Weird things about you.

People around me tend to find my shoes weird;
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something weird about me.... hmmm.... I think anyone here could answer that for me.
 
I sometimes become terribly uncomfortable about my neck and wrists being exposed. Like an irrational fear they'll become susceptible to slashing and bleed out.
 
A lot of times I find small and subtle things to laugh about. I also usually get jokes about 2 seconds before everyone else, so I'll be the only one laughing for like a second
 
When no-one's around, my hand is down my shorts most of the time. For comfort.
I talk to myself and characters made up by me sometimes.

yes and yes for me too.
 
Sometimes when I am bored walking down the street, I like to think "what would I do if a zombie outbreak happened right now?"
 
Sometimes when I am bored walking down the street, I like to think "what would I do if a zombie outbreak happened right now?"

I always immagine like a covenant attack on my city a la Halo. I always think about where I would go/how I would Survive/How I would fight.
 
I can play tunes on my cheeks :D and most of my joints are double jointed and crack when I move..
 
Sometimes when I am bored walking down the street, I like to think "what would I do if a zombie outbreak happened right now?"

...doesn't everyone? I also do sudden thermonuclear attack, invasion by aliens and foreign invasions.
 
I make lots of sound effects, especially in public with friends.
I am very good at them, especially Half-Life related sound effects.

People get creeped out and confused as to where they are coming from.
My favorite is to do them at school Mass. I hate mass, and when the priest is giving his sermon I like to make zombine and antlion noises, barely opening my mouth.

It gets the teachers really mad, especially since they don't know it's me because I have a straight face.
 
Man we are an odd bunch :D

It's one of the things I like about humanity.

:( once we create our "perfect" modified race that can't have these weird qwirks anymore.
 
People are by far the weirdest animals on earth.
 
I like eating tons of burritos to see how gassy I can get.:|
 
I suck in my cheeks and bite down on the inner fleshy part. I have scar tissue along the inside of each cheek from doing this for years.

I bite my nails excessively.

I regularly check to see if my front teeth are getting loose, I'm afraid of them falling out for some reason.

I count everything and look for patterns in everything. Two steps per sidewalk square, always stepping in a chess-knight pattern on tiled floors, watching if objects in the background overlap in time to music or my steps, and so forth. I count the steps when I walk up and down my stairs at home. I've lived here for over twelve years, and I do it every god damn time. Fourteen stairs, by the way. And the second last one is the creakiest, while the last one is silent.

Also I've long since memorized the creaks that my stairs make. I can tell whether a person is going up or down the stairs based, which stair they're on, sometimes which side of the stair they're on. It's also become like a soundtrack for me when I walk up or down the stairs.

Whenever there's a little toy thing nearby, like a plane, or an action figure, I'll play with it. It'll fly around or walk along my desk, and I'll develop a story for it, and speak for the toy and any other non-present toy friends it has. I do this out loud too. Doing it with micro machines and army men is the best.
 
I bite my nails excessively.
I stopped doing this years ago.

I count everything and look for patterns in everything. Two steps per sidewalk square, always stepping in a chess-knight pattern on tiled floors, watching if objects in the background o
Whenever there's a little toy thing nearby, like a plane, or an action figure, I'll play with it. It'll fly around or walk along my desk, and I'll develop a story for it, and speak for the toy and any other non-present toy friends it has. I do this out loud too. Doing it with micro machines and army men is the best.

:LOL:

Anyway, continuing my previous post, I try to pull a al-nighter almost every day, but 94% of the time, I end up getting tired and going to bed.

I always get these writing streaks at about 10pm.

I tend to always organise things on my desk and well, everywhere. There was this one time when I was just organising stuff in the fridge and I seriously freaked out when I understood what I was doing.

I always juggle between atleast 9 sites.

Whenever I uninstall a game, I always instantly want to play it, however bad it was.
 
When I am wearing corduroys I notice when my head is blank i'll pick little trheads pieces of the thread from the pants and ball them up and keep rolling them on the tips of my index finger and thumb.
 
:D! Mine are jade green and each have a hole on where the fabric meets the sole. They also are probably not the most effective shoes, as stepping on a pebble is enough to take me out. And if it's raining, my feet get soaked and cold.

But I'm pretty sure they're the source of all my superpowers, so I'm willing to make some sacrifices.

Haha, that's exactly where the hole in mine is. Oh we are silly.

halo girls i meet you asl. include pic k bye .

In all seriousness, that's pretty cool.
I make lots of sound effects, especially in public with friends.
I am very good at them, especially Half-Life related sound effects.

People get creeped out and confused as to where they are coming from.
My favorite is to do them at school Mass. I hate mass, and when the priest is giving his sermon I like to make zombine and antlion noises, barely opening my mouth.

It gets the teachers really mad, especially since they don't know it's me because I have a straight face.

Bwahah. My lady friend's the same way. Wish I could do the same.
 
I sometimes become terribly uncomfortable about my neck and wrists being exposed. Like an irrational fear they'll become susceptible to slashing and bleed out.

Ah, not so much my neck, but I'm similar. Both my wrists and abdomen are areas I sometimes feel I must cover up. I'll usually just hug myself or curl up if I feel as if either of those two areas are too exposed.
 
I suck in my cheeks and bite down on the inner fleshy part. I have scar tissue along the inside of each cheek from doing this for years.

I bite my nails excessively.

I regularly check to see if my front teeth are getting loose, I'm afraid of them falling out for some reason.

I count everything and look for patterns in everything. Two steps per sidewalk square, always stepping in a chess-knight pattern on tiled floors, watching if objects in the background overlap in time to music or my steps, and so forth. I count the steps when I walk up and down my stairs at home. I've lived here for over twelve years, and I do it every god damn time. Fourteen stairs, by the way. And the second last one is the creakiest, while the last one is silent.

Also I've long since memorized the creaks that my stairs make. I can tell whether a person is going up or down the stairs based, which stair they're on, sometimes which side of the stair they're on. It's also become like a soundtrack for me when I walk up or down the stairs.

Whenever there's a little toy thing nearby, like a plane, or an action figure, I'll play with it. It'll fly around or walk along my desk, and I'll develop a story for it, and speak for the toy and any other non-present toy friends it has. I do this out loud too. Doing it with micro machines and army men is the best.

To continue:

I also make sound effects for all the battle/crash/stealth sequences that my micro machine army dudes go through. EVERYONE SHUT UP IT'S AWESOME

I have trouble looking people in the eyes. I always stare off at some other object, only glancing at their eyes occasionally. Usually it's just me feeling uncomfortable.

Unless something is stupidly funny, I won't laugh if I'm "alone". I use the term loosely because I can still feel as if I'm alone even if other people are in the room. I guess it has more to do with the presence of an emotional bond than the presence of another person. For instance, I won't laugh at Futurama if I'm alone or sitting with my brother or something, but I will if I imagine myself with certain people, and them laughing along with me.

When I'm walking down the sidewalk on a street, I have this bizarre "game" I play compulsively. Basically, any grassy boulevards are "walls" and all concrete driveways that reach the street are "doorways". I watch cars driving down the street in the opposite direction I'm walking in, and I try to time my walking so that when the car gets within a certain range, it won't be able to "see" me because the boulevard "walls" are in the way, and thus it can't "shoot" me with its headlights through the "doorways". I somehow made this game up in grade three or four, and I've never been able to stop since.
 
Ah, those games. I don't remeber doing anything like that recently, but then avgain, I haven't been outside much recently.
 
I make equations out of addresses and license plates, I have insomnia, paranoia, and I react poorly to loud noises.
 
I make puzzles out of numbers I see on licence plates.
I make puzzles out of the letters on a qwerty keyboard.
I have OCD.
I have persecution complex and so I don't take criticism well.
I talk to myself.
 
This thread is brilliant.

Also, Stigmata: You're right. It IS awesome.
 
On Stiggy's toy sound-effecting. I don't know if any of you guys have heard of Tehnic Men?
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I do the sound effects and stuff with one of those. Amazingly malleable I act him out doing stunts and stuff, and my desk is a sort of battleground for him and his lego technic weapons. Unfortunately my one has lost his feet, but I don't care 'cuz they just got in the way anyway. Arguably my favourite non-electronic toy ever.

EDIT: Also somewhere I have one in purple with what looks like borg technology on his eye (he looks badass) but I can't find him :(. He was always the bad-guy in my games.
 
I also think about what I would do if a zombie outbreak happened. But it's constantly.

I pick at my head a lot also, and behind my ears.
 
On Stiggy's toy sound-effecting. I don't know if any of you guys have heard of Tehnic Men?
180px-Lego_Technic_man.jpg

I do the sound effects and stuff with one of those. Amazingly malleable I act him out doing stunts and stuff, and my desk is a sort of battleground for him and his lego technic weapons. Unfortunately my one has lost his feet, but I don't care 'cuz they just got in the way anyway. Arguably my favourite non-electronic toy ever.

EDIT: Also somewhere I have one in purple with what looks like borg technology on his eye (he looks badass) but I can't find him :(. He was always the bad-guy in my games.

Oh god, I have that. :D And the borg! :D :D And the fighting machine thingy! :D :D :D



I devise makeshift weapons like water gun flamethrowers, LPG powered BB guns, etc, and then go out and make them.
I contradict myself all the time. Or, at least, many times.
I sometimes try to predict every single situation that the currrent situation could evolve into, and try to get prepared.
 
I start things but never finish them:

Things I've started, got half way through, and stopped for no reason.

Half Life movie
Story about some alien Empire
Nature documentary about said alien planet above
WW3 3d movie
WW3 mod that continues from said movie above
3d city
bunch of other stuff.

<sigh>, I'm so lazy.
 
I'm unusually intelligent, you can tell I'm smart because I'm an Athiest.:)
 
I can do that weird elbow thing where you pop them, but someone told me it's bad for your health, so I stopped.
 
It's 01:20 in the morning, so I haven't read the whole thread.

What are they.

I chew the insides of my cheeks.
When no-one's around, my hand is down my shorts most of the time. For comfort.
I talk to myself and characters made up by me sometimes.

Yeah, I chew my cheeks too. Groser still, I pick my lips. I've tried stopping, but they just go really flaky after a couple of days, then I do it without realising. Gross.

I talk to myself as well, lively, animated conversations like. I'm not actually sure if it's aloud or not, I think a sort of mutter under my breath. Most of the interesting conversations I have are with myself. I also explain or recount things to myself, as though I was talking to a friend or just a random uninformed person.

I think and daydream best when I'm walking. I used to spend playtimes at primary school walking round the playground with by head down, daydreaming. It doesn't happen much these days, sadly, but sometimes I'll find myself walking around the kitchen table for anywhere from a few minutes to an hour, muttering to myself.

Then there's those facial ticks. I won't bother describing them all, but they tend to happen a lot more when I'm on my own. I'm not sure whether other people notice them or not.

And when I read I sort of mouth/mutter the words to myself, but I stutter them for some reason. Always happened, don't know why. I tend to get caught on sentences near the ends of chapters.

When I'm sat somewhere, I tend to chew things. Pretty much everything at the desk here has been chewed at one point. Lets see, there's a Power Ranger, bits of a lightshade (wtf?), my friend's iPod shuffle, a snail made out of salt-dough (delicious salt-dough), 3 flash drives, and a load of stuff that's since disappeared, including a sycamore seed and an eyeliner pen.

Oh, and don't forget all those other things I can't remember right now.
 
I do the same thing with the lips (ALL THE TIME, I'm doing it as I type this), I even do it while I'm talking to people, I've never been asked why, and no ones ever said anything about it.. My lips get flaky, then I just bite the skin right off, I just spit out the skin after I bite it off, so no harm done, I've done it all my life, and I've never had a lip-related problem, so there nothing bad about doing it, besides the odd time where I bite too much and then start bleeding, but it goes away in 5 minutes, so not a big deal.. Another good thing is that I never get chapped lips.. Oh yea, I also use my hands to push my lips inward to bite the skin on the outside edge of my lip.
 
I'm a sleepwalker, and I talk about random shit that has completely no sense while sleepwalking. In the morning I don't remember a single thing. My roomies usually tell me what i did because it's often pretty loud. One time I removed a painting from the wall amd leaned it against the bed. Another time i got up, sat in front of a turned-off PC, clicked few times, raved for a while and bot back to the bed.

It happens commonly. And when I hear what i was doing or talking about I am always astonished like hell.
 
I have trouble looking people in the eyes. I always stare off at some other object, only glancing at their eyes occasionally. Usually it's just me feeling uncomfortable.

Me too :(

Also, I never feel like doing anything. Like, a friend will call and say "hey wanna do x activity?" And I will always feel like saying "NO LEAVE ME ALONE DAMMIT."
Most of the time I resist saying that and go out and have an OK time, but I always get that feeling.

Also also, exact same lip biting thing as Dog--
 
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