Friday, March 8, 2013

Kelsey Quirks

I am, admittedly, full of weird quirks. I mentioned yesterday that I had plans with Bridget to get my first croissant ever, and it got me thinking about other weird things about myself, and I finally concluded that there are way too many, and way too many embarrassing ones that I am not willing to share. However, there are a few that I will.

1. Until recently, I have never had a croissant.  Which, might sound a little weird.  But, I'm allergic to all the nuts and a million other weird things, so I have spent the past 20 years of my life avoiding anything that might maybe have nuts.  And things from a bakery? They basically give me nightmares. But, since I've been in college I've gotten better about trying new things and at this point, I'm ready to conquer the bakery.  Especially because, though I've never had one, I've been craving a croissant for weeks now.

2. I refuse to eat spaghetti.  I have a very clear recollection of being about 10 years old and declaring to my parents that I do not like spaghetti.  And I stand by that assertion.  I haven't eaten it in almost 11 years now.  Don't get me wrong, I eat pasta, but there's something about spaghetti that I just can't stomach.  It doesn't hold the sauce and its slimy and hard to pick up with a fork and its just...gross.

3. I have an irrational fear of dinosaurs.  Ha. Ha. I know. They're extinct. But their bones are still all over museums and the dinosaur ride at The Animal Kingdom in Disney made me cry. 2 years ago. I don't know what it is but they are absolutely horrifying and I am so glad those monsters went extinct.

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4. I cannot cut to save my life.  Neither with scissors or a knife.  Apparently, in kindergarten they test this kind of thing and my results were alarming.  The teacher told my mom to work with me on using scissors and cutting straight lines, but Cheryl disregarded it as my teacher being a loon, and lo and behold, I can't cut.  I mean, I can, but not well.

5. Until I was roughly 14, I physically struggled to ride escalators.  Like I had to hold someone's hand.  I'm like 99% sure I fell down one as a child and that's where the fear came from, but at this point I'm not sure it really happened.  All I know is that I still get really awkward and hesitant when riding down an escalator.

There's definitely plenty more, but these are the biggest abnormalities I have.  But honestly, if this is the worst of it, I think I've done pretty well for myself.

2 comments:

  1. oh man this is great. I love hearing about people's quirks. I'm pretty sure my grandma has a similar thing to your number 5. And I'm actually a really bad cutter as well and it was someting my first grade teacher mentioned to my mom but i'm pretty sure it's because I'm left handed.
    Keep bein' quirky and bein' you.

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