Okay, so I know I’m an adult now and I have to do adult things, buuuut… I’m still really a dork at heart. It makes life hard. It’s something I try to hide, but it’s a big part of me.
I’m not a normal person. I wish I was.
I get embarrassed really easily and a lot of the time I’m the one doing stupid stuff that embarrasses me. Yes, you read that right. I embarrass myself. Like a lot.
It actually makes me a really quiet person to be around unless you know me really well and I’m super comfortable with you. A lot of people think I’m shy, but I’m really just trying not to say or do something stupid in front of regular people.
Funny story (haha not really): when I was younger, like in middle school? I didn’t care at all what people thought. I was just gonna do my thing and if they stared, then they stared.
But as I’ve gotten older, somethin’ happened and I got awkward. I think most people would call it puberty. (I’m not going anywhere near that subject. Like at all.)
Here’s some of the awkward things that I do that I think most people can relate to. At least I hope so! haha nervous laughter
So maybe this one isn’t all that relatable… but yeah.. umm… I do baby talk.
It’s really not as weird as it sounds, I promise.
But like with pets and stuffed animals (that’s a whole other topic!) and with special people… How can you not do baby talk?! I can’t help myself.
I briefly talked about this one in my “5 Stupid Things I Do Regularly” post. But I’ll cover it again. I cannot make phone calls. Video calls?! Don’t even think about it! There’s just no way! There’s really only one person who can get away with it. Cause of course, there’s always one exception to every rule 😉 But for everyone else? Forget it. I will hang up the phone. Or let it go to voice mail. I’m really not the person you should call in an emergency…
Talking to strangers.
I umm… I can’t… I was always taught not to talk to strangers and it kinda stuck.
I’m one of those people who likes to mind my own business and I happen to think that others should too.
It makes it difficult to get to know me. Oops.
I used to be kinda OCD. I can share, but not food things. Like if I have fries, I’ll share them no problem. But if you want water and I’m the one with the water bottle. You can have it. I don’t want it back. I can’t. It’s gross to me. I can’t even do it with my family. And sharing utensils?! Nooooooo thank you.
So why have I put this strange information on the internet for all to see? That’s a great question…