Quirks. We all have them, some of us more pronounced than others. I have alot. Some days I forgot how weird they seem to other people.
Stuff like not opening a microwave until it’s stopped beeping, having to wear socks all the time, I have an organising fetish with certain things, yet I am crap at organizing myself. I cannot get into a messy bed, if I have to make it first I will. If things are moved about in my space I have to move them back to exactly where I had them. I won’t eat cereal with milk, I have it with yoghurt instead. I like a certain tea, other teas just won’t do. It’s a comfort thing. I sniff new books, I can’t help myself. I get off on bruises, and I get a kick out of poking them. I have days where I hate people and I want to be left alone.
Even when I work I go through a process, I have to settle into work, eat something, perhaps listen to music or watch something, to relax and get myself in a mode where I can work. If I don’t do all these things I can’t work, which is why over the years I have been better suited to jobs where I can work alone.
Odd, weird, crazy, nuts are all words that have followed me throughout life. I used to be ashamed of those words, like I wasn’t good enough or normal enough. I desperately wanted to be normal, fit in with people but it just never happened. Over the years I learnt to not be so bad, to not freak people out with my obsessive, quirky behaviour. It had a price though, I obtained a nervous waffling to cover up my insecurities. Sometimes I keep it in check.
Most days my mind works faster than the rest of me and my mouth opens and out it spews in torrents. So quiet times of solitude are good but it’s almost like there are two people inside of me, one that wants to be around people and the other who wants to be left alone.
I appreciate others who are eccentric and quirky, it makes me smile. They also understand me and I don’t have to find the words to explain the way I am. I love that.
Perhaps it’s why this movie has always been one of my favourites …
subtle
on Jul 3rd, 2009
@ 14:44:
I don’t think it’s necessarily weird…you’ve just got certain routines and things you like. I think we all do
My grooming fetish – normally restricted to cleaning earwax and eye scum- has recently explanded to shaving our poodle. I don’t think he is too happy about it, but doing it makes me feet like everything is right with the world.
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vanimp
on Jul 4th, 2009
@ 00:21:
@subtle, Oh that poor poodle, hasn’t anyone evah told you running with scissors is dangerous :O
Rafi
on Jul 4th, 2009
@ 01:00:
I think the thing to remember – we all have a ‘quirk’ or two. Even the most normal looking person, or I should say the ‘most normal acting person’ has some quirk. Some do a better job of hiding their quirks, or their quirks are not as noticeable. But – our quirks are what make us who we are.
No quirks would lead to a very boring world.
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doubleknot
on Jul 5th, 2009
@ 01:09:
I absolutely cannot and will not get into a messy bed either. At hotels, I make the bed in the morning.
I also need my solitude. Lots of it.
You don’t sound so weird to me. Heh.
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