[Chapter 15:] A History of Hilary

I wish that I had the attention span of my sister. She can focus on something for a superiorly long time without anything interrupting her. I have focus for about 5 minutes per thing that I try to accomplish; for example, today's blog. I signed on at 9am to write this. It's 10:30am. Where did my time go? I will tell you.

Gmail. Facebook. Flickr. Google Search. Myspace. Pictage. PS3. Facebook. Gmail. Comcast. Gmail. Eblogger.

In exactly that order.

The doctor told me that I have attention deficit disorder, which I already knew from a previous diagnosis. No new information here. I just worry about being abnormal. Mostly, I worry that my communication skills suffer a little from this. But I am really good at forcing myself to pay attention to people when they talk. It's really easy for me to listen after I get eye contact with someone. If I don't get eye contact, then I'm looking at everything and it's hard for me to focus. I've been doing the eye contact thing all through college with my professors and all my life with my friends. But if I can't get eye contact, I don't focus.

Maybe ADD is why I can make friends with so many people. I can only see 5 seconds in front of myself, therefore eliminating any chance of me ever thinking about being slightly embarrassed. "Hello! My name is Hilary. Would you like a vitamin water? I like this tv show. What's your favorite? Are you on facebook?" Comes out of my mouth faster than I can think about not talking. I would hope my personality is my personality and not attributed to a DSM4 recognized mental disorder.

Alan told me I'm over thinking because I've got too much going on in my brain. He's right. It's like thoughts are super bouncy balls you get out of the machines with quarters, except someone dumped the machine over and all the balls are bouncing off the walls inside my skull.

I read this thing that said women with ADD and Dyslexia (me again!) are among the most creative in the world. I think that may be because we bore easily.

I'm sorry if I ever get bored while talking to you, strool pieta!

I love you and happy Thursday!

-hilary hope bloomquist