Hell's bells...
I don't consider myself eccentric, but after reading a few of the self-indulgent posts and finding myself sympathising with them I thought I should join in and post about myself too. What laughs...

Lookwise I'm not too bad. My hair reaches my knees and I dress mostly in bright green but I see that as just being colourful and happy.

When I was wee I used to lie about things, such as telling my parent's friends I would be having major operations soon. I also used to believe that blowing on my hands would blow the germs away, but they had to be even- couldn't blow on one more than the other. Mum put a stop to that.

In my head sometimes my thoughts seemingly go round and round and even though I try really hard, I can never stop the spinning. That's very annoying that is...

Now my imagination has expanded rapidly and my favourite hobby is daydreaming. I can happily sit on trains for hoooours and love it. I zone out all the time, even when I'm talking. It's especially bad when I'm on my own, or very lost in my thoughts, as I find myself starting to act out what I'm imagining. Pulling faces (smiling when I imagine I'm smiling and so forth) is just the beginning.

For instance, one minute I can be having a shower dreaming what would happen if I ever went back to ancient Egypt and the next thing I know I'm showing the Pharoah how shampoo works, picking up bottles and muttering what I imagine I'm saying. It can be a wee while before I realise and stop.

I'm as normal as anyone else though.
( vix0r was not Matthew on, Thu 6 Nov 2008, 0:59, 1 reply)

With you on the daydreaming
I love just being able to sit there for ages, in my own little world in my head, with everything being exactly as the way it should compared to the real one... I do get some funny looks though when I start mouthing things that are being said in my head.
(Potty Jag har smör i min rumpspringa, Thu 6 Nov 2008, 9:14, closed)