Strange beginnings

I was a strange kid. I hate to admit it. But I was socially awkward (still am), I had a wild imagination, and was given to theatrics and dramatics. I also had a habit of trying to impress my parents - mostly by trying to be smart.

Looking back, these habits were probably visible even before I started going to kindergarten. The earliest memories I have are of the awkward and embarassing moments. For example when I mixed up yo-yo (the toy) and Yoyo (the TV show character). Just one of many examples. Eating paper. That's another one. What the hell was I thinking chewing paper, I will never know. But I did. No, I do not do it anymore.

I have never handled fear and sadness well either. That is when my awkwardness peaks. Best case in point being my sister's admission into hospital when she was really small. Maaan, that might have been the first time my balls dropped. Not that I could have understood that back then of course.

So as much as I hate to admit it - I was a strange kid.