Am I Normal?

This is a question that often comes to my mind? And usually, I determine that the answer to that question is no.  Let me just explain my weekend. Then, you too will agree that I certainly am a strange cookie.

On Friday, I only left my house to play the role of Chris Purdie. And man, I am a cute boy. But seriously, I had several people tell me how much I really resembled the real Chris Purdie.  Here is some evidence.

On Saturday, I made my roommates watch the movie "Fire in the Sky."  For those of you who do not know what this story is about, please read the Wikipedia article. If you haven't the time, I will just briefly tell you that it is the TRUE STORY about a man being abducted by aliens. Did I mention TRUE STORY. I watched this movie when I was about seven or eight with my grandfather (a man who truly fulfilled my sci-fi thirst as a child) and have never fully recovered from the trauma.  And as an adult, it was just as terrifying.  By the end of the alien torture scene, all of my girlfriends had fled the room, save one other brave soul. We literally screamed as the aliens began to inspect their specimen, inserting a needle into his eye!! The horror!!! And yet, I loved it? WHO AM I? If you would like to see the video, feel free to do so. If you aren't brave enough, sleep with this in mind.

Anyway, I warned you. Not really, but I did say I was weird.

So, back to my story.  The rest of my Saturday, I watched Britney Spears music videos. You think I'm kidding, but I'm not. I can't help it. She's so hot. Oh wait, I just said that for the world to read. Embarrassing. But it's true!! AHH! Really, though. WHO AM I? 

On to Sunday. So, I woke up late for church and as I was pulling into the parking lot (late, of course), I suddenly had massive anxiety and could not go inside. Why, you might ask. Well, let's just say I am deathly afraid of one of the girls (women?) in my Relief Society. She scares me, intimidates me, makes me feel like a bad child. So, I went elsewhere for salvation. Now really, how immature is that?

I came home, watched more Britney Spears, a disc of the Simpsons and then made sugar cookies I can't eat.  And then I had massive anxiety because I wanted all the cookies frosted perfectly with all the right coloring and everything. Have you ever tried to make BLACK frosting with regular dye? You CAN'T. Don't even try. So, after three hours and "Circus" by Britney Spears on repeat, I finished!!

And then...THEN...I felt anxious when people ate my beautiful creations. Really. WHO AM I!? I'm some sort of MENTAL person. That's who I am. And you know what? I think I am just going to have to be ok with that.