I feel like the term “weird” is being thrown around a lot lately. I use it a lot to describe myself. It’s become a hip thing to say, “I’m weird” or “you’re weird”. Similarly there’s the “I’m bad at math” or “I suck at cooking” brags. I think it’s awesome that people are willing to reveal their negatives and joke about it, but does everything you think is weird really qualify as weird? As a grown, 28 year old straight male, I’ve been thinking about some really weird shit lately 🙂 .
The other day I was watching an interview and it suddenly crossed my mind that my cousins never let me paint their nails. It hurt me a little bit. I thought to myself, why didn’t they ever let me do it?. Did they think I’ll screw it up? I mean, my hands had the precision of automated-computer-chip-manufacturing-machines(I might have a little Parkinson’s now). I used to do Yoga like a pro. No one could beat me at dodge ball (this rant right here, qualifies as weird).
Unfortunately, I can’t reveal all my weirdness here because I’m paranoid about my sister reading this blog anonymously. WordPress says there’s a lot of traffic to this blog from the country where she’s at. I love her, but she’s a little unstable.