Q is for quiet. Which is not a word that describes me. But I'll work with it...
As I said, I am not a quiet person. Which is funny, because as a child I was painfully shy. I would hide under the table when someone rang the doorbell at my grandma's house. But now when I tell people this, the surprise is evident on their face. I have to convince people that yes, there was a time when I didn't like talking.
Now I'm only quiet when I'm moody. Or sick. Or home alone and super into a book. Actually, even then it bugs me if there's absolutely no noise. Even the ticking of a clock is comforting. I just don't do quiet. Quiet is not comfortable.
Does that make me weird?