So, a friend tagged me to do this meme a while ago. I think it was like
three weeks ago. I always meant to do it but never got around to it
(see #4 below).
***Basic Rules: The first player of
this "game" starts with the topic "5 weird habits of yours" and people
who get tagged need to write an LJ entry about their 5 quirky habits as
well as state this rule clearly. In the end, you need to choose the
next 5 people to be tagged and list their names.***
1) Occasionally I mix up words when I’m trying to say something. This
happens when I’m not paying attention while speaking or looking at
something that drags my attention away for a second. For instance,
today I told a friend that I was “enjoying my classes for tonight” when
I meant to say “for the semester”. Another good example happened this
summer when I was studying in Scotland, and I don’t really have a good
explanation for it. I meant to say, “Cindy already had breakfast,” but
I actually said something like, “Cinda went home last night.” The
funniest part was that I didn’t even say her name right.
2) I have a habit of forgetting where I’m going while driving. Some of
you may have witnessed this first hand at some point. Maybe you asked
me to take you somewhere. Or maybe I was going somewhere with you like,
say, Subway. So we’re driving there, having agreed, just minutes ago,
to eat at Subway, and I just happily keep driving past it. You say,
“Mike? Subway? Mike! Subway!!?!??!!” The problem is there are only a
few places to drive to in Greencastle, and sometimes I just
automatically drive to any random one, like Walmart. It’s not happened
as much this year, but it has happened.
3) I tend to take long showers. It’s better than it used to be, but
sometimes it’s still problematic. I just get in there and start
thinking under the delightfully steamy stream of water and I lose track
of time. I wish I didn’t though, because people find it annoying when
they have to wait, and I also don’t like wasting all that water.
4) I procrastinate. I put things off like replying to emails, thank you
letters, and LJ updates. For instance, a couple friends I met while in
Scotland emailed me last semester and I haven’t replied yet. I feel
horrible about it. Don’t take this the wrong way though. It’s not
because I don’t want to do it. I think the problem is that I really
want to do a good job at it, so I try to wait until I have the time and
the right mindset to do that. Unfortunately, it’s rarely convenient
like that.
5) The last one is a little hard to explain completely. It’s also hard
to say because it makes it sound like I have OCD, which it might be,
but it’s just minor if it is. Sometimes I twitch or tap parts of my
body together because it feels right. Like, occasionally, when I’m just
sitting around or whatever and part of my body, usually a finger or
foot, inadvertently comes into contact with something, I feel like I
have to tap the complementary appendage on the other side of my body to
make things “balanced.” Or, if I flex my big toe once, things feel just
a little “unbalanced” and I have to do the same with the other to
correct things. It’s some kind of body symmetry thing. It happens more
when I’m anxious.
Yeah, I know this one is kind of weird, but it’s never gotten in the
way and it only happens sometimes. So, don’t worry about me.
So, I need to tag 5 others. How about:
kelsietrpt,
mydamonian,
rocks_in_riots,
dpubassguy, and
kneenee In other news, I’ll just go ahead and mention that my bike got stolen
on Friday. I went in to class at Asbury at 2:15 and when I got out at
3:15 it was gone. I’m pretty bummed about it. It’s not the end of the
world or anything, but it’s a real inconvenience and I’ve gotta say my
feelings are a little hurt. Bikes aren’t cheap! And I really liked
having it around. I could get anywhere on campus in a minute or so. It
was fun, too!
Yes, I should have locked it up, but it was the middle of the day and
there were other bikes there that weren’t locked. Whatever. I reported
it to campus security, but I’m sure it’s gone forever.
Mikey’s Bikey will be missed.