So, I feel like I always get tagged on these “tell us weird things about yourself” blogs. I’ve done it before. I’m even weird at the holidays. But lucky for you, fair readers, I have plenty of quirks to go around.
1. For six months in first grade, my name was Nicole. I had a first grade teacher who was super-anal. If she had two kids in her class with the same first name, the second one who registered had to go by their middle name. I registered second, so all of a sudden, my name was Nicole. Do you know how hard it is for a 6-year-old to just switch names. I got in trouble all the time because I was “ignoring” the teacher. While in reality, I was wondering, “Who is this Nicole person, and why doesn’t she answer?” Oh, and halfway through the school-year, the other Brandy moved. So I got to be Brandy again. By then, I was answering to Nicole. I believe I developed a split personality that year.
2. I can’t give blood. I mean, technically, I can, and have given blood. But I’m a “quick bleeder.” I can fill up those bags like there’s no tomorrow. But my poor body starts screaming “WAIT! We need that.” So then I have to lay down and breathe in a bag. And eat lots of cookies. It’s fabulous.
3. I can’t commit to shampoo. At any given moment, I will have no less than 5 kinds of shampoo in my shower. This one smells good. That one gives body. Those provide moisture. Deep conditioning. Silky smoothing. It’s ridiculous. I can’t even help myself. I need an intervention.
4. I can’t NOT finish a book. If I start a book, I have to finish it. It can drag on for months. But it will remain on my nightstand until it’s done. I’ll read a few pages every day. Even if it’s the most god-awful book on the history of the earth, I will finish it. It’s a sickness.
5. I made up a boyfriend once. This is less quirky than it is insane. I was a freshman in college, and I went out for ice cream with some new friends. They were ALL talking about their boyfriends, so I got a little self-conscious. And all of a sudden, I was talking about my boyfriend. The only thing was, I didn’t have a boyfriend. Never had one. But I just invented this guy. His name was John. He went to Lynchburg College. He was president of the Student Government Association (that’s why he couldn’t come visit often.) It was insane. I guess everyone just assumed we broke up (couldn’t do the long-distance thing). But most of those girls still don’t know I made John up. I hope they don’t read this blog.
6. I finger-spell words ALL THE TIME. I used to think this was some kind of precursor for a mental illness. But whenever I’m talking, or listening, I’m typing those words in my head. Sometimes I count how many letters were from each hand. And try to make them even. It’s sick.
Sometimes I count how many letters were from each hand. And try to make them even. It’s sick.
I use to have a similar quirk years ago. I had to force myself to not even things out. It was torture. Eventually I got over it, though time to time, I find myself doing it absentmindedly.
For the shampoo, could you maybe mix them together to form some sort of ultra-effective, body giving, color enhancing, moisturizing miracle blend?
And I love the making up a boyfriend. That’s classic.
Yeah, plus switching shampoos often is good for your hair.
i’m going to give blood tonight. they are giving away a free box of chocolate!
i hope Nicole and John are very happy together.
#4 I feel you on. Ive read some pretty awful books in my time, and the problem I have with reading anything is that I just cant put it down when it starts getting bad. Even if its stab in the eye with a fork awful and pointless.. I cant stop.. just because I figure at some point.. there’s a slim possibility its gonna get good…
This is also how I approached the majority of my dating life incidentally.
Typing words in your head … I predict someday you’ll be doing transcription from home while your little ones run around and torture each other.
You know, I have this thing where everything has to be even. I even chew the same amount (even number times) on both sides of my mouth. It’s sick and wrong and I can’t help it.
Ha ha ha! You made up a boyfriend! I’ve always joked about it and during my brother’s wedding reception was very close to doing it. I hope John is doing well these days.
And I’m with you on the shampoo thing. I have like 2-3 kinds in my shower at all times. And usually 15 bottles of conditioner because I run out of shampoo before conditioner. . . .it’s a vicious cycle.
Brandy…I’m with you on #3…I always have multiple types of shampoo in my shower. Not necessarily conditioner, but shampoo. I’m the same way with bodywash.
#6 made me think of the way I eat M&M’s: in even, colored pairs. I think this quirk just makes me a genius…as does yours.
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