Discuss weird the weird things you do and can't help it

there was one day i hit my snooze all the way from 6:15 til noonish once.. lol 6hrs of getting up every 9 minutes and hitting a button..

 

hahaha this shit is weird...my snooze goes off every 9 mins too

 

I alway have to be doing something with my hand. I cant stand doing nothing with them.

 

^ Me too, pretty much cant sit still, dont have paying attention issues or anything but I always have to be fidgeting with something.

 

I most definitely have an oral fixation. I'm always either biting my lip, putting on chap stick, running my finger along my lips, sucking on a penis, yanno, all that good stuff. It just feels good for some reason! I know as a child I refused to suck on a pacifier so I'm not sure where this fixation developed from.

 

This reminds me of King of the Hill

Dale: I never knew what to do with my hands, so that's why I started smoking

 

All the time holmes... Exactly the same here im always checking to see if all my stuff is in my pockets

 

i used to bite/suck on my bottom lip, it was always red underneath. you are not alone!

 

i fidget.

there's many more, but that's the most basic.

 

i do so many weird things............. most of them come from being afraid of germs though

i don't touch public door knobs.. or eat in cars.. or my room... and i wash my hands alot, and i have to shave EVERYDAY or else i feel odd. i like cleanliness.

and i hate the fact that all of my friends have messy cars

 

i always thought everything i ate off of was dirty so i would rinse it out before i used it. this was just a tantrum when i was a kid and has become normal to me.

i also smell food after someone else hands it to me.

 

Word...

So, after, like, the thirteenth time that these niggas axed me if I was from Ethiopia, I jut said, "Fuck it."

And so, from that point on, every time I got in a taxi or saw an Ethiopian store clerk or some uhva bullshit, a nigga just pretended to be from Ethiopia, fam. But I ain't jus' leave it at dat, my nigga.

I would initiate conversations -- go out of my way and shit -- with Ethiopian (and African, in general) niggas and make up mad fuckin' details about my life in Ethiopia.

I told niggas my mother was from Ethiopia and my dad was from Somalia. Word. That one would always get questions since, as you know, them two countries is beefin'.

Word. I studied Ethiopian names and shit; their foods and shit. I studied all dat shit intensely for, perhaps, two months jus' so Icuh have my story game airtight with these taxi drivin' niggas, man.

And surely enough, these niggas started confidin' in me, fam. Confidin' is, like, when you tell somebody a secret and shit. You feel me?

Only time it backfired was once. A nigga caught me slippin'. The nigga axed me what my mother's last name was (this was before I started studyin'), and I fucked around and said some pseudo-African soundin' shit. The rest of the ride was mad silent, my nigga.

Word.

Anuhva joint I usedta do was:

In public baffrooms and shit or when I was at a chick's crib or somethin': insteada washin' my hands after I pissed, I would run the water and pretend to wash my hands and shit. I guess I did it cuz, to me, a nigga dick was already stainless and immaculately clean, you feel me? Like, so, basically, right... I would run the water, pretend to wash my hands (wouldn't even wet them shits, to be honest) and then jus' bounce, man. In all honesty dat shit prolly took me longer to do than if I woulda jus' acktchuly washed my hands.

You feel me?

A nigga don't do either of those anymore, though.