10 Things About Me That Make Me Awesome

No, I’m really not this conceited. That’s a Rarasaur Nano Poblano prompt. Since I actually lean more towards self-deprecation, today, we’re going to talk about how awesome I am for a change.

10. My pets.

Yeah, I know this one is pretty indirect, but I swear, having animals has made me a better person. It’s hard to be a complete asshole when you have another life you are responsible for. Well, unless you are one of those complete assholes who neglects, abuses or trains animals to kill, but I’m not one of those complete assholes. My pets love me.

9. Vocabulary

Not to toot my own horn (although I guess that’s what this post is all about), but my vocabulary is pretty smokin’ (and yet, of all words, I chose to use smokin’). I know a lot of words and I enjoy using them. I don’t collect stamps or coins or Star Wars memorabilia; I collect words. I rummage around in the basement and find oddities. I whip them out from time to time to confuse people. I love confusing people.

8. Autodidact

Someone called me an autodidact once and I had no idea what it meant. I had to look it up: self-taught. Since that awkward moment where I discovered that my autodidactism wasn’t complete enough to include the word autodidact, I’ve remembered that word.

I used to be pretty smart, but that was before a traumatic head injury put the death knell on my smarts. I’m still relatively smart, but I’m smart like Swiss cheese. There are pockets of smart that are all stuck together the way they’re supposed to be, but there are holes scattered throughout. I have holes in my brain, or more precisely, lots of my neural pathways have been severed. It’s all completely random.

Everything I’ve learned since my head went boom is self-taught. I am constantly learning new things because I really enjoy learning new things. If I ever stop learning new things, I might as well stop living altogether.

7. Well-read.

I read a lot. I used to be a book snob. I wouldn’t read anything unless it was at least fifty years old. I figured that, if a book was still bandied about after fifty years, it was probably worth reading. Fifty years was enough time to cut out the chaff.

Honestly, even though that’s a stupid, teenage, poncy outlook, it did have a sense of logic to it. As a teen, not having read much, I had to start somewhere and the classics are a good place to start. I’ve since relaxed that rule, because its dumb. I read all sorts of things now except for romance novels and most books on best seller lists. I can’t help the best seller avoidance. I’m just contrary enough to not want to read things that everyone else reads.

6. Music -> visual synesthesia

I am one of only a handful of people in the entire world that sees music as pattern, movement and color. I tried to describe it here. I am unique. The few people I have met who have music -> visual synesthesia, typically only see music as color. I see it as three-dimensional moving art.

I’ve tried to capture it on canvas before, but it’s like trying to capture an entire opera in one snapshot. Since it’s such a big story that’s constantly moving, changing and growing, it’s impossible to sum up in only one picture. If someone with no knowledge of La Boheme looked at the snapshot you chose for it, they wouldn’t understand the story and they’d be missing out completely on the audio part of it, which is really what opera is all about. I wish I could describe it better.

5. Excellent friends

Somehow, I have managed to surround myself with a gaggle of awesome friends. They are funny, supportive, intelligent, challenging and sometimes a pain in the ass. Your friends say a lot about you. Judging by the caliber of my friends, I must be totally awesome. And that goes for all of my blogger friends, too.

4. Creative stuff

I can’t carry a tune. I don’t know how to play the violin. I still haven’t ever managed to write an entire novel. I can’t plié, pirouette or do this:

Dancer performing Fouetté en tournant. Image from wiki.

Dancer performing Fouetté en tournant.
Image from wiki.

But, I can draw the shit out of a cute crab and I can flash fiction like mad. I can drop you into the middle of a story already in progress, and with just a few hundred words, give you a sense of what’s happening and what might happen without actually telling you how it ends. I love writing those little slice of life vignettes. I’d love to put together a flash fiction book; Goldfish’s Big Book Of Tiny Stories or something. I suppose, in order to do that, I’d have to write more flash fiction. I should do that.

3. Writey business

I fancy myself a pretty good blogger, too. I can certainly tell an entertaining story. I can regale you with all the embarrassing things I’ve done like a pro. I think some of you actually enjoy reading my antics and I enjoy writing them. Sometimes, I can reach way down deep into the blackness of my soul and pull out something that I didn’t even know was there. I am ever so grateful that I was born in an era where blogging is a thing because my writing skills are perfect for blogging. I may not ever finish that novel, but I can rock the hell out of a blog.

2. Survivor, dammit

I am, somehow, still alive. Through meningitis, sexual abuse, domestic violence, homelessness, drug and alcohol abuse, depression, prostitution and every other awful thing others have done to me and that I’ve done to myself, I am still here and I don’t intend to go anywhere. I am a mother-effin’ survivor and I want to take my experiences and use them for good. I want to help others going through what I’ve gone through. I’m still not at a place where I can do that yet, but I’ll get there.

1. Funny business

I don’t know about you, but I love my sense of humor. It’s lightning fast and clever. It’s understated and sarcastic as hell. It never lets me take things too seriously nor does it let me get too down on myself. My sense of humor has survived the same awful things I have, yet, it is still as sleek as ever. It’s not tarnished or dull. My sense of humor rocks.


I can’t believe I managed to come up with ten things. I thought for sure I’d get stuck around four things. I tend to be pretty hard on myself even though I don’t want to be, so I think this was a good exercise. Thanks for not beating me over the head with a fish for displaying such hubris. It probably won’t happen again.

There are 33 comments

  1. CB

    What a great and entertaining list. I don’t think I could ever come up with 10 things that make me awesome, reason why I obviously haven’t done the prompt. :) Oh, and I am totally jealous of 4 and 3. Just so you know. Hah.


  2. naomilyrah

    You’re funny, I LIKE THAT…I also love to learn new words except on my sides, the words are often random, like ever since I learned the word “Skank” I like use it all the time on celebs ” she skanks” and my little brother loves to say “watermelon” so when I say Skank i know he’s gonna say watermelon, watermelon skanks…lol


  3. Mental Mama

    Well, duh – of course you’re awesome! I only surround myself with the finest folk, doncha know! :D
    In all seriousness, I think you are one of the niftiest people I’ve never had the pleasure of really meeting.


  4. aliceatwonderland

    You know it’s hard to be humble, when you’re perfect in every way! Yeah, I would have a tough time coming up with a list, not because I think there aren’t 10 good things about me, but because I have this sense long instilled in me that you don’t brag about yourself (unless you’re being over-the-top goofy about it). I too like writey business and drawing and humor. I need to get back to working with my graphics pad. So far my drawings still look like sketches just pasted to the computer. Hmm.

    I agree with everything on your list. Old Crabby is also my birth sign – thank goodness you made it cute at least!


  5. Twindaddy

    I agree with this list and I’m happy that you were able to find these things about yourself you find awesome. I happen to think you’re a pretty special person and I’m glad you can catch a small glimpse of what the rest of us see in you.


  6. JackieP

    Now see that wasn’t so hard was it? You are getting better because you have this list, you’ve done this list. It’s an awesome list. So there fore you must be awesome. ;-)


  7. gentlestitches

    What a fabulous post. I didn’t realize until I read it that I too, having bought myself up, am autodidactic! I looked it up!! Oh my gosh! I stand beside you (virtually) and say “we are both awesome.” I somehow managed to educate my self without any financial support or encouragement from anyone. Forgive me for making it about me for a few lines. It is about you! and you are indeed very, very awesome!!!! :)


  8. alexp01

    Honestly, you could have gone for fifteen or twenty, easy!

    I think what I like best is the synergy between #8 and #9. You mention your hobby of word-hoarding, and then hit us over the head with “autodidact.” I don’t know if that was Swiss cheese smart or regular smart, but it made me laugh (possibly Swiss cheese laugh, I’ll get back to you after the lab analysis).


  9. rarasaur

    I love this! I laughed when you started with saying that you weren’t that conceited, as if anyone would think you were conceited at all… :) I am sadly not an autodidact — but I think 100% of my friends are. I learn through the patient teaching of others. I can store facts on my own, but that’s not really the same. It’s one of my favorite skills to admire from afar. It’s sort of an umbrella word that I use for when someone can see something taken apart and put back together– and suddenly understand how to take it apart and put it back together, as well as how it works and what it does. There’s probably a more specific word for that, but I either call them autodidacts or magicians. You are both! :)


    1. goldfish

      Well, I wanted to be clear from the get go that I’m not conceited just in case anyone thought that.

      I’m not sure if there’s a word for taking things apart and putting them back together. Strangely, that’s kind of how I draw things. Like when I did my crab, I looked at the whole, then the parts, and put it all together again.


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