For My Weirdo Novels & Stories

He went to the Memorial and asked: – You don't need help?" "No, thank you." I'll manage. "What's your name?" "Call me Memorable." – They call me ' the Weirdo.' Although my friends and acquaintances are all eccentric. – Why are you called a weirdo?" Memorable grinned. – The fact is, I have a thought that haunts me. Perhaps it is not even a thought, but a strange feeling. – What is this strange feeling? – interested in Memorabilia.

If he is stuck in this close situation of locking eyes with the person he hated, or probably not? “If you are lucky enough to find a weirdo, never let them go.” ----- Anonymous -----

Everything and everyone around me, had been acting weirdly lately, especially bloody ME ! Gawwwddd. Please help me keep my sanity. I think I am gonna lose it any time now !! Hmfph !

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′ Kartika explained calmly. “I”m not a weirdo! Anyway, why”s Wibu (AKA WEEABOO, the one who is interested in Japanese stuff like anime, figurine, hentai, and such. It”s called Otaku in Japan and considered trash. If Otaku is trash, so WEEABOO is the lowest class in society.)? Doki-Doki is weird enough and now”s Wibu. The ancestors are weirdos in every way! ′ Alfi said irritated.

"Well? Everyone else introduced themselves. Why didn't you? Got something to hide?" I tapped my forehead lightly. "Oh, shoot. You're right. I got so worried that everyone might be thirsty that I totally forgot my turn. Anyway, my name's Cheryl Hewitt. I'm just your average office worker." The five of them traded confused looks, then hurriedly asked, "Have you ever joined a horror dungeon before?" I shook my head. "Nope." Verda immediately snapped, "This is a triple S-rank dungeon! How did you get here with zero experience?"

So that's one positive. "He wasn't our mate. Why do you even want to talk to someone who isn't our mate? The Moon Goddess should have given me a better human because you don't know what it means to be a werewolf. You're obviously defective. I wonder if I can send you in to be repaired." I groan as I continue walking. It's the same argument we have every day. I'm a twenty-five-year-old virgin, thanks to Mia. "You may be right, but I'm not going to sit around and wait for this so-called mate. I want to be happy, and if I find a man that makes me happy, so be it." I mindlink her, making her growl in my head.

The thought of green poop disgusts me on levels I didn't know existed. I'm starting to say meaningless things now, sorry. I'd have erased everything I just typed out, but you need to understand the kind of girl you're talking to. I'm what you'd term, a weirdo. I can act normal, but once I'm comfortable enough with you, then, lets just say, if you're not into anything "extra," I'd prolly freak you out.

And he has been crushing on me for almost a decade… Super fan-freaking-tastic! It’s not weird at all! This is completely and utterly normal. After all, normal is relative, right? Gah! Who the hell am I even trying to fool?! This is super, to the power of a million, weird! It’s like broccoli in jelly bean flavour… That’s… I really am weird… “This is… awkward.” I thought out loud. Damn! I really am an awkwardness magnet! Out of all the talents that I could have had, why do I have that particular one?!