Who am I? Challenge!
Chapter 1
Welcome! May your beard grow ever longer!
So, what makes me... Erm... Me, eh? Well obviously I cannot just randomly pick a nice little list of "The Top Five Things That Make Me Me." It just wouldn't work, which I suppose is part of the point of this. I suppose being the oldest of six children, homeschooled, Christian and a dual citizen are all things that make me unique, or as some lovely people like to put it, queer.
I would say that one word to describe me is unique. It is a tad too cliche and non-unique for my liking though. Plus everyone is unique, for no one is the same, which ends up making no one unique, and everyone the same, right? That has got to be the most idiotic term invented in the history of this stupendous world. I could say I'm unique-unique, but it's too redundant. I'd say colorful-unique, but then someone would most likely point out how I chiefly wear black, grey and white. I could coin ultra-unique, but that sounds slightly too much like a bra advertisement for my comfort, dear friends. So I guess that helps add to who I am, there is no word to describe me.
Maybe it's my big eyes that makes me me? Or is it how I bit my nails my whole life, and no "Super duper habit breaker" could get me to stop except for an idea I came up with 4 in the morning, and now they're longer than Saruman's? Are the stories, songs and movies that I've learned to hold dear to my heart what define me? Or is it the unattractive scar on my knee I got at age nine? Is it how I used to dissolve into tears at the slightest upset, but now my ducts seem to have stopped working, even when I want nothing more than to sob?
Perhaps it's my friends who form me. All my wonderful, quirky, beautiful, inspiring, perfect friends, both online and off. Or it could also be the parties I was known for throwing, which become less and less frequent. Maybe it's how it took me thirteen years to get over my fear of deep water, though I love swimming. Or is it the over protectiveness of my parents? Is it how I become obsessed with the most random things (mint, the ocean and rivers, Starbucks, books, sleeping with my window open when it rains, etc...)
Who knows, maybe how I had a lipgloss collection going for five years and just randomly threw them all out is what sets me apart. Or, it could also be how I am hopelessly an eternal annoyance to my IRL friends, who I constantly worry of if they actually count me as a nice friend or not.
Is it my late night chats with my BFF in Africa? Or maybe how I care for and protect my books as if they were my own children. Is it how I am forever afraid that everyone secretly hates my personality? Is it how I'm deathly afraid of showing my terrible writing to others? Or maybe how I fake worse singing than I actually do in front of my family so they don't make me sing in public again. Is it how I don't change anything about myself for anyone, unless it's my parents asking me to do something I'm completely certain will make me a better person? Is it how I won't back down for things I believe to be real, true, or pure? Or it could be how I'm the only one in my family who didn't receive the Irish streak, and I'm quite cool headed, and don't have a temper even when need be, when I appear angry it's a facade? Could it be how I'm known for my handwriting and calligraphy? Perhaps how I'd love nothing more than to work at our local bookstore? Or how I can impersonate people, on paper, with my voice, or facial expressions. Maybe it's how I've never had a boyfriend, because I never wanted one? How ridiculously involved in politics I am? Possible how lots of people say I have a British air about me, or how I often get told I look like Emilie De Ravin? Or maybe how there's next to nothing me and my family have in common.
I can't merely pick one thing that sets me apart from all. Nobody can. I do know, however, that when it comes to things most important to me, they are and always will be 1) my God, 2) my family, and 3) my friends, respectively.
If you have made it this far, BRAVO. You truly are a human prodigy. Or maybe you're not human at all? Who am I to say? But most definitely a huge congratulations to anyone partaking in this marvelous challenge. And please friends, to humor the enchantress Miss Tegan, do make one of these yourself if you haven't done so already. Make sure to tag it with "WAYC"!
~ Dom
I would say that one word to describe me is unique. It is a tad too cliche and non-unique for my liking though. Plus everyone is unique, for no one is the same, which ends up making no one unique, and everyone the same, right? That has got to be the most idiotic term invented in the history of this stupendous world. I could say I'm unique-unique, but it's too redundant. I'd say colorful-unique, but then someone would most likely point out how I chiefly wear black, grey and white. I could coin ultra-unique, but that sounds slightly too much like a bra advertisement for my comfort, dear friends. So I guess that helps add to who I am, there is no word to describe me.
Maybe it's my big eyes that makes me me? Or is it how I bit my nails my whole life, and no "Super duper habit breaker" could get me to stop except for an idea I came up with 4 in the morning, and now they're longer than Saruman's? Are the stories, songs and movies that I've learned to hold dear to my heart what define me? Or is it the unattractive scar on my knee I got at age nine? Is it how I used to dissolve into tears at the slightest upset, but now my ducts seem to have stopped working, even when I want nothing more than to sob?
Perhaps it's my friends who form me. All my wonderful, quirky, beautiful, inspiring, perfect friends, both online and off. Or it could also be the parties I was known for throwing, which become less and less frequent. Maybe it's how it took me thirteen years to get over my fear of deep water, though I love swimming. Or is it the over protectiveness of my parents? Is it how I become obsessed with the most random things (mint, the ocean and rivers, Starbucks, books, sleeping with my window open when it rains, etc...)
Who knows, maybe how I had a lipgloss collection going for five years and just randomly threw them all out is what sets me apart. Or, it could also be how I am hopelessly an eternal annoyance to my IRL friends, who I constantly worry of if they actually count me as a nice friend or not.
Is it my late night chats with my BFF in Africa? Or maybe how I care for and protect my books as if they were my own children. Is it how I am forever afraid that everyone secretly hates my personality? Is it how I'm deathly afraid of showing my terrible writing to others? Or maybe how I fake worse singing than I actually do in front of my family so they don't make me sing in public again. Is it how I don't change anything about myself for anyone, unless it's my parents asking me to do something I'm completely certain will make me a better person? Is it how I won't back down for things I believe to be real, true, or pure? Or it could be how I'm the only one in my family who didn't receive the Irish streak, and I'm quite cool headed, and don't have a temper even when need be, when I appear angry it's a facade? Could it be how I'm known for my handwriting and calligraphy? Perhaps how I'd love nothing more than to work at our local bookstore? Or how I can impersonate people, on paper, with my voice, or facial expressions. Maybe it's how I've never had a boyfriend, because I never wanted one? How ridiculously involved in politics I am? Possible how lots of people say I have a British air about me, or how I often get told I look like Emilie De Ravin? Or maybe how there's next to nothing me and my family have in common.
I can't merely pick one thing that sets me apart from all. Nobody can. I do know, however, that when it comes to things most important to me, they are and always will be 1) my God, 2) my family, and 3) my friends, respectively.
If you have made it this far, BRAVO. You truly are a human prodigy. Or maybe you're not human at all? Who am I to say? But most definitely a huge congratulations to anyone partaking in this marvelous challenge. And please friends, to humor the enchantress Miss Tegan, do make one of these yourself if you haven't done so already. Make sure to tag it with "WAYC"!
~ Dom



24 Comments
"Plus everyone is unique, for no one is the same, which ends up making no one unique, and everyone the same, right?" inception o.O
"sounds slightly too much like a bra advertisement for my comfort," rotfl.
this kinda made my day. not even kidding. tohave someone on this site post something semi intelligent... blew my mind.
Wow... I'm flattered. Honestly. Thank you! :)
Great story, would be nice if you read mine... if that is alright. But great story! I made one too!
Sure thing! Thank you!
::)
Oh meant to add this. Rated five stars, and I might add to favorites!
Wow, you guys are just too amazing for words ;)
Really, really well written. I like how you project your voice through your writing.
Oh. My. Gosh. These comments mean more to me than you guys know :) you're all so precious!
Starts to say soemthing about how awesome this and you are then sees the name .... Emilie de Ravin?!?!?!?!?! She played Belle in OUT!!! D: D: D: Trust me, you're prettier than her. XD
Aww come 'ere Nina smothers on hugs I wish I did look like her, I don't Really see it. The funny thing is one of my friends often gets mistaken to be my twin sister, and she's exactly like her. (I mean when she has blonde hair, not like OUAT)
I hate Belle. -.- But you're awesome. XD I suppose you do look a tad like her, but prettier, I promise. ^-^
Awww youre too sweet :)
Loved this! You really are an awesome person! XD
:) aww thanks so much joy! You are too ;)
I love it! :) I'm a dual citizen and homeschooled, too. :)
You are? O_O that's awesome! Canada and the states?
This is epic! This is the way people should talk about themselves!
Haha thanks sooo much! That really means a whole lot to me! :)
um... what is WAYC?
A story challenge Tegan is doing :) you should check it out on her page!