My eyes are two different colors. My pupils are two different sizes. I wear contact lenses to hide this (and to see clearly). It's distracting to people who are trying to talk to me if I don't put the lenses in.
I can write upside down and backwards with either hand.
I can't stand feet either. I even have trouble picking up my son's socks. Ewwwweeewww!!!
Where it\'s too hot in the summer and too cold in the winter
I'm scared of marionettes. (I know I can't spell that correctly). Their mouths give me the creeps.
I CANNOT touch popsicle sticks. Ever. I have to wrap the wrapper of the popsicle around the stick and I can't bite the stick either. My boyfriend finds this fascinating, and will try to poke me with popsicle sticks for hours.
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But if you really want another weird fact...I have enormous hands that I hate. I'm the only girl I've ever met who can palm a basketball.<HR></BLOCKQUOTE>
I have no depth perception... or, at least, not "normal" depth perception. I had esotropia (one eye turning in) as a baby and had surgery to correct it, but I never developed binocular vision, hence no depth perception.
I actually only "see" out of one eye at a time... the other one is just kind of peripheral vision. I can switch back and forth at will, and whichever one I'm not looking out of, the pupil is just a titch higher...so when I switch back and forth, the pupils go up and down independently. It's my stupid human trick and was the source of endless entertainment among drunk people when I was in college. http://chronicleforums.com/groupee_c...on_biggrin.gif
I also go around talking to myself a lot. I remember my mother doing this when I was a child. I'd say "what" and she would say "just talking to myself." My daughter does this too. I have had at least one roomate and a former SO who picked up the same habit after being around me for a significant amount of time. http://chronicleforums.com/groupee_c...on_biggrin.gif
I hate styrafoam. Anyone saying that word gives me goosebumps. If I see anyone touch styraphoam or even worse, hear the sound of it, I instantly start gagging.<HR></BLOCKQUOTE>
I'm sorry but I can't help myself from uncontraollably giggling. Reading that, I pictured someone touching styrafoam and starting to gag and ahhh that is just too funny. No offense to you of course it was just one of those unexpected funny things, ok im going to stop.
As for meeeeee....
I have my tongue peirced.
I am deathly afraid of trains.
I say "What time it is?" instead of "What time is it?" I have tried and just can't say it right.
I can walk, trot, canter, and jump on all fours.
When I was really little, I used to eat butter out of the tub. (Makes me gag thinking about it now)
I used to have an imaginary dog named Shep.
There is so much more but I will end it here. http://chronicleforums.com/images/cu...milies/lol.gif
<BLOCKQUOTE class="ip-ubbcode-quote"><font size="-1">quote:</font><HR>Originally posted by Kels:
EWWWWWWWWW LINDA ME TOO!!!!!!!
I am terrified of bridges, clowns, and heights...Lots of other things too.
I've had mono 4 times, I had my tonsils out last winter and THEY ARE GROWING BACK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I used to eat uncooked oatmeal too!!!
I'd rather speak Spanish than English.
Hmm...Lots of other stuff but I can't think right now!!
I was at the nail place a while ago, and they did a pedicure on someone and left a big ole rind of toenail just laying on the floor. I thought I was gonna lose it, I had to ask them to pick it up and throw it away. ICK!
I had my tonsils out too, about four years ago, knock on wood they aren't back! How miserable, growing the dang things back.
People picking at stuff (loose skin, sores, zits) grosses me out beyond belief, too. In fact, any mention of "dead skin" and I'm outta there. EWWWWWW.
I am a coffee addict. I drink a whole pot in the morning (STRONG, too, the Italian stuff), but make it super light with milk and put three tablespoons of sugar in each cup. Then I go to Coffee Bean twice a day, and have two large Dark brews, both super light and each with 15 packets of sugar in them. http://chronicleforums.com/groupee_c...s/icon_eek.gif
I'm scared of dolls, and I'm scared of the dark. I won't look in a mirror when the room is dark, I saw Candyman and it scarred me for life.
I used to eat raw hamburger when I was a kid, I'd steal it when my mom was making burgers and eat it by the handful.
I also used to eat Jello mix by the box, by dipping my fingers in, licking them, and re-dipping.
Wear a smile, have friends.
Wear a frown, have wrinkles.
You can't have everything. Where would you put it all?