I was a little weirdo when I was a kid. Now I'm a big weirdo, but I've sort of come to terms with my weirdo-hood. Sort of. (I still have moments where I wonder if I'm the hugest weirdo ever and no one is telling me and I don't know it. Everyone does that, right? Right?!)
I didn't really talk all that much and was nervous about everything all the time. I was always afraid of doing something wrong socially or academically. One time my mom's car doors froze shut and my homework was in there and I FREAKED OUT! I could not go to school! Oh no way. My mom called and explained things and all was fine. Whew. That was a close one.
The quote in the header is from when I was shamed about my inability to stop laughing. I didn't even know it was a problem! Just one more thing for weirdo little me to worry about.
The teacher put a box up front for us to put our homework into. (It's weird I can't remember the dates of anything, but I can remember things like this like it was yesterday. I can see myself sitting there. All of it. 2nd grade shame is still taking up brain space!) She was going around the room for some reason and taking a tally of who turned in their homework. "Kasey?" "It's in there." Then she said something in response that I found endlessly hilarious. "Prego. It's in there." I couldn't help but start laughing. Right there in class. Then I heard an annoyed voice say, "Oh great. Now she won't stop." Oh gosh. This is something I was KNOWN for? The horror! I was very mindful of laugh length after that. Try to keep it under control.
I've gotten over all of that now though. The world can just wait for me to stop.