I just ate shaved ice on the first day of winter 

Once, I was on a high mountain where I could see the entire valley below, including little cars on the freeway. And I put my hand up, and waved at the world.

Nya says <bchim>. Because who? Can you be more specific, please? 

Several years ago I was watching a documentary on Napoleon, who, as you may know, was nicknamed the Little Corporal beccause he was short. At one point the narrator said dramatically: "And Napoleon advanced out of the battlefield, covered in soot and xmoke and dirt, a sight to be seen - and his soldiers instantly dubbed him The Little Corporal." Only I thought he said the Little Tar-pole. If the narrator would go on so much about how dirty Napoleon was looking, it made perfect sense. And so for some time I labored under the delusion that Napoleon had been known as The Little Tarpole to all and sundry *sigh* The follies of youth...

Once my sister tried to tickle my neck and I bit her hand—completely on instinct tho

I actually ate seven Hershey's bars, not five... don't tell my dad

I sing in the shower

i want someone to think i'm the most beautiful girl in the world

I refuse to eat popcorn unless utensils are available. Same for crisps/chips. Spoon, chopsticks, I don't mind. As long in there is no food-finger contact, it's alright.

Actually I have a lot of weird food-related ones. I don't consider myself picky but maybe I actually am. I don't eat meat, for one (fish is not included in that). I actually really hate the stretchy/oozy texture of melted cheese (I've heard there are studies which point to seeing melty-cheese as activating a sense of satisfaction, but idk, not for me, friends). I hate swallowing, plus any chewing/slurping sounds, as well as the feeling of having food, like, in your body, if that makes sense? It just feels really gross. A lot of textures really turn me off a lot of foods too. I can't eat or drink anything that is even remotely hot in temperature, and cold things make my teeth hurt and cause me to cough. I don't like pulp or chunky things at all. Or slimy things. Or things that have a strong smell. Especially the smells is really sad, because a lot of things smell really good, but maake me nauseous if I try to ingest any of it. :/ I usually like stale things that are supposed to be crunchy (crackers, crisps), but get bothered if things like lettuce or fruits aren't snappy enough (basically any vegetable is preferable raw, instead of soft and cooked). Then again, I detest grapes (even though they taste good TAT) because it feels like I'm popping an eyeball everytime I break the skin. 

Recently we went caroling, and a lot of people weren't home, so we had rung about 3 doorbells with no answer. Then, on the next door, someone answered, and I was laughing my head off instead of singing--just laughing and laughing and laughing. I have a very odd sense of humor, for some reason.

whenever my brother shows me something he's drawn, it really doesn't look all that great to me. but i lie through my teeth and tell him how wonderful it is. does that make me a terrible person? should i really tell a 8 year old how afull his drawings are?