I am a wuss. I don't like to do many things because they are frightening. Social events, sports, cleaning the tub. My mind always things of ways that can turn an everyday thing into something dredful. Here is a list of things and reasons why I'm scared to do them:
1. Typing really long questions on the Google search bar.
-I try to make the question as simple as possible and short as possible so I can get better answers, but it's hard to sum down questions like "why does my bedroom floor make a clicking sound at night on Thursdays when I'm all alone in my room and no one is able around to witness it?" or "is there a way I can get a massive amount of hot tomato soup into my small thermos without spilling all over the counter top and making my day a little harder?"
2. Changing the shampoo/conditioner I use.
-What if my scalp is used to the shampoo/conditioner I've been using for so long that if I decide to randomly switch without consolidating my head it would make my hair have a bad reaction and fall out because it's mad?
3. When I have to keep saying "What?" when the other conversationalist decides to either not speak up or make any sense.
-After about the 3rd "what?" (which I usually mudder and kind of give a nervous laugh) I feel like the other person is already frustrated with my not-so-acute hearing skills and whatever they wanted to tell me, important or not, would have to be left unsaid and I am left in the world of uncertainty.
4. Meet and Greets.
-I thought these would end once I entered high school, but they are still here. It happens about 8 times during the first two days of school when teachers think that they can get a room full of awkward stereotypically different teenagers to become best friends by assigning some cheesey name-game or organizing smaller groups to sit together in a small room to tell each other their favorite color. Like speed dating, but we are voluntold to do it.
5. Geting My Hair Cut.
- once every blue moon I get an awesome haircut. But about 99% of the time, I get a lady that doesn't know what she's doing. I tell her what I want in full detail, including pictures, but she abolishes my ideas and invisions what she thinks would look better instead.
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