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Same thing, I don’t really talk but “think” the commentary. Oddly enough, as soon as I do that, my thoughts switch to English although I’m German.

When I have really bad Diarrhea I grab the pen and small sketch pad in my bathroom and I start to draw.

Also, I’m gonna have to give an example for this one:

Have you ever tasted a Green Apple Jolly Rancher, and then later you smell something and it smells exactly like the taste of that Jolly Rancher?

I get that all the time.

Always wear earbuds when using the laptop just so that other people can’t listen in on what I’m doing. I’m paranoid like that.

I do that too. It’s always fun imagining those fights going to the rhythm of the music.

Bite the inside of my mouth and eat the dried skin that comes off after a shower because I like the taste…
:3

Oh… Please reveal it.

I take virtual vacations using Google maps to wherever in the world strikes me at the moment.

I imagine scenarios in my head of a robber coming in to my house and then all the different ways that I would mange to incapacitate.

Then I run throught the court situation after where I explain that it was only self defense….

Whenever I see the phrase “God damn,” or some variation thereof, I always yell it out really loudly in a mock Sean Connery voice.

I sometimes infiltrate my ear canal with a pencil. It feels glorious, tickling and scratching simultaneously.

I put on Robin Hood: Men in tights when I go to bed. It helps me go to sleep for some reason. I don’t like to sleep in complete silence.

when i leave a train, i race against other passengers by walking faster than them just to be the first to get to the station gates

I get these urges to do heavy duty face stretching.

Whenever I use the stairs, I count the steps I take. Its kinda weird and annoying.

For some reason whenever I play a video game or see someone play a video game, I automatically know what to do, even when I’ve never played it before, which results in me sitting next to someone telling them what to do.

I call “:3” the “Summer-Glau-Smiley” :D

In a sense im a transhumanist and I see the human memory capacity as a terrible one (or mine atleast) so my dreams, notable thoughts, names, qoutes, locations, phrases and analogies I record them all down on my computer in multiple notepads, like a memory database…that feeling when you need to recall something but can quite remember? I open my “digital memory” as i call it hur hur and find what im looking for and at that very moment feelsgoodman.jpg

i wiggle my little toes when sitting down without socks

I scream from the top of my lungs: “Hey! Yeah yeah! What’s going on?”

Sometimes, I fill my bathtub with marinara and pretend I’m a meatball..

>But in all seriousness
Ever since I was little, when I’m barefoot I walk on my toes. No clue why. Leaves neat footprints in mud/snow and on dusty floors though!

I fuck with people in the mall, like one time i hung on the side of an escalator and went the whole way up right beside someone and tried to strike a conversation like “You come to this escalator often?”

touch myself and listen to Lil B.At the same time.

Try out new badass/sophisticated/unusual ways of speaking for myself when I’m alone and later use them when talking to strangers in the hopes that it will impress them.

Think about witty and clever things I could say if I get into an argument… and end up losing the next argument I’m in because I forgot about them.

Just recently I picked up a habit of waking up at 4 AM and start playing videogames.

I do that every day.

I have the ability to look at gardens without thinking that there are a fairies in them (People who get this, you know who you are) and I mentally plot against governments I don’t agree with, I’ve been working out to bring down a high population dictatorship, unarmed using only some signs and a megaphone.

Create and destroy entire universes with the clap of my hand and be worshiped by many lifeforms over many universes

Take very simple characteristics of fictional characters I find interesting, and master them as my own.

I created my own world based strictly around Earth, because it is, but I imagine myself to be a person known and respected by a lot of people, not like a Mary Sue-type of character, but just a person who has helped the world in gradual amounts, that crossovers to other realities or worlds that I find interesting (basically the worlds of Minecraft, Equestria, the Internet collectivity, and some other communities that I have contributed to in small amounts but also am somewhat known around [like KYM, Flipnote Hatena, all those bizarre but otherwise cool communities], and etc.).

I had always thought of some kind of invention that would let other people come into your dreams along with you. I had always thought that someday you could enjoy endless possibilities with your friends just by using your imagination, without limitation, without disregard.

Sometimes I have just too much time on my hands. Sometimes I just don’t, but that’s how I make the best of my imagination.

I record IP’s on all websites that allow me to and tie usernames to them.

I like to eat things in even numbers. Like M&Ms, I usually pop 2,4,6,etc into my mouth.

Sometimes during random moments of the day I say to myself in third person “What is [name] doing?” (soft enough so nobody hears me). Just helps me to make simple tasks and chores seem like something more interesting as I imply to myself that I’m about to go full bananas in a few moments and save the day.

Whenever I think carefully about hard decisions, I pretend there is a committee of about 7 people in my conscience, each representing different corners of my personality. And they all argue over what I should do as if it were politics.

The 7 members of my mental council include:
-Academia (learning and science. Wants to learn and experiment)
-Business (career and money. Wants to earn more money)
-Religion (faith and culture. Wants to do spiritual things or culturally respective things)
-Athletic (exercise and sport. Wants to do active recreational things)
-Sexuality (sex life. Wants to get my freak on)
-Social (social life. Wants to meet new people, make friends, hang out)
-Artistry (creativity. Wants to draw, build, design things)

I tend to end up making decisions based upon which voice makes the most reasonable argument for the given situation and/or the decision that wins the most votes among the 7

Whenever I get a package of plain M&Ms, I make it my duty to continue the
strength and robustness of the candy as a species. To this end, I hold
M&M duels.

Taking two candies between my thumb and forefinger, I apply pressure,
squeezing them together until one of them cracks and splinters. That is
the “loser,” and I eat the inferior one immediately. The winner gets to
go another round.

I have found that, in general, the brown and red M&Ms are tougher, and
the newer blue ones are genetically inferior. I have hypothesized that
the blue M&Ms as a race cannot survive long in the intense theatre of
competition that is the modern candy and snack-food world.

Occasionally I will get a mutation, a candy that is misshapen, or
pointier, or flatter than the rest. Almost invariably this proves to be
a weakness, but on very rare occasions it gives the candy extra strength.
In this way, the species continues to adapt to its environment.

When I reach the end of the pack, I am left with one M&M, the strongest
of the herd. Since it would make no sense to eat this one as well, I pack
it neatly in an envelope and send it to M&M Mars, A Division of Mars,
Inc., Hackettstown, NJ 17840-1503 U.S.A., along with a 3×5 card reading,
“Please use this M&M for breeding purposes.”

This week they wrote back to thank me, and sent me a coupon for a free
1/2 pound bag of plain M&Ms. I consider this “grant money.” I have set
aside the weekend for a grand tournament. From a field of hundreds, we
will discover the True Champion.

There can be only one.

Sometimes when no one is around the vicinity, I tend to spontaneously start talking to the air space about stuff like intellectual conversations and serious topics as if there are people there listening to me.

I say parts of the reproductive system whilst or after yawning.
“Aaaaaaaaaaauh… vagina.”
“Yeeeeuuuuuuaaaareola…”

Whenever I’m listening to music on an iPhone, I absolutely have to be looking at the time bar at the exact momemt that each song is halfway over, unless of course I’m thinking about something else.

I have different accents for different moods. Such as when I feel formal, I speak in a Estuary accent. Or when I get angry I yell at people in a Brooklyn accent. And when I drink, it’s either a Russian or Scottish accent, depending on the liquor at hand.

Change my avatar everyday with the slightest modifications.

I like to leave my Oreos In milk till all that’s left is the cream, then I drink the chunky cookie milk.

About my toe wiggling that got me the downvote, what’s wrong about that. I just wiggle my little toes sometimes when sitting down.

Is this for attention or do you really just want to look like a creepy fuck.

If she/he/it is a girl, its perfectly normal.
If she/he/it is a man, yes. Creepy fuck.

Man it don’t matter if it’s a boy listing girls, male listing females, boy listing females, male listing girls, a boy listing androgynous, or a girl listing androgynous, listing specific users based on specific Gender, Race, Orientation, or Sex is pretty creepy in my book.

Well, if I was a girl on the internet I would like to know and keep a reminder of who is a girl and who is a man. I know that it shouldn’t matter when it comes on trusting an unknown person on the internet but I guess that’s an useful memento who doesn’t have a memoryspan for this kind of things.

Any relations or associations with yawning causes me to yawn.

Even looking at the word makes me yawn.

I’m yawning right now.

Is anyone still here?

Cry in fetal postion when my friend beats me in a 1v1

think up evil villain monologues on the spot

eg
Oh ho ho… this is gunna be good. you spent your whole life looking for me, so here i am. but, you will not see the reality you hoped for. oh no.. you wont.. but i certainly WILL! the whole world… putty in my hands… plan to burn it down… to the ground… But! there is a little surprise for you. you get front row seats. is not that a great honor?