I once described flaws as being fantastic. That statement still holds true. Flaws are fantastic. They're what makes us human. They keep us grounded. They document our inabilities and at the same time serve as a platform for improvement.
I have MANY flaws. And I'm not ashamed of a singe one. Embarrassed, perhaps. Ashamed, definitely not. Here's a running list:
-I'm disturbingly indecisive. I can't make up my mind about ANYTHING. It's tiresome, it haunts my sleep at times, and it's all around annoying.
-I'm incredibly lazy. Or perhaps I should say I'm a huge procrastinator. I'll put off getting a haircut for months just because I don't want to call to make an appointment.
-I'm horrible at math. I can't figure out tips on my own...or atleast I refuse to learn how to do it. I heard it wasn't hard. I don't do fractions either. It took hours and hours of tutoring to get me through Algebra I, Algebra II, and I cheated my way through Geometry thanks to my math-savvy friends in high school. How I passed tests though, I'll never figure it out. Luck, I suppose.
-I can't commit to anything: relationships, working out, saving money, laundry...it all seems like such a great idea at first and I'll be on board for awhile, but eventually it gets pushed way back on my priority list, the number one priority being sleeping, of course.
-I have a slight speech impediment. It typically goes unseen but it happens. Just a slight stutter/slur of my speech.
-I'm annoyingly impatient. If something is supposed to happen it better happen now.
-I almost never shave unless I absolutely have to. I hate shaving. I often look like a wild animal/barbarian because of it, but that's a risk I'm willing to take.
-I always take/order more food than necessary. I can't bear the thought of being hungry or not having enough food at any given time/meal.
-I almost always have a piece of gum in my mouth, and when I need to spit it out I'll put it anywhere. Trust me, I will find a spot. Swallowing is not an option.
-I don't do PC anything. People may take it offensively, may take it wrong...I really don't care. If it has to do with humor, observation, or just calling something what it is without sugarcoating or fear of being called out for it...I'm all about it. Life shouldn't be so serious and technical as people make it out to be. Yes, there's a time, place, and crowd for everything, agreed, but it's entirely plausible to comment on the world as it is without a user-friendly interface. We're not robots.
-I push the legal limits of appropriate places to be barefoot on a daily basis. I'd be barefoot all day, every day if it were street legal.
-Sometimes I talk WAY too much. Like I literally do not know when to shut my mouth and breathe. Anyone that has ever been on a date with me can surely attest to this.
-I claim I never snore, but in reality I once caught myself snoring. I don't know how it happened but it was like I was mentally awake but my body was still in sleep mode and I actually heard myself snore a very, very soft, perhaps even cute snore. I'm almost positive I only snore when I'm really tired. Or atleast I tell myself that.
-I make a habit of buying hats that I typically never wear. I probably own around 25 hats but I've actually worn maybe 7 or 8 of them...sporadically, too. Like, throughout years.
-Sometimes when I walk down the street I like to envision paparazzis hounding me.
-Here's a favorite quote of mine, and no, it's not by Emerson, Einstein, or Frost, but rather the movie Legally Blonde. The flaw is self-evident:
Elle: I feel comfortable using legal jargon in everyday life.
[someone whistles at her]
Elle: I object!
-I will defend myself or try to prove a point even if it requires large amounts of lies and fibs.
-I have a MySpace. MySpace is pretty much stupid and unnecessary. But do I have one? Yes. This is mostly a flaw since the only reason I have a MySpace is to let people stalk me, I mean, socially network me as a possible friend/interest. I'm tossing around the idea of deactivating it. Major life decisions, I know.
Anyway, that's enough for now. Ahhh, I feel better. Sharing your flaws doesn't mean people will see you as imperfect or inept, but rather it acknowledges that you really do know your personal shortcomings and are man/woman enough to admit them. Publically. Through this form of reveal, I feel fully confident (and somewhat obliged) to do something about it. With all this out, now is the time to grow as an adult and improve, strengthen, and tackle these flaws, head on, apply directly to the forehead.
Sorry, anyway, back to my point.
Step 1: throw gum in trash can...
Done. Wow, that was easy.
I'm already on my way!
