Things That Make Me Who I Am 1

I wanted to blog, but I really do not feel like writing a proper entry. Instead, I’m going to do a list to give people a better idea of how I tick. Here are some weird things about me.

  1. I’m a bit nuts when it comes to grammar. I correct the grammar of strangers on the internet, friends and family I’m actually speaking with, local folks being interviewed on the news, and lyrics and dialogue from various entertainment sources. I also correct my own grammar. If I can’t get a sentence out with some semblance of proper grammar, then I just won’t say it or write it. If the grammar faux pas gets past me, but I realize it when I’m trying to go to sleep or doing something else, I will drop everything and correct it. Otherwise, I won’t be able to get my mind off of the mistake.
  2. When I’m at a doctor’s office and I have to list off allergies, I list them off in the order that they started. If a doctor or nurse has to stop me or slow me down, I have to start over again so that I don’t forget any.
  3. I didn’t like chocolate until sometime during elementary school. I think it may have been second or third grade. The only chocolate that I liked before that were Rolos and Kit Kats, which aren’t really candies known for having a lot of chocolate in them. I did eat Fudgsicle Popsicles until I was 3, but I quit eating them in December of 1987. I ate one the night that my mom and I were in a head-on car accident and that was the last one that I ate for almost ten years. I also quit wearing blue jeans and doing some other things after that night. (I was wearing jeans that night.)
  4. I get overwhelmed by my senses sometimes. I’m easily overwhelmed by things I see, hear, smell, feel, and sometimes taste.  If you touch me, I might scream or want to punch you. Clothes touching me makes me nervous sometimes. I can’t stand to eat certain foods without gagging. I smell things before other people do and the smells overwhelm me. Certain sounds (metal-on-metal, crunching, crackling, popping, voices, beeping, loud things) can set me off into panic attacks, angry outbursts, crying, headaches, or dizzy/falling spells.
  5. I zone out easily. Sometimes I’ll do this while looking in a certain direction, which makes people think that I’m looking at them. Some have said that they think I’m staring because I think they’re attractive. Others have said they think I’m staring at them because they’ve got something physically or otherwise wrong with them. I can’t exactly explain to them that my brain has basically gone into sleep mode.
  6. I don’t like talking. I don’t like chatting. I don’t really like socializing at all. That being said, I don’t like being alone or lonely.
  7. Nail polish makes me feel like I’m suffocating.
  8. I suspect anyone who gives any praise to me of being a liar. I also suspect people easily of saying things behind my back. This usually leads to the whole “don’t be paranoid” lecture that people like to give. If you think it’s annoying that I think you’re talking behind my back or that I think you must be lying about thinking something nice, be grateful that I don’t think that because you’re annoyed with me that you’re going to kill me. Or be grateful that I don’t think you’re going to rape me just because you’ve talked to me. I’ve had those reactions with some people.
  9. I stick my tongue out and/or give the finger to people without them noticing–usually.
  10. I can laugh and whisper without making a sound. Oddly, my parents can sometimes hear me when I do the whispering thing.

About Janet Morris

I'm from Huntsville, Alabama. I've got as many college credits as a doctorate candidate, and the GPA of some of them, too. I have a boss by the name of Amy Pond. She's a dachshund. My parents both grew up in Alabama.

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