A. List seven habits/quirks/facts about yourself.
B. Tag seven people to do the same.
C. Do not tag the person who tagged you or say that you tag "whoever wants to do it."
I will not say 'whoever wants to do it do it,' in those words, but I will say 'I don't really do the tagging game.' If you want to be tagged, tell me in the comments and I'll add you to the tag list. You can still feel special!
1) I will start singing/humming randomly, and not know I’m doing it. In 8th grade I was sitting in class and the teacher was playing music. A few minutes later it was off and the class was acting up. She looked up and asked, “Did I leave the music on?” After a second she looked at me and I froze. I realised I had been humming. She just laughed at me. I loved my English teacher. :P
2) I decorate my room with really strange things. I have four posters, a calendar and some cards, yes, but I also have two T-shirts, a pair of jeans, a flag and some extra material pinned up to my room. One shirt is a rainbow with “Live Happily Ever Now;” the other is the football/soccer jersey I fractured my hip in, deemed my “lucky jersey.” The jeans broke Fresher’s Week of Fresher Year and I’ve had people draw on them in Sharpie. They also have a Happy Birthday to Minerva McGonagall. The flag and material are rainbow. :D
3) I LOVE rainbow. I feel that I am incredibly lucky to have turned out gay, ‘cause I’ve loved rainbow since before I can remember. When I first got my own room Da asked me what I wanted painted above my door and I decided on a rainbow coming from a golden pot. I just love how the colours come together, and since I was a child I’ve enjoyed blurring my sight just-so to watch the colours come together.
4) Harry Potter Fandom: I’m taken as a Hermione a lot. I twig it. I’m a perfectionist, I care too much about school, I’ve got the brown bushy hair and occasional tart-tongued feature going on. However, people who have met the real me, when I’m not plagued by anxiety and insecurities (about school), know that I’m really a Luna through and through. I may not BELIEVE in the fantastical creatures (I’m in science, after all), but I do contemplate them and speak on them enough that people realise they’re an important part of my life. I am staring at my Unicorn poster right above my computer right now. I have faith in people and connecting with beings - Homo sapiens or no. I believe there are more important things in life than what a lot of people shoot for much of the time. I'm not good at being anyone but myself, even if it's to my detriment. I was bullied similarly when I was 11-13. I regret that I tried to change myself for a few years and am thankful to have ended right back where I started, just more capable of working through the problems.
5) My sleep schedule is different. I used to say ‘wrong,’ because apparently I was big on judging myself for it, but I’m going to stop that. It’s different. I prefer staying up late into the night, going to sleep in the early morning and sleeping until the beginning of the afternoon. My mind also prefers all-nighters to get things done, whether right before the deadline or in advance.
6) I’ve been writing since before I could remember. I know I had notebooks filled with stories that I hid somewhere so no one would find them...but then I couldn’t either. My novels then featured many of the same things as they do now: forests, trees, rainbows, unicorns, music, friends, animals, natural things, adventures, etc. My imagination hasn’t changed as much as I previously believed. Perhaps I’ve just grown more in touch with my prior self. Who knows!
7) I’m not sure where I want to end up in life. I’m alright with that. I love science, I love words, I love nature and communication. I love love and living in communal places. I love shopping for cheap, second-hand things and not spending much money. I love moving around from time to time and keeping track of what I observe in notebooks. I love freedom. I think those loves will guide me well enough; I trust them. But I don’t have a 10-year plan, or a 20-year plan, or anything else. I know some day I’ll need another hip replacement or two. I know that someday I’ll probably want to settle. Beyond that, don’t know, and I’ll figure it out as I go!