the universe likes to annoy me, the local Borders suddenly and inexplicable has All Hail Megatron volume 2 in stock (WTF, WHERE WERE YOU FOR THE LAST LIKE... YEAR?) and I have a 40% off any item coupon. Stop laughing at me, life. (I probably should have anticipated it. This store has a bit of a record of suddenly getting in out of print and apparently impossible to find Transformers books.)
Whatever, at least the spiders in the ceiling seem to finally be gone. ... *knocks on wood* Though now I have to move everything back into my room. Ugh. What a pain.
Also, I hear there will be a new Avatar cartoon? Awesome.
^ LOOK SENTENCES ^ i am so proud of me.