Man, You're Weird.

I've realized lately that you really can't judge anyone, ever. Why? Because everyone you meet has some crazy character. Even the most seemingly shallow or composed people are weird as hell. Me? I'm an outright freak. I have enough character for a small family and their pets, but I would have never guessed that the "perfect" or "popular" girls that I used to judge are as off their rockers as I am. Everyone has things that only they do, typically referred to as "[insert your name here]-isms". Example: Sydney-isms/Syd-isms. These are some of the most fascinating things to me. I love hearing about different people's idiosyncratic tendencies, because no matter how well you know someone, they can always bust out with the weirdest shit you've ever heard of and say "What? I do it all the time..."

For example, my best friend rubs her nose on things. Like, it's her comfort thing. The first time she rubbed her nose on my shoulder, I about shat because I thought she was some kind of animal prepping me for a kill. She then told me that if she's comfortable enough with someone, she'll rub her nose on them. The weirdest part? I do it now. I'm a total nuzzler. Also, she's still got her baby blanket. I'm sure at one point it was a very full, very pretty blanket, but at this point it just looks like a fuzzy g-string. But that's what makes her, her. <<<(I have no idea how to punctuate that sentence) After re-reading this, I have made my best friend sound like a complete freak/shut-in. The freak part is true, shut-in isn't.

My "isms" are a little different, and, since I'm conceited, I may as well go ahead and list a few out because I know all 6 of my readers are interested.

Like a true theatre kid, when I get in the car, I pretend I'm in a musical. This isn't like once in a while. It's literally every single time. Default songs? "Gimme Gimme", "How the Other Half Lives", and "I Turned the Corner" from Thoroughly Modern Millie, "Amazing Mayzie" from Seussical, "The I Love You Song" from The 25th Annual Putnam County Spelling Bee.... I could go on for days. But I get really into it. Like, I do the tap dancing parts with my hands on the steering wheel. It's a little bit embarrassing. My favorite part, though, is that the windows in my car aren't tinted, so everyone can watch a live show from their car. As creeped out as I should be by people looking in my car, watching me gettin' it, I'm too busy being on Broadway to care. I'm a star, thank you very much.

Another thing... before I hang out with someone, no matter who it is, I plan out whatever we're going to talk about. Even with some of my best friends, I get incredibly anxious and wonder what in the world we're going to say to each other. We never end up talking about the things I think we're going to, but part of me gets nervous that there's going to be nothing to say to each other. On the first couple dates with my boyfriend, I put conversation topics in my phone just in case, even though, with him (and the rest of the people I do this with) conversation comes incredibly easily. It so weird to me.

I love people watching. That's a normal one, I think, but I make up some highly unrealistic stories about the unfortunate souls I watch. Case and point: I saw a guy at the airport (my favorite people watching place) and I determined that his wife just left him because he neglected to tell her that he was born a woman, and he was moving to another state because of it. I wish I was normal.

This is another one I picked up from my best friend. If I'm laying next to someone, my feet have to touch theirs. I hate feet more than anything. I wont touch anyone's feet with my hands, nor will I let people touch my feet, which is why this one is a little odd. It's a comfort thing for me now. Try it sometime.

This may be my most boring blog post yet, but I'm going to shoot a little higher next time. Everyone have a great day!!

-Sydney