The Six Weirdest Things About Me

Mimi tagged me and now I have to publicly admit that I'm weird. Don't worry, I'm generally a non-tagger so you're safe.

1. As a kid/teen, I had 3 reoccurring nightmares. They ALL involved running. It doesn't really sound that bad, but you should know that I'm frigthened of the game "tag". Sometimes, I run toward the person who's "it" just so I'd stop getting chased. To add on to this fear, I'm not a "strong runner". I can't run for speed or distance...basically, I am slow and tired a l l t h e t i m e (anyone who plays volleyball with me can confirm this).

2. I get obsessive about certain things. I'm going to list just a few of them.
a) My utensils cannot touch the counter.
b) I can't stand bare feet.
c) I get upset when people draw or poke holes in my erasers.
d) I only write with fine point pens.
e) I can't stand people jotting or scribbling on my paper.
f) Highlighters must have the right shade of yellow, proper transparency, must not smudge, and produce the right amount of liquid for the job.

3. In high school, we hung out in each other's basements quite frequently. Once in a while, we'd watch a movie. Sometimes, people would insist on watching scary movies. I get scared really easily (i.e. I got scared when Scary Movie 3 made FUN of The Ring). To avoid watching the movie, I'd force myself to go to sleep so I'd nap while everyone else enjoyed themselves.

4. I like TV shows that apparently only old people watch: Nash Bridges, JAG, North of 60, etc.

5. Unless otherwise required, I usually type my e-mails in lower case letters only and without any punctuation marks. I like the look of it.

6. I forget what it's called, but I have this "condition" that makes the bones in my feet super flexible. So everytime I walk, I land differently. The muscles and tendons have to compensate for the flexible movement of those bones. This, combined with poor biomechanics and high-impact sports, have resulted in partially torn tendons in the arch of my feet, inflammation of my Achilles tendons, and inflammation of tendons in my knees. I also frequently roll my ankles without hurting them.

Honourable mentions:
I'm 5'4 3/4" tall but my arm span is 5'9".
Sometimes, my mind can't decide which word to use so I often combine two (i.e. phone+call = cone)
It may be hard to believe, but I detest public speaking. To hide my nervousness, I pretend to be someone who enjoys and is good at it.