I have flaws, and so does everyone else. They're nothing to be ashamed of, because they make us human. Plus, what someone sees as a flaw might be perfection to another. Enjoy my list of issues.
1. I have a horrid speech impediment that shows up when I'm nervous. As a child, my teeth were formed oddly due to a chronic disease that drains me of calcium. That disease sounds a lot worse than it actually is. Anyways, my weird teeth made me mispronounce my S's and Z's. I would say sunshine likes "shunshhine." It was quite horrednous. Eventually, speech therapy made me sound like a normal enough human being. I can say my S's in a near average fashion. Yet, whenever I'm nervous and I have to speak in front of a group or crowd, it comes back. It's a monstrosity when I have to say something that ends in an S and the next word begins with one. For example: "Americanshhhshang" is how I'll sound saying "Americans sang." It's a flaw that I've learned to live with, and I guess it makes me sort of unique.
2. I'm stubborn
I'm as stubborn as a mule. You might not know it, but when I firmly believe something shouldn't happen, I won't budge. Unless you prove me wrong completely, in that case I'll move out of your way. Yet, if I think what I said is right and I have evidence to support myself (I always have statistical data so I prove people wrong, mwhahaha) I will stand by my opinion. Or, I'll stand by my decision with unwavering faith. It takes a lot to convince me otherwise. You'd have to contradict every point I bring up, and contradict it well. I want sources, evidence, and other people's opinions. I'd like to see everything you have to offer if you to convince me otherwise. It's a big flaw of mine's, but I like being compared to a mule (I'm also compared to an intelligent donkey when I make witty comments).
I'm as stubborn as a mule. You might not know it, but when I firmly believe something shouldn't happen, I won't budge. Unless you prove me wrong completely, in that case I'll move out of your way. Yet, if I think what I said is right and I have evidence to support myself (I always have statistical data so I prove people wrong, mwhahaha) I will stand by my opinion. Or, I'll stand by my decision with unwavering faith. It takes a lot to convince me otherwise. You'd have to contradict every point I bring up, and contradict it well. I want sources, evidence, and other people's opinions. I'd like to see everything you have to offer if you to convince me otherwise. It's a big flaw of mine's, but I like being compared to a mule (I'm also compared to an intelligent donkey when I make witty comments).
3. I'm also lazy
Sadly, I'm a sloth. I'll work really hard at things, but I'd much rather prefer to lay in my own filth and sleep all day. My friends are super cleanly, but most places I stay in become a mess. It's not the worst mess, because I will drag myself from a book or my phone to clean, but it's not the spotless heaven my friends live in. Cleaning annoys me, but I'll willingly do it under a few conditions. Condition one: if I get to clean in a fun way. I like dancing with brooms, running and sliding with mops, dusting hard to reach places, and making the chores into a race. I remember making a song to help my brother remember how to fold blankets...he still can't fold blankets. Condition two: I get to listen to music. Most people want to dance when they listen to music. I, on the other hand, want to obsessively run several laps or clean. Once, I absentmindedly cleaned the entire living room while listening to a soundtrack. If I don't have those two cleaning conditions (or if my mother is making me clean, I'd never say no to her), then I'll probably prefer to lay in bed and eat copious amounts of candy I stole from the "secret" hiding spot.
Sadly, I'm a sloth. I'll work really hard at things, but I'd much rather prefer to lay in my own filth and sleep all day. My friends are super cleanly, but most places I stay in become a mess. It's not the worst mess, because I will drag myself from a book or my phone to clean, but it's not the spotless heaven my friends live in. Cleaning annoys me, but I'll willingly do it under a few conditions. Condition one: if I get to clean in a fun way. I like dancing with brooms, running and sliding with mops, dusting hard to reach places, and making the chores into a race. I remember making a song to help my brother remember how to fold blankets...he still can't fold blankets. Condition two: I get to listen to music. Most people want to dance when they listen to music. I, on the other hand, want to obsessively run several laps or clean. Once, I absentmindedly cleaned the entire living room while listening to a soundtrack. If I don't have those two cleaning conditions (or if my mother is making me clean, I'd never say no to her), then I'll probably prefer to lay in bed and eat copious amounts of candy I stole from the "secret" hiding spot.