Time line of my childhood awakening

the first time i was called weird i cried.
the second time i was called weird i didn't cry.
the third time i was called weird i was giving my sister scraggly Audry Hepburn bangs in the basement, she had a special party to go to.
the fourth time i was called weird i was wearing boy's light-up shoes and a Space Jam tall tee.
the fifth time i was called weird i was pooping in a bush at a yard sale and asked for toilet paper.
the sixth time i was called weird i was taking shots of soy sauce at lunch.
the seventh time i was called weird i was in the bathroom coloring my hair with magic markers.
the eight time i was called weird i was directing a film called "The Revenge of the Furby", i was the star.
the ninth time i was called weird i was talking to power ranger action figures that sat in my trees.
the tenth time i was called weird i was refusing to filter anything i said.
the eleventh time i was called weird i was in the principles office, 3 times a week.
the twelfth time i was called weird i was forging a referral, put it in a Christmas envelope and signed it, in my best (worst) handwriting, "mrs. freedle".
the thirteenth time i was called weird i was playing to much Nintendo and was way too good at it, for a girl.
the fourteenth time i was called weird i was making Barbie and Ken fly across the room into the link-n-log fort, naked.
the fifteenth time i was called weird i was showing my mother how to install computer software, i was 11.
the sixteenth time i was called weird i was finally kinda pretty and smart, at the same time.
the seventeenth time i was called weird i was practicing math problems, for fun.
the eighteenth time i was called weird i was caught writing homage to spellcheck, my mother and i are dyslexic as hell and can't spell worth beans.

once i reached the oh so charming age of puberty, i started feeling weird and stopped counting...

It's all true. I am different, but I would have never known unless they told me every day. Thank you normal kids, for making me so sure of myself.