Many of you fellow bloggers have tagged me to do a lot of would you rather or This or That post or facts or award posts. But I wanted to do something different. So I am gonna go out there and put off some really wierd facts about me.
Well I do reckon everyone of us have a bit of a weirdness in them. We are all weird people in someway or the other. I can say it’s good to be weird than normal but I know its just a cover up. Wierd is hard, Normal is easy. I want to confess that I am super weird. I look pretty nice and normal but my mind doesn’t do normal. I have too many things about myself that are so so unrelatable.
Here are some :
It takes me a few seconds to recognise people face‘s even if they are the ones I see daily. I can’t even point at myself in a photograph in the first five second of staring at it. I would be worst at describing how someone look. I tried but I failed terribly. I guess I just don’t fancy looking at people much. I get confuse with people who are always together and I somehow start to find resembles between them. And this one is extra wierd when I am obbess with someone on TV or a movie personalities and have seen too much of them, I kind of see them in me.
I am super scared of animals. I just am. Maybe it’s a dog or a cat or a lizard or a fly or mosquitos or anything. Size doesn’t matters here. I have this fear that they will go mad and attack me. My fear is not all in my head, I was once attacked by a pigeon and Raven or a crow tried to pull my hair I was stupidly slapping it and running away and even a cutesy rabbit didn’t spare me, I was trying to feed it grass or some green thingy and it attacked my hand. So No Pet for me. I had goldfish once not one but 3 and it died all at once, it seriously broke my heart.
I love to gossip. I have this uncontrollable need to spread gossip. I am a busy body. If someone tells me a juicy secret I get so anxious I had to get it out. Coz of that friends don’t share secrets with me which I hate and I find some thing out way too later after everyone else. When this happens I really feel like crying it is that important to me. Sometimes my friendship is based on that so my friend are bit humble and take the risk. I know it’s bad and have cause too many fights but I can’t help it. But when it is bit serious I do behave but if it’s juicy stuff I just can’t .. I think I am just keen on adding some drama in my life.
I am obsess with celebrity couples. I am so passionately in love with it. I am self proclaimed champion of Who Dated Who. I am great at shipping and predicating couples and their break up. I have like 70% success rate. So that’s a talent.
I am super attached to things and super unattached to people. I love my stuff, be it my bags or shoes or toys etc etc if sometimes happens to them I get very sad and if someone wear my clothes, I get so anxious I never want to wear that piece of cloth any. But when it comes to people I am not that into them. I love to hang out and stuff and do follow all the good friend rules and I am a very responsible person but I never feel sad or happy for them. My friend once gave me this stuffy pikachu and I love it till date but I don’t even know where does that friend lives now .
I have a bit of a problem with people who swear a lot. I hate when people swear. I know I am young and I should love the freedom of expression. But people feel like they have swear to be cool it’s like smoking in older days when smoking was consider sexy. I know I am a grandma.
I never get bored being alone but I get easily bored when people are around I feel like trapped but I never get lonely when I am alone. When I am with a friend I enjoyed it for hour or so and then I terribly wish them to leave. I have this happy personal bubble. I am never doing nothing when I am alone, I get overactive, I do a lot of things and learn a lot of stuff, be it learning anew language or new skill I am up for it. Shoutout to YouTube, in general Internet for that.
I have very mild Pyromania. I love watching fire. Not on a normal level you should see my face it’s like a pure happy child. I don’t know what do I find amusing in that. But I swear it’s not that bad I won’t start fire for no reason just like watching it fascinates me but a bonfire on a cold night is the best thing in the world.
I have lucid dreams. I realise I am dreaming in my dreams. I can sometimes control my dreams and sometimes I just go in to abyss and wake up after. I like normal dreams though it’s more fun.
I am too positive. Everything I have is beautiful and the things I don’t have are super ugly and I don’t need them. I am very much content. I never ever get jealous. For me grapes are always sour. I am very sore loser the things I don’t get, instantly goes under the bad light for me. Maybe that’s kind of works for me coz I can’t handle failure it’s totally break me into pieces. I don’t have that passion to fight for something or burning desire for something. I do wish I find my calling Someday because being passionate about something is the most beautiful feeling in the world even more beautiful than love.
I turn into different person with every other person I am with. I guess I have too many different sides to myself. I think it’s more to do with person you are comfortable with. I can really talk the talk and super fun to be with if you get that side of me. I can’t explain it but when I am with someone I am one person and with someone else I go different and when I am alone thats another total different side of me. I am a mystery to myself. That sounded eccentric… yeah I am a narcissist.
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Thank you for reading.😊😊
So let me know some wierd fact of you guys or if some of you share mine that would be quite reassuring. I hope you people don’t think I am terrible human being which I am not I am nice and sweet but a bit of indifferent I guess.