These Boots Are Made For...

May 17, 2007 17:35

I've started to notice that I don't do walks like a normal person. Here is a list of things that can (and usually do) happen when I'm walking somewhere.

  • I'll start skipping
  • I jump onto the curb
  • I use the side of the street as a balance beam and proceed to be a gymnast
  • I'll sing
  • I'll dance
  • I'll sing and dance
  • If hungover, I'll recall the night before and just mutter loudly to myself 'No, No, No' over and over while clenching my fists
  • I'll tell myself to shut up if thinking about something embarrassing or silly
  • If listening to certain songs, I will start to strut across campus
  • I'll play eyeball games with myself, thus making myself look a tad crazy
  • In crowds I'll start to dance around people like a ballerina
  • Depending on my mood I sometimes wait by a door for someone else to open it so I don't have to touch it
  • If crossing a road, I will not walk I'll run and squeal
  • Just generally talk to myself without realizing.
All these points have been gradually getting worse. That other day I realized I was waving my arms in the air and telling myself I want to fly. I quickly stopped and hurried off. I hope for my sake I don't do these outside a mental institution as I can see myself sectioned.

random, life, craziness

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