"Nooooo...you're quirky. Quirky and weird are...two very different things."
I have officially decided I'm quirky! It's not that I am quirky on purpose mind you, it just happened one day out of the blue...I was walking around in a perfectly happy state of normalcy when all of a sudden WHAM I get hit by a huge wave of quirkiness and it has stuck with me ever since.
One way I am quirky is in regards to my obsessive compulsiveness. I have several friends who refer to me as Monkette sister of the obsessive compulsive detective Monk. It is also very fitting that I received a season of Monk on dvd for Christmas. I have been paying closer attention to this recently and have come up with the following list of quirky things I do:
--I like things to be closed. When I walk into a room with cupboards or drawers open I will always close them before I do anything else.
--I hate dirty white boards/chalk boards. Whenever I am in a class and the teacher only erases part of a word or leaves even a tiny speck of marker/chalk it takes all my willpower to keep me in my seat...all I want to do is walk up and erase it for them.
--I have issues with the following numbers: 6, 16, 21, 35, 41, and 45. I have no idea why, but I really don't like these numbers. I'll do just about everything to avoid using these numbers.
--When I go to bed I always have to lay on my right side first.
--It drives me nuts when a light is left on in a room that is empty.
Well, I have decided to embrace my quirkiness...and whether you be weird or quirky I think you should do the same! Repeat after me: "I glory in my eccentricities! I am proud of my strangeness! I am ME!" Doesn't that feel great!!
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