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I make magician-type hand/finger motions as I approach automatic doors to "make" them open.

Sometimes I make a soft voiced-whistle "raygun" sound when I do so.

I still do this at more than 40 years old.

I do that too! I don't know where it started though

Now THAT'S artists block. I know how you feel, I'm like that with dance. If I can't get a move exactly right or if I need to choreograph a small section and I've got "dancer's block", it drives me mad. Nothing looks right and I end up throwing a wobbly and storming off. I'm very passionate when it comes to dance and I set myself (and others) very high standards that no one can live up to. I hate seeing anyone who can't dance think they can. I'm the worlds biggest critic!


Also, when I'm bored, I start running through dance routines in my head and look down to see that I'm actually marking it through with my feet. Very embarrasing whilst in a bus queue or english exam. My boyfriend says I even dance and twitch in my sleep.

I get bored very easily too. Whenever I'm writing a straight forward essay I always manage to go off on one. For example, in the creative section of my G.C.S.E. English exam, I got bored and started writing about hobos. Still got an A though.

I make up weird imaginary creatures and create really strange (yet funny!) stories with them just for fun. Frankelope the Elepig is a classic example.

My mom says that my minds just too big for my body. I say it's because I have no attention span.

I make the most realistic and odd animal noises you have ever heard.

Have you ever heard a gunea pig squeak? I can make that EXACT sound.

I can hiss like a cat.

(although I am sure almost everyone can do this next one) I can bleat almost exactly like a goat

I can mew the cutest cat meow

I can also make this really creepy throaghty hiss, I wish you could hear it because its that freaky

and (I believe this is my last one) I can make an odd whistle thing I heard from a parrot once




muahahhaahahhah

Me and my sister do that...we actually got bored during class and we made up a story about rugby playing Rhino's, and Moo Sheep who go clam hunting and eat rabid penguin's. Thought we were the only ones who did that.

Nope, you are not alone in the Valley of Loons. Nice to know, innit?

Bah! XD

I always sing some random Japanese lyrics to myself.

Heh... Whenever someone starts to swear every other word, it gets pretty predictable, right? I start to talk along and whenever they come to a bad word I say BEEEEEEP louder than them because it gets annoying after a while.

More weirdness:
Sometimes I get upset and throw temper tantrums like a little kid. Sometimes I go "Meep!" My dad is always calls me a "Monkey Boy." Sometimes I make weird noises. When I get something stuck in my head, I say "Super Mario" a few times. I always sleep on my side. I kick in my sleep. I sometimes get brain-dead and start getting stressed out. I sleep with a big Spongebob plushie.

That's basically all of the weird things I do.

One of my friends does that sometimes...

I often try to conduct any music I'm listening to. It's a natural thing, hence why I didn't think to add it to my previous post.

*sigh* I have to keep all body parts on my bed. check under the bed and in my closet, read Nintendo Power for an hour, and freak out when a airplane take off. I hate my life.

Ah, almost forgot the wierdest thing ever....

I play Solitaire obsessively. And I mean, up in my room for hours at a time...click...click...click...Anyway, I make up little stories about the people in the cards. I can't have the queen of hearts with the king of clubs, she has to be with the king of spades. It just...looks right...

I could go further with this, but I don't want to scare you even more.

I talk to Squirrels... *blushes horridly*

Edit: 1000 POSTS! WOOOHOOOO!

when my cat's in a play-ing mood, we go out in the front room. there's a couch that kind of divides the front-of-the-couch area from the door-area, and it's just far enough away from the wall on one side so that it pretty much divides the room, but my cat can fit back there.

anyway.

he'll go hide between the couch and the wall and I'll scratch the carpet with a pen or something for a little bit...and then suddenly he'll LEAP out and like attack me, except not really because he knows he's playing. he only slaps me with his paws, and I scream because he comes out so fast, and then I burst out laughing when I chase him and slap him back.


*twiddles thumbs*

OH. and sometimes I get these songs stuck in my head that don't go away until I use them as a subtext. usually they're perfectly wonderful for a subtext, but when you get Japanese songs you learned in third grade stuck in there....