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A look into my mind’s own exclusive dictionary…~Processing the word “annoying”…5%…15%…55%…75%…100%

Definition: An adjective that refers to an individual whose company other people want to avoid since his/her choice of words or actions bring about irritation and dislike. It is a fitting description to those who are unaware that their personality causes discomfort to those human beings they are constantly with. There may be times that these people are accepted, but then, there is always a point where they cross the line.~Retrieving situations from memory archives on how I can be described as annoying…

During my states of hyperactivity, I tend to jump up and down like a spring. Every word that exits my mouth ends with an exclamation point and I act as the exclamation point after EVERY two words or so. The exclamation points are accompanied by my laughter, which more often than not, some people have commented that they find it a little strange. Along with imitating a laughing rabbit (if such animals exist), I tend to tease people, as a true hyperactive person, until they turn as red as the blood that’s boiling the more they get irritated by the taunts. Nobody has ever told me to my face that what I do when I’m hyperactive is annoying, but I bet that they talk about it behind my back, which is much worse because I have no way of knowing when I have crossed the line of being acceptably out of my mind. The other situation is the exact opposite. When I encounter too many problems resulting in stress, I worry too much! When I say too much, I really mean I worry about every littl detail of the present and of the future. I scrutinize all the possible situations and I turn every itsy-bitsy object upside down and every scenario that plays in my head goes progressively from fine to bad to worse. A proverbial landslide is probably the closest thing to describing my state of mind every time I worry and whine about anything. Everyone tries to cheer me up and get me to look at the bright side, but I stubbornly continue whining and being miserable to the point of shooing them away with my pessimism.

~How to avoid being called annoying in the future: (to be stored in the “advice for myself” files)

The best way for me to suppress the rising level of being annoying is to just take a moment to stand still and relax. I have a friend who always knows how to calm me down when I am getting too hyper.

All he does is tell me to stand still and count very slowly to ten. After I get to number eight the hyperactivity subsides and I’m back to being my normal self. This tells me that what I need to do, which is to let the calm wash over me and allow it to lead me back to my sanity so people around me won’t start avoiding me because of my annoying hyperactivity. Pessimism is quite a different story. There are not enough conceivable numbers to keep me from scrutinizing every possible mistake I could make with my life. This will have to be a mind over matter situation. The constant worried and irrational part of my being will have to be suppressed and kept in check since I don’t want anyone trying to avoid me just because of my whiny voice and depressing state of mind. It is annoying to be the wet blanket in any group, so I’ll have to try hard to keep my mind as optimistic as I can manage.

Over all, if I ever DO manage to make all of this possible, I shall never once have to be afraid of being the ANNOYING one. For in my brain’s dictionary, the word ANNOYING should and will forever be the antonym of Hazel Sua.