Oh So Beautifully Flawed

I made a list of character flaws... or maybe they are just insecurities... I'm not quite sure how to classify them. And you may be thinking, "Why would you make a list about bad qualities you have?" It isn't like a form self-deprecation. It's recognition. It's acceptance. It's saying this is who I am... and if you can't handle me at my worst, you don't deserve me at my best (thanks Marilyn.)

I am messy.
I can't sit still.
I tell people when they are being stupid.
I'm afraid of butterflies.
I'm afraid of bugs in general, the dark, heights, scary movies, the doctor, death, etc.
I wear sweatshirts to reduce the anxiety in my every day life.
I don't always let on how much I know, so that way people don't expect as much from me.
I wear to much black.
I waste money.
I over analyze things.
I go through complete conversations in my head before they happen.
I go through complete conversations in my head after they happen.
I don't think before I speak.
I tell the same stories over and over again.
I'm a really confident insecure person.
When I do laundry I separate clothes by what I will and won't wear.
I like gossip.
I don't always follow the same standards I have for others.
I make decision I know are bad.
I don't always wear matching socks.
I never make my bed.
I once made a list of my flaws. (*wink*)
I sign the words to songs as I walk around campus.
I bite.
I don't how far is too far.
I steal magnets from Sonic.

So, I probably have a lot more. But I'm pretty content with that list. Those are some flaws and quarks for you to know about me. It's who I am. I could make a list of good things too... but it might not be as good as I think... so I'll just let other people judge the good.