This troper has the ability to get anyone to open up to her. It doesn't matter if she's known someone for five minutes or ten years, they will tell her about all of their life's problems and secrets. Unfortunately, this leads to her being seen as very empathic and caring, and when she tries to express HER feelings, they see her as an uncaring bitch and demand to know why she isn't being sympathetic.

This troper is scary smart and perceptive, can see in low light, stronger and faster than he should be on first glance, capable of taking a load of punishment standing and regenerate from incapacitating injuries rapidly (seriously, he crushed his hand by punching a wall to the point the joints scraped against themselves when he tried to move his fingers the slightest bit, but two minutes later the pain faded, and he could grip again, albeit with slight difficulties). Cool, huh? The downside: he doesn't understand social norms one bit, making him an outcast, and people seem to fear him, and is constantly bored, which he alleviates by experimenting on himself to see his limits (latest escapade: sleep deprivation, 69 hours with no sleep). Not so cool now, is it...?

This tropette was abused for as long as she can remember until she tried to kill her abuser at 11. Her life from then on is best described as "it got worse". The blessing? She's intelligent, accepting and pretty damned tough. She considers the blessing heavier than the suck, as it's thanks to those qualities that she has a great life now.

As a redheaded male, this troper will state that it sucks. Bad skin, sunburns, taunts and jeers... But if I ever have redheaded daughters, you know they're going to be good looking.

Hey, I'm a proud ginger, I think it looks great, and my fiancee loves my hair colour :)

This Troper has an innate musical ability. He's able to play guitar, bass, keyboards, drums, sing, and wants to learn how to play the violin, flute and saxophone (and sees no reason why he wouldn't be able to). He can pick up any of these instruments and play a great deal of things by ear straight off, and if he can't, a few months of hard study will remedy that. However, he's totally incapable of writing any music or songs of his own- a writer's block a mile high and infinitely wide. He has a huge, immensely varied and yet unusual music taste (for his age) so is not without inspiration, and yet is completely inable to create a single original idea that doesn't sound completely shit to his ears. And because of his fairly esoteric taste in music he's quite unable to interact with other musicians of his age, because they listen to music that he hates. So he's limited to sitting in his room on his own recording covers, and he can't even do that well (stage fright). What's the point in being able to play musical instruments if you can't create your own original compositions, or even perform/record decent covers of the music you love?

It's similar for this troper, but with languages. She originally knew four languages fluently (Russian, Yiddish, Azerbaijani and Hebrew), was taught another two as a kid (English and German) and taught herself Arabic, French, Spanish and Japanese as a teen and now knows them at least well enough to communicate (right now she's learning Chinese). Now, someone who knows that many languages could make a living as a translator, but this troper absolutely can't function in more than one language at once. She tried to get over it, but seems to be unable to keep track of which language she uses at the time, and when she wanted to translate text her mind has just gone blank. Time after time. The most this troper can do with her language skill is to get sent to hundreds of business trips and relocations and get insomnia from too much flying.

For musicians, perfect pitch can be both this and CursedWithAwesome - especially when an instrument is difficult to retune, e.g. a piano. One of my classmates in a Music History course had that ability; when the professor pulled out a recording of instruments that were tuned to a historical standard (A440 is fairly recent) she could ''not'' follow the score. I noticed that it seemed a little off, but it didn't bother me at all (but then, I don't have Perfect pitch, just pretty good pitch.)

I can sypathise with the original troper. This Troper can easily pull the starting note of a song out of thin air to sing it (on my first listening, although usually with wrong words), can usually play the song on keyboard in about ten minutes (comes to a rate of about a minute of the song in about 2 minutes tinkering) and never forgets the starting note of a song, but anything else (including composing)? Nothing. Not even a guitar chord (although I don't play guitar, in fairness) or starting note. Luckily, the songs I prefer to sing don't require music beyond a tune: sea shanties and folk music. To help get over your stage fright, might I recommend joining a music group? It worked for me: in fact, I'm one of the original members of a folk club, although, at the founding time, I was playing accordion.

Amen to all of the above. I have pitch that, while not considered perfect, is really quite good. My one problem is that I subconsciously harmonize *everything.* I mean it, It takes me about 30 seconds of focusing before I can hit a note without going into a harmony. Another example is the fact that before I can hit any note, I have to designate a specific part of my body to focus on when I sing that note.

ADHD is essentially an example of this.

This troper has a particularly high IQ, comes from a wealthy family, and has an abnormally sharp sense of introspection. You'd think any of these would be a good thing, but it's not. I have poor money management skills, due to never really being short on cash. Now that I plan on moving out on my own soon, I need to develop moneymaking skills I never knew I didn't have. During school, I was frequently touted as the smartest student in the class, even by the overachievers, despite almost never seeing an A after 3rd grade. It wasn't that I couldn't do the work. It was that I had already skipped ahead in the book and felt no challenge left in the work I was being given, and therefore no incentive to do it. The self awareness doesn't help me as much as I would like it to, since I have a massive superiority complex due to having almost no one I can communicate with and finding a person capable of judging their own actions is a rare person indeed. Take into account that I am also a writer who sees inspiration in nearly all things. The problem with that is that I see inspiration in ALL things. I can never see fit to actually write a story, because I'm constantly churning out ideas for said story.

This troperette is wondering if you're her long-lost twin.

This tropette is wondering if we're a long-lost group of triplets.

Quadruplets maybe?

This troper can draw rather well. The catch is that my handwriting suffers big time.

This troper has a similar problem, sometimes I can't even read my writing

Are you my twin? I have the EXACT same problem.

Once a year this troper will wind up losing all his charm and dry wit and becoming a complete idiot for an entire day. Lead to such great moments as "Why is the room dark?" "How much is a quarter worth?" and "What do hurricanes have to do with weather?"

Though it's obviously not supernatural, this troper has an extremely acute sense of smell. On at least one occasion, this troper has correctly identified instant ramen by smell, right down to the brand and flavor, without having seen nor been on the same floor of the building as the bowl of ramen. The "suck" part? When something smells ''bad''. He can't turn it off.

Inverted with this troper who can't smell anything at all. The fun fact: He had to walk past a dead river for 7 years to school and only noticed it a few months ago. That the river was dead, not that he couldn't smell.

This (male) troper attracts breasts. And nobody but him ever seems to notice, unless (and sometimes even when) it's his head. The suck part? When it's an aunt or other relative, it's inevitably his hands or head. When it's not, it's his elbow.

This troper has that problem, but more of a knowing people with large breasts. The problem comes from them being family members, and being King of the Friend Zone.

Original troper again. A good 30% of the girls I know (that are of age, of course) are Moderately endowed. the majority are dangerously close to GagBoobs territory, a good chunk few of them are past that threshold, and only about 3 girls are Pettanko. Not complaining, but yeah.

This troper has totally had dreams about certain events before they happened, with every last detail the same as it actually happens. The suck part is that it is always minor conversations that are out of the ordinary routine, but not particularly spectacular. Example: I once dreamed about my ethics teacher telling the class he cut his finger while slicing a bagel that morning, the dream happening about 4-5 hours before the class.

This troper was just ''thinking'' about this trope and oh- there goes my cartography homework -_-;

This troper, for some reason, is always very lucky with whatever he's doing, be it bowling, tennis or game. He always get just the right amount of spin/power to win the game...but it only happens the first time he played anything. It occasionally happened later on though.

This troper has the uncanny ability to recognize women he's just met by their butt despite usually not even having seen them from behind before. Usually generates awkwardness when it comes up in conversation. #QUOTE# '''Girl:''' You tagged me in a photo. #QUOTE# '''Troper:''' Yeah? #QUOTE# '''Girl:''' The only part of me that's in the photo is my ass. How did you know it was my ass? #QUOTE# '''Troper:''' It's a super power?

This troper has very clear, sensitive hearing, I can have the TV on at a high volume and I am easily able to hear someone walking up to the front porch, or hear birds singing from the backyard when I am in the basement. The suck part is that it's TOO sensitive, where I can't understand what someone right next to me is saying if there's anything making constant noise nearby, such as something cooking, cars driving by, or simply other people in the same room talking at the same time.

This troper regrets using what seems to be turning into a Troper Tales Cliche, but are you me? I seem to have been blessed with the exact same suck. Although, I can probably trace it back to both the fact that my eyesight is terrble (nowhere near blind, though,) and the fact that she listens to music and is very paranoid when it comes to other people being able to hear it. The lowest setting on my stereo is still too loud for my paranoia. ;-;

This troper has the same problem. Except in my case, I can't listen to the TV on high volume...Or the computer speakers...Or headphones, phones, or any other device of some sort in general, unless he wants to hold the earphone a few inches away from his ear on the lowest possible volume, which is a bother, so I don't bother using those things anyway. Others ask why I always listen to everything at low volumes, to the point where the others can't hear it very well, and I answer with something along the lines of having sensitive hearing. Along with this, I can hear high frequencies, like dog whistles for example, while everybody else wouldn't notice the noise, leaving me to suffer while they remain ignorant. But at least I don't have bad hearing, right?

Are either of you me? I don't think I've been editing in my sleep...again...

Some time ago this troper discovered her ability to hear ultrasounds, or at least really high-pitched noises that her parents can't hear. We got out of the car outside a hotel and this troper suddenly heard a weird noise. After a while it started to get annoying. She asked her parents what the hell it was and they said they couldn't hear anything. We later reached the conclusion that the sound was part of some sort of security system and not supposed to be heard. So, yeah, I can hear ultrasounds. And I heard them ''all the time'' for the two days we spent at that place. Ow, my ears.

You'll lose that at about around 25-30, young people have a wider range of hearing then older people. However if you live in Canada, Manitoba, thats not a security system your supposed to hear it's a system designed to drive away teenagers and young adults because it's an annoying sound only they can hear.

Assuming you mean Manitoba, Canada, could you give more information on that? Sounds interesting.

Unless you're this troper, in which case you're completely fucked- I wear a cochlear implant, which by some quirk also allows me to hear some tones I shouldn't (I can hear the tone in metal detector systems, it was a very familiar sound to me in my childhood when I frequented Blockbuster) so in all likelihood that damn ultrasound you described will make me want to eat children until I turn the hearing aid off, but in which case I'll be completely deaf. Damned if I do, damned if I don't...

Probably some of those (esp. the metal detector) aren't even sounds at all, but electromagnetic fields, which makes it even more of a superpower. A literal sixth sense.

This troper is in her early forties and can hear the TV when it's muted...and the refridgerator is running three feet away in the kitchen...:-/

This Troper used to have the "dreamed through entire days before they happened" thing (and sometimes even weeks, but usually only the one to five day dreams reflected reality properly, and on the dreams longer than two days I rarely remembered anything more than the big stuff apart from the last day or so). Good for knowing when there would be a pop quiz, bad for having to live through some days two or three times and never being sure if a day (or a week, or even more) was a dream or not until waking up. He also has the "can hear a muted television and it drives him ''insane''" curse, as well as that thing where too many sounds just blur together into a migraine-causing mess, so if ''one'' person is talking to him with the computer monitor on, and the television muted instead of turned off, and the ''microwave'' on in the next room, he's going to have to apologize for covering his ears and trying to nonverbally indicate "''later''!" or even vacate the area when possible. Anyway, the reason said troper was here in the first place was due to an incredible ability to read (with full understanding of the text) a lot more much more quickly than most people can stand. The suck comes in where he cannot stop reading for much more than a few minutes while awake and not watching an especially engrossing film. So detention, where he has no textbooks and is not allowed to read fiction? Mental torture. Riding a car at night for long distances (since he can't fall asleep in a moving vehicle without actually having to pass out)? Has to resort to reading lighted street signs and billboards. Camping and forgot the bag with his books, apart from the standup comedy book he had already almost finished? Went catatonic for several hours a short time after rereading the book. Awful.

Aspergers syndrome. Oh were to begin...For those who don't know, its a form of High Functioning Autism which essentially allows you to absorb more information better and more efficiently. It also results in an enhanced memory and general improvement of cognitive skills. Sounds pretty cool right? Study less, get better grades, have an easier time in school? Well, that's only cool up to a point. In exchange for the previously mentioned enhancements, the person with the condition gets their social skills shot to hell, a stigma attached to them (apparently all autistic people are drooling invalids, which is why nobody this troper knows has any idea he has this condition, passing for normal is possible, but difficult), and a general inability to understand other people and from personal experience, I have determined that I just don't feel emotions the same way other people do. This troper is 18, and thanks to Aspergers, I have few friends, and have never had a girlfriend, or even a date. So while I can be successful in life (I aced AP english while playing {{Earthbound}} on an emulator the entire time, and am doing pretty damn well in college despite coasting through most classes), what's the bloody point if there is nobody to share it with? (If you want a general synopsis, think L from death note, only not as bad/good on both the awkward thing and the detective thing.)- Exdeath64

Hey, fellow genuine Aspie. You probably feel emotions the same way as other peple, it's just that a standard feature of Aspergers is an inability/great difficulty in judging other people's emotions, moods and reactions. And the good grades aren't a guarantee, mine dropped off pretty quick once I got into high school and are decidedly average. Not to mention I've met other people with Aspergers, and I get painfully aware of how weird, creepy and annoying the symptoms can get... ''and this is how I look to other people''. Self-diagnosed Assburgers are idiots. -@/SabreJustice

I DO feel emotions, but I don't know how to respond to other people and I don't know if they feel the same way I do in similar situations, leading to my nearly constant winging it. I can handle the basics pretty well, and can be downright scary levels of manipulative when I need to be (I realize that its a slippery slope, so I only do that sort of thing when I need to help out one of my few friends or family member in need. You mess with someone I care about, I make your life hell until you back off.), but anything that involves close relations with another person throws me for a complete loop (a friend once compared my reaction to a social situation I don't understand computer freezing). And I am genuine, and was made painfully aware of that fact in 7th grade when my Special Education teacher milked my condition for all it was worth for more funding, it escalated to the point where my record listed me as incapable of cleaning myself, needless to say, the administration was PISSED when they found out (probably due to the possibility of my parents suing them back into the stone age). And I have had the odd tomato moment as well, nothing is more unsettling then seeing some creepy person at the mall, commenting to yourself how strange they are, then realizing its possible people see you the same way. - @/{{Exdeath64}}

Another genuinely-diagnosed Aspergers troper here. I have enough practice that I can usually manage social interactions okay, however when I get overwhelmed, it has a tendency to get really bad - I withdraw totally into my shell, curl up into a ball, and think about how IJustWantToBeNormal.

Aspie here too. It's very difficult for me since my lack of drive and ambition has lead to me failing college courses twice now. It also causes a lot of friction with my parents because they want me to get a job and live on my own. Add to that I have Social Anxiety Disorder, so I'm very paranoid and shy around crowds and strangers because I don't want to do something thats potentially embarrassing. As such I see myself as a loser for his lack of goals, friends, romance, and general loneliness. - @/{{Anomaly188}}

This troper's hearing is far stronger than his ability to filter it. He hears other people's cellphones go off long before they do (and sometimes goes and brings it to them before the even notice it's ringing). He can hear car alarms go off from blocks away. If anything's beeping to notify you that its battery is running down, he'll notice it long before you will. But when you put all of that together, he can't hear you speaking to him.

This troper (@/{{Exdeath64}}, I need to get a userpage set up...) has the same thing, I cannot number the times I have tried to answer my cellular before the call actually goes through.

This is probably more of a CursedWithAwesome example, but... I'm very short, and very unnoticeable. Most of the time, I like it that way. But in a crowd when I'm trying to find someone... Cue running around, completely unnoticed, even by the person I'm looking for! That sucks.

This troper has limited empathic abilities, I mean, yeah, I can read peoples' thoughts to a certain degree and I can even drain energy from my surroundings into myself, but I can also feel peoples' physical pain. And I can read. peoples. thoughts. Think about the implications of that a bit. Now think about how I found out my last girlfriend cheated on me.

Hello fellow empath. You're not alone. I hate to tell you, but as you get older and stronger it's only going to get worse. This troper has known several empaths who suffer the same thing, himself included. I come from a family of pretty strong empaths. High school sucked because of it. I could tell once when one of my friends was ridiculously amorous. I could feel it without even looking at her. Feeling people's physical pain too can make you sick. On one occasion, when a member of my school died in a car crash, I didn't even know the girl, and yet I was absorbing all the depression from the entire school. I felt like I was walking through mud the entire day. My friends claimed it was like I was acting like a shield and absorbing all the negativity so they wouldn't be affected.

If we're going to venture into empathic territory, might I recommend learning to shield? Even if it's complete BS, it can't hurt.

Second poster again. Trust me, it's not BS. It's the only way I survived Highschool without a massive psychotic break.

Not empathic powers per se, but this troper has some psychic ability, namely forms of clairvoyance and aura-sense, and believe me, it is quite different from what those fakers claim. Such things can be useful in advising people, but he prefers to be stealthy about it to avert the YouHaveToBelieveMe trope, and he only advises people such as his family (his mother is very spiritual, and his father is sort-of open to the possibility) with information gleaned through such methods. He has been having low-level visions of some sort of personal destiny, started by strange dreams, for the past eighteen months or so about some sort of future outlook which this troper would prefer not to elaborate on, except that even though it is a favourable i.e. relatively happy outcome, it is very different from his boring present and while he knows the events and possibilities of precursory events he can't pinpoint ''when''. This hasn't been lifelong as such - the potential was likely there from the beginning but it took certain bad relationships and other events to awaken it more fully. But this troper is thankful he isn't living in the DeepSouth or similarly ultra-Christian area, otherwise he'd be fleeing riled-up mobs led by preachers with TorchesAndPitchforks, or in an area where worse could happen, the ol' BurnTheWitch type thing (though this troper is sort-of henotheistic but bordering on polytheism, but not Wiccan, funnily enough...), especially since he once saw a Roman Catholic priest's aura as showing he was possibly an unwitting agent for an evil red-eyed being from beyond death itself ''seen overlapping the priest's aura''...

Warning: this comment contains Deadpan Snarkerism and skeptical thought. Both have been found to remove supernaturality from existence, so those allergic to objective truth are advised to look away now. Well, either you get TorchesAndPitchforks, or you win a million dollars. There have been hundreds of claims of people who can read minds, see auras and the like, yet none have passed even the most simple test. Being capable of empathythat is to say, the ability to feel the emotions others feel through recognition or extrapolative guess of emotional state is not a superpower. Being able to read body language (causing you to figure out your girlfriend is hiding something from you) is not a superpower. Being able to feel like crap because somebody died is not a superpower. If you are truly capable of reading mindseasy test: ask someone to think of a number, or seeing auras test: pick criminals out of a line-up, or supernatural levels of empathy easy test: close your eyes. Get somebody to walk into the room you haven't had contact with and guess their emotion, or of draining energy from your environment easy test: ampere meter and an electrical circuit. If you are honestly supernatural, there is a million dollar check (and world fame) waiting for you a basic scientific test away. There is no reason not to try (unless you aren't really supernatural). Science would have tremendously faster progress if people were allowed to be cut up at random, but it doesn't because of morality, so you don't have anything to fear either. Just step up and change the world forever.

This troper has one really stupid superpower: she can predict what episode of a syndicated TV show will be shown on its next showing the following day, provided she actually watches the show. Growing up she had about a 90% success rate in predicting episodes of GarfieldAndFriends, and can still predict what late-afternoon episode of the Simpsons will be shown about three or four nights a week.

Whenever This Troper quotes or thinks about Simpsons, that episode shows up within a week. Without fail.

This Troper has a really high tolerance for alcohol. The only time he has ever been drunk (and this is fact still debated amongst friends, some say he was moderately drunk, others say he was just really buzzed) was after killing a bottle of vodka, several shots of gin, and several beers. Because he's in college, the usual supply of alcohol is moderate in alcoholic content and abysmal in taste. Which means by the time his friends are too drunk to care about taste, he's still essentially sober and hating every can. Problem being, he enjoys drinking (Czech beers, Ukrainian Pertsovka, and tequila are his favorites), but has nothing enjoyable to drink.

This troper, when growing up, was a pretty well-mannered and mature for his age boy growing up in the eyes of his family; unlike other boys they had seen, who'd knock stuff over, get up on the tables, pick fights, or otherwise be rowdy. Unfortunately, while being s positive thing, it made my life hell; because I wasn't being rowdy like the other boys in my class, I was automatically labeled as a "troublemaker" in the eyes of the teachers and was wrongfully punished.

This troper has a semi-supernatural ability - I dream about a few things before they happen, or wake up in the middle of the night and know something happened. I knew my uncle died hours before anyone who wasn't in the room. Thing is, it usually happens with deaths. On the non-supernatural side, I can hear [=TVs=] when they're off - and my sister has a habit of falling asleep to a muted TV. VERY annoying. My sense of smell is also rather well developed, which only really helps when they're a baby in the room.

This troper has a fairly high IQ and is considered 'gifted', which her parents use to brag to their 'friends'. I can, on rare occasion, pull off something incredibly insightful. This is because I think ''differently'', not that I think ''better''. The real suck comes into play when everyone assumes I'm some sort of InstantExpert at anything I try or think I'm lazy because I just don't UNDERSTAND something. For instance, I really can't wrap my head around face-to-face interaction. I can understand it as a third party observer. I cannot understand it when I'm involved in the situation. Cue my parents treating and friends treating me like a do nothing, good for nothing mooch, because for the life of me I can't seem to pass classes or get a job.

Out of curiosity, do you happen to be me?

This troper's asthma and ADHD means that she must work harder than others both physically and mentally, making her extremely disciplined. What bothers her is that other people seem to be under the assumption that she is somehow cursed with awesome. She has had friends tell her that she is "lucky" for her straight As (she recently got a 99.14% in a EASY class, and a very high grade in an extremely hard class). When she points out that since she has a more difficult time concentrating than they do, she has a HARDER time studying. They took this as an insult, as though she was stating that she was better than them, because she tries harder (although it is quite simply, only, because she has better study habits). This troper also distinctly remembers running somewhere in the 6 minute range, for the mile, faster than all others in her PE class (in middle school). A group of students came to her, inquiring about how she could run so fast. They came to the conclusion that because her inhaler "gives her extra air" it gave her a major advantage in her physical capability. She was baffled, and could barely formulate a comeback. So, because she has a disadvantage, she is given a medicine to help her with said disadvantage, which somehow boosted it from disability to superpower?! God forbid, that it is simply from hard work and athleticism. She thinks that those excuses people give (it's easy for you, but not for me!) is just a way to dodge responsibility. Not that it isn't hard, but it is their responsibility, and this troper KNOWS they are capable of reaching the same level as she. It is just a matter of how important reaching said goal is, and what they are willing to do to reach it. It's all about PRIORITIES.

This Troper has three Blessed With Suck abilities: she reads ridiculously quickly, which proves terrible when she reads something she's not really supposed to before the person it belongs to shuts it closed, or if she's trying to read anything out loud her mouth can't keep up with her words; she is an almost-compulsive proofreader, which is great if you need an essay proofed but not so great if you're constantly wincing at all the little grammatical mistakes people make every day; and she is a musician with a very good ear (I can pick up a song in about a minute, unless it's extremely complex), though she hasn't had much musical training and is reduced merely to playing the simplest versions of the song, especially on bass guitar. She also has next-to-no real social skills and almost was diagnosed with autism as a young'un.

I know you're not me because I'm tone-deaf, but I'm somewhat similar regarding reading, and practically the same when it comes to proofreading. If you give it to me, I will analyze its grammar and spelling, if not the content. This has become difficult when my friends have given me writing to read because they know me as the reader of the group and I've had to restrain myself from getting out a red pen and correcting everything.

That makes three of us. I'm not tone-deaf, and I'm not musically gifted (though I am woefully susceptible to Ear Worms), but the reading insanely fast and compulsive proofreading? Totally me. Which is why I'm a fanfic beta. It lets me be useful with my talents. Unfortunately, it also drives me completely insane when I'm reading things by people who are supposedly in college and don't know the difference between "they're" and "there" and "their".

Depending on whether you ask a biochemist or a psychologist, this troper either used up all his high stress pain neurotransmitters (the entire lifetime supply) or has a classic, albeit extreme, version of conditioning as a result of going through 6 days of boot camp with a mostly broken leg completely unaided by crutches. Those days were far more painful than anything else this troper has ever endured, including a kidney stone. To this day, he cannot feel any pain during exertion and can easily ignore even excruciating pain, provided he is working his way toward some goal, right up to lifting a 30 lb., 300 degree piece of metal to free a coworker. The suck? It can't be turned off, and pain is your body's way of saying, "Dude, seriously...STOP!!" More than once, this troper has collapsed in a heap mid-jog because of an inability to feel tired until CriticalExistenceFailure.

YourMileageMayVary. If I had such an ability, I'd consider it as being CursedWithAwesome. Pain, after all, is weakness leaving the body.

This troper is pretty smart, which she doesn't like the admit in case she jinxes herself. However, her memory is so bad that she has a feeling she'll get Alzheimer's when she gets older. Because of this, she can only remember important things for about a day before her mind decides the information is not important enough, which makes her seem really dim at times.

I'm very similar, except that there's no one timeframe where I'll forget important things. It could be a day, it could be a week, it could be fifteen minutes, but if it's important, rest assured that I'll forget it before too long. This may be due to my ADHD, and has caused my parents to continually call me a "bum" and insinuate that I'm forgetting things on purpose to avoid doing work. Not so.

This troper has Asperger's, and hyperlexia, the neurological opposite of dyslexia. While that's all fine and dandy, the AS gives him hypersensitivity in EVERY area. So he can hear, see, smell, taste, and feel more then the average person. This comes with a MAJOR downside, as he can; easily be blinded by bright lights, hear a muted TV buzzing, be highly annoyed by high pitched and/or loud noises, have nausea from bad tastes/smells ramped up to extremes, and feels pain a lot more than most people. The only reason he can't kick people's asses is because punching someone hurts him more then it hurts them.

I think I have found my internet doppelganger. This troper, too, has hypersensitivity and hyperlexia. Add to that the fact that I can feel sounds. As in, they have weight and texture. A screaming baby pretty much feels like razor wire slicing between the hemispheres of my brain.

Nobody else can hear a muted or turned off tv buzzing? What about seeing the screen still faintly glow even though it's off? These things have more than creeped me out over the years, but I always assumed everybody had that. As for all the other sense things, I seem to have many of those, including the nausea from smells. I get headaches from bright lights and loud sounds...but I have never had a problem with pain. Quite the opposite. I have a high tolerance for it. But yes, the suck comes in the form of frequent migraines and light and sound sensitivity. Smells don't help, and leave me feeling sick.

I have AS too, and while it can be helpful sometimes, I have the same problems as the OP. High-pitched sounds make me wince, bright lights make me squint (or avert my eyes immediately) and my pain tolerance is fairly low. The first two can make me snap at anyone who accidentally invokes them (e.g. shining a torch directly at me, or somebody screaming in horror) whereas the last one is just a fucking annoyance.

hyperlexic and Aspie here. Although I don't have any problems with sound sensitivity like you guys do (I do have a habit of covering one ear though), or to light. I am senstive in other ways. I needed a brush of sorts when I was young to calm my nerves, and I always carry around a backpack as a security blanket of sorts. I seem to have a dulled sense of smell, though. The Sucked parts of hyperlexia is mostly my speech (previously thought to be apraxia), my social impairness (I love talking and asking questions, but my social circle is naturally smaller), the tendancy to be One of the Girls, and other stuff. On the flip side, I am a great reader, an avid writer, and the ability to memorize facts easily.

Kulture here, and over the years I've desensitised myself to all manner of violence, up to and including decapitation via knife, obliteration via 18-wheeler and shovel embedded in skull. Unfortunately, it's also given me a habit of taking things too far and simply not caring about it. This includes my line after returning to a TCG after a long hiatus: "I'm rustier than Heather Mills' leg in the dead sea." I can be a total dick.

That wouldn't be hard to achieve, seeing as how there's no oxygen in the Dead Sea.

BuxomIsBetter? Hardly. This Troper, an average-sized woman (normal weight, 5'6."), now age 20, is a 34H(American). I look totally disproportional, I can hardly remember a time when by back didn't hurt, the shirts big enough to fit my breasts totally hide the rest of my figure, I used to be a very good runner but now it hurts too much even if I wear 3 sports bras, people assume they're fake, I've got to wait for an annual family vacation to be able to go to a store that actually stocks bras in my size, and the knowledge that when I get pregnant, the s%&t is really gonna hit the fan. I would get a breast reduction now, but I really want to breastfeed my children and am afraid that surgery will prevent that from happening at maximum efficiency. There are only two positive things to come of this: (1) I make VictoriasSecretCompartment into a game [2 wallets, three cell phones, 5 sets of house keys, a tiny vial of eucalyptus oil, and a baby bunny--and no picture to prove it...perverts], and (2) I was once at a party as a senior in high school(Back when I used to be F), with a girl whom I had gone to middle school with too and my crush, who had graduated the year before and was her ex-boyfriend, although they remained friends. We had gotten to talking about the good old days, and she casually said, hijacking the conversation in an attempt to embarrass me: "Yeah, I remember back in middle school when you were really flat and everyone made fun of you for it." I replied that she had been one of those girls and "Isn't karma a bitch?". InsultBackfire? He laughed, and we've been going out ever since. Make that 3 good things about them. Still, it mostly sucks.

I've heard C and Ds complaining of back problems from that trope after me pulling a {{Pettanko}} joke. However, I have a somewhat similar problem. I've become well known for going through small places... and then my hips grew. A lot. -SenshiSun

34H? Holy crap. I'm a 34DD and that's awful enough. How the hell do you manage H?!

This troper (@/BertieDastard) has the ability to read minds. Well, not really, but wouldn't that be cool? Seriously, though, I can gauge people's personalities within moments of meeting them, can get them to tell me really private thins within minutes and, on occasion, have been known to get girls to love me within a couple of hours of meeting me. The downside of this? IT makes me seem really outgoing, and people-savvy, when in reality, I'm anything but. Not sure if this counts per se, but if it doesn't, drop me a pm, and let me know.

This troper is generally rather healthy, or so it seems, and hasn't missed even one day of school in her whole life. But she does get sick. And it's always, ALWAYS happening the minute school holidays begin. If she's lucky, then it passes after a day or two, but if she's not, then it passes exactly in time for her to go back to school. It has nothing to do with the time of the year, as this troper lived in several countries where holidays are in different times - actually, there were cases where this rule was slightly defied, but she hasn't had even one holiday where she hasn't gotten sick. By now she suspects that it's a psychological thing, because she knows as a fact when she will get sick and when not.

This troper has the ability to remember the music from TV shows he likes even if it's been years ago. It has two implications: 1. Try not getting a craving for a show that has already been canceled after being ScrewedByTheNetwork over with no home video releases (I want my Cave Kids damnit!) and 2. It gets worse if you have no control over what song you'll hear- it pops in when you're reminded of the show through a stimuli (i.e. a still from the show). And oh, it works for advertising jingles too. This troper gets a craving for KFC Whenever he hears TheMonkees' Daydream Believer because KFC used a modified version of the song to push their products, in the mid-90s!

This troper is very pragmatic and logical. He also has a higher-than-what-is-apparently-normal ability to tolerate others' views, as long as those views don't affect me negatively. Finally, he's good at noticing his own personality flaws. Unfortunately, he often gets frustrated that others aren't the same way, leading to a MASSIVE superiority complex. When my anxiety, anger, and depression issues factor in, he gets very dysphoric.

My old pug is about to pass on. What's sad about it is she is an alpha, the kind that will attack you if you get on her bad side but luvs you still. The thing is I tried to breed her but she never got pregnant. Well one surgery later while fixing her they found that she had suffered an infection that had sterilized her before her first heat. That's right an animal granted the power to be head of the pack but incapable of making her own. I later got another pug that's beta and bred her so now as death comes to my old gal she is surrounded by a foreign brood.

This troper can hear school bells ((and only school bells)) mere seconds before they go off as well as occasionally his cellphone. The downside? Sometimes he's wrong and makes a fool of himself. It's helpful, but well, who wants to be caught gwaking at his phone like an idiot r standing up to early?

This troper seems to give off a natural warmth, so is never too cold and has been used as an organic radiator by friends in the past. The downside? Summer. Is. HELL!

Same here, fellow radiator! This troper never gets a tan because she basically can't go outside from June to October without risking heat sickness.

This Troper has an interesting ability to give at least 7 theories on just about anything. Now, you would think this makes for a decent or awesome {{Chessmaster}}, right? Well, the problem is it doesn't go further than the first sentence. All he has is theories and that's it. It's like having a huge conspiracy theory debate with yourself in your head for no good reason that doesn't turn into nothing useful. Think Lelouch's first encounter with Mao, how he thought at least 10 identities for Mao... and that's it. In that premise, if it wasn't the AssPull of Mao voluntarily admitting on the spot he's a Geass user, the "conversation" would have ended there. That's how I have it. I can't really try to confirm or infirm every theory, cause I'd have to accuse everyone around me every day for something until I get to the bottom of it. And out of those 7 theories, none may be true. It's not even a CassandraTruth.

I have a few of these.

I have a brilliant memory, but only for things about people. Its good when I am on my forum and I can pick up a troll instantly cause I know their behaviour patterns, and I can remember a post from years ago. The problem is it only applies to people, even though if you name a person I have met, I can instantly bring up random facts about them, and I remember my forum's regular members ip adresses, I forget things like exams and homework, and what I was about to do.

I can dream things that happen in the future, but only with certain friends and family members. Sometimes these dreams scare me, and it sucks to know that something awful will happen to someone you love.

I am brilliant with children, even ones I haven't met before. The down side to that is that some children just wont let you go. I recently went to my friends house and her friend bought her toddler round. This child, who I had never met, wanted to play with me for all that time, so I spent more time with the kid than talking to the friend I had travelled miles to see as whenever I tried to do something she would drag me away by the back of my skirt.

This troper's job. This troper knows she's lucky to have a job in this economy. Her job pays well, and (except for one that can sometimes be described as LawfulStupid), her bosses are nice enough. But the job itself is boring, and entails talking to cranky old ladies for 8 hours a day that can't pass soon enough. Worst of all, this troper can't seem to find another job! She fears she'll be at this job until she's 85 years old!

I agree with the complaints about senses that can't be turned off. I hate city life for all the noise, and I hate country life for all the ''noise.'' Smells... there are times when I'm glad my nose gets stopped up. Touch... ow. Vision is where the trope gets inconsistent - I'm nearsighted, although I can read fine print without my glasses and can see quite well in low light. Taste is a bit of a subversion as I enjoy very spicy food.

This troper is pretty smart, well, I'm very smart. I could get into pretty much any college and pass the most difficult courses with relative ease. What's so bad about this? Everyone around you can't keep up. I don't blame them, or feel that I'm inherently better because of it, but it gets frustrating when ''even the teachers'' can't keep up with you in school and you can't recall the last time you had a satisfying discussion with anyone. This leads to crippling depression, loss of faith in humanity, and a tendency to be a JerkAss when I just can't take it anymore. Oh, and the kicker? People consider me conceited when I complain about these problems because no one I've ever met can relate to it.

You are conceited, you fucking dick.

Just as a quick tip: Don't try to act less intelligent than you actually are. It comes with a bad case of Becoming the Mask that you may never get rid of.

Hug me kindred spirit!

I have the same problem as the first troper. I...I think actually have a guilt complex around thinking other people are stupid, or making other people feel bad. I think the only people I can have an intellectually satisfying conversation with would be my mother, sister and father, who are all also very intelligent. Even then, I often get the idea that they're merely humouring me.

This troper is an extremely smart speed reader with nearly eidetic memory; the BlessedWithSuck part comes mostly from my head filling up with trivia that has no application in the real world. For example, I could design a BattleMech entirely in my head, because I have the construction tables memorized. Name any skill from Palladium's Rifts system, and I can give you the starting percentage and how much it increases with each level of experience. I also have the ability to hear a TV that is ''turned off'', and have to sleep with a fan going to block it out. I also have low-grade empathy (both sending and receiving) that makes animals like me, and gives people near me bad dreams when I'm pissed off. One time I came home from work stressed out and ready to strangle one of my really annoying co-workers; the next morning, my roommate woke up and asked me, "Hey, are you really stressed out or something? I had a dream where you had a shotgun and I couldn't run fast enough, and you shot me in the ass just as I was about to get out the door!" Also, a low-level precognitive dream ability that sometimes spoils movies or magazines for me, because I watch/read them ''in my dreams'' sometimes.

I have ADHD and synaesthesia. The former is useful for paying attention to multiple things and hyperfocusing in on one thing. I'm a musical instrument -> color and pain -> color synaesthete, it's not really a super powerful skill, except it helps whenever I get hurt to be able to identify that I am and enjoy it enough to move to seek treatment. The thing that makes it BlessedWithSuck? My ADHD drives off a lot of people because of a severe lack of impulse control, not to mention I've wandered away from people in the middle of a conversation, which tends to annoy them. When I hyperfocus, all my attention is focused on one thing, which makes me uncoachable during competitions and that annoys my coaches. The synaesthesia's all fine and dandy until I hear Rap or R&B, then I start to throw up a lot which has caused serious damage to my esophagus.

Hoo boy, let's see here. I've got Asperger's Syndrome shooting my social ability straight to hell, I'm often called "strong" emotionally, but I'm actually mostly just numb, and I seem to have a superpower to attract doctors that screw up, kill someone or otherwise inconvenience my life and get off scot-free. I could go on, too.

This troper's wife is a talented seamstress, and a few years ago I went to the fabric store to help her pick out some bolts for her various projects. The curse is that apparently I'm really good at finding good fabric, she received a ton of compliments from friends and family. So now she drags me there all the time and I HATE FABRIC STORES.

For a lot fictional character, being liked by this troper is like a kiss of death. Books, tv-series, movies; if she picks a favourite character, that character is the most likely out of all of them to get killed or injured. Combine this with my other superpower - getting very into and attached to fictional characters. Que lots of general grief that she can't really tell to anyone but her friends. And when watching things with them, they usually (jokingly) try to stop her from liking the characters they like. #QUOTE# '''Troper:''' *watching movie at school* I like that guy! *guy gets beat up, and commits suicide* #QUOTE# '''Troper:''' *reading book* My favourite characters is him, him and him. *all three of them die* #QUOTE# '''Troper:''' *watching TV-series with friends* That guy is really cool, I lik- #QUOTE# '''Friends:''' DON'T SAY IT! #QUOTE# '''Troper:''' *watching TV-series with friends* Oh, that other guy got nice hair! #QUOTE# '''Friends:''' He's going to get bald! His hair is doomed!

This troper found that hilarious.

And guess what happened to that guy ... ? He got the top of his head (with his hair) sliced of.

This troper feels like a meta-version of this trope. She has Asperger's (that went undiagnosed until midlife, though she was labeled brain damaged as a child) ''and she is an extrovert and an empath''. This frequently crosses into emotional-social (as opposed to physical) Sorry, But You Just Don't Have Legs territory. She also has a frighteningly long memory that people hate because this gives her the ability to catch them at lies. She is also gifted with maternal abilities, and this irritates other parents because their offspring prefer her to them. Some parents have tried banning their children or teens from her and/or telling them not to grow up to be like her (which they weren't trying to do in the first place), and this heavily backfires on the parents, so the cycle continues. Oh, yes, and she is happily married to a doting husband who gave her children that love her, and this is enough to make many other women hate her.

She is a modern American who is also a domestic woman actually needing her husband and failing at the corporate ladder. In her mother's generation, she may have actually been seen as something ideal.

This troper has a few:

Up until a short while ago, I had short visions of the future. These were nearly always useless (i.e., what cup I was about to drink from) though sometimes they were kinda useful (what time a friend would be online).

I can recognise nearly every song in my iTunes library by the first few notes.

If someone shouts something to another person, I can tell whether or not that person heard what they said.

How are those (or at least the latter two) Blessed With '''Suck'''?

This troper has the ability to fall asleep anywhere, anytime, in any position. She can sleep through wild parties, annoying siblings, and car rides. The downside? I have fallen asleep in every class I've ever taken, including P.E.

This troper has a few. One, I can tell how people feel just by looking at them. I'm not as intense as an empath, because unless I want to, I don't feel other people's emotions. However, I can recognize just about every fleeting emotion. This sounds really awesome,(and it can be. It's nice to know when to change a conversational topic or what kind of jokes amuse other people.) but it can be really awkward or devastating. For instance, I could tell when my friend had stopped caring about me and was just pretending we were still close by how she acted around me. I can also tell when people are annoyed or angry with me or people around me. I don't even have to know someone to be able to do this. I can also sense people's lies. I know general human tells subconsciously. So if you're telling me an important lie, I most likely see right through it. This also makes me a flawless liar. I lie so well I feel bad for fooling people as well as I do, but everyone lies. I can't help doing it so well. I can also cry completely on demand, but I have a fear of crying in public. I also have dreams about the future that are completely useless, often just bits of conversation I can't remember until moments before they happen. Oh, and I'm able to tell what year any media is from by observing or listening to it. I can act and sing rather well, but I have intense stage-fright. Basically, I'm blessed with suck all around.

Similar to the wealthy troper way up there (and I do sympathize, really): my parents never fought/argued in front of the kids (that is, my sister and I). Now, I have been assured that's better than the opposite, and I believe it, but I have no model for handling conflict in relationships. So I've had one extremely stormy relationship and one (current) that has had more rocky periods than were probably strictly necessary.

I am really good when it comes to lying: I'm so convincing I can turn almost any lie (and even some BlatantLies) into truth. Too convincing in fact: when I tell the truth, most peple think I'm lying, but they still take my lies at full value.

I've got quite a few of these:

I consistently am lauded for my skills in bed, but I am almost completely unable to feel pleasure from another person.

I've got an insane memory for facts, and pick up just about anything upon first hearing. The problem is that these facts are generally USELESS and have no possible real-world applications. I can quote any children's cartoon EVER up and down, but don't ask me about the German vocab words.

The worst one: I have the uncanny habit of running into people right after I mention their names out loud. Problem being that I'm talking about them, whether good or bad, and because I'm a singer I speak diaphragmatically (read: loudly).

I am blessed with super-powerful empathy. My friends and mother appreciate it because it makes me such an attentive confidante; I get more indignant or sad over wrongs they've suffered than they do! The problem with feeling others' emotions so ''strongly''? I feel others' emotions so strongly! Do you know how hard it is to enjoy anything when the knowledge that someone else somewhere is suffering makes you feel like you just don't have the right to be happy? No wonder I have to numb my mind by spending hours on TV Tropes!

I can ignore pretty much anything, the most ridiculous was sleeping through a blaring fire alarm, which my friend cannot stop making fun of me for. As such, I can also ignore urges to sleep and eat, staying up for over 80 hours at a time with no problem and skipping food for days. Was voted "Most likely to survive a nuclear blast". This, however, doesn't reduce the sensation of it by any, so I'd still feel hungry and get bad sleep.

This troper has two: The first one is that she has a very good musical ear (and might even have perfect pitch). It drives her ''insane'' when people sing/play out of tune, and if her friends sing a single note wrong she has to hold back an instinctual wince. The other issue is that this troper is very gifted when it comes to Language Arts. However, she's horrible at things like addition and multiplication. Apparently, if you're extremely gifted in one area another area has to give.

Oh, and then another one. This troper doesn't get a lot of acne directly on her face, which is pretty nice. Instead, she gets it in the form of frequent styes, acne in nostrils, and ear zits. All of these things are very painful, and are sore even when you don't touch them.

This (female!) Troper was blessed with the power to burp by will. As she's had this ability for as long as she can remember (due to the shape of her esophagus from when she was born), it takes a lot for a burp to disgust her (which is pretty much never). However, instead of making friends on the playground using this power, burp-talking "Let The Force Be With You" she nearly always made the other little kids run away or say "Ewwww! That's disgusting!". Even the little BOYS said she was gross.

I have a very sharp memory, to the point of almost total recall. It's really nice to have sometimes, but the farther in the past a thing was, the longer it takes to remember. Something that happened two weeks ago takes about an hour to remember. However, things that happened more recently are a lot easier to remember. Unfortunately, I am also a compulsive counter, so I am more likely to remember how many steps I have taken today than I am to remember your name (unless you are someone I am close to, putting your name in a different part of my memory.).

One of my friends is a super-taster, and cannot drink coffee because it is too bitter. He can't even drink the result of a tablespoon of coffee in a cup of milk. His favorite food is the cool Ranch Doritos, and he says that even those tend to overload him after about a handful or so of chips. He would make an excellent food-taster to a king or something like that. Now, on the other hand, my sense of taste is very dull, as is my sense of smell. This means that I can eat just about anything, but it takes a lot of seasoning (or other flavorers) to make food have a taste. I am a spicy food aficionado, and when I go out to eat, I bring my own bottle of hot sauce to put on things, because very few eateries have spicy-enough sauces.

Being in the top section in my school automatically blesses one with suck. Teachers have so many expectations from you, and to top that off they you an assload of homework to finish with it. Especially in third year. Like we say, the school year won't pass with out any of us writing a teacher in our own personal Deathnotes.

This troper is quite skilled at mental math. The suck part is that it drives him nuts because it constantly causes him to think about finances due to how little effort it takes to think about them. He doesn't need a calculator, paper, or even an air abacus to carry out the calculations. Also AwesomeButImpractical these days where calculators or cell phones with them are commonplace.

The same troper as above also has hyper-acute senses. Sight (possibly touch too) is the only one that doesn't have some sort of suck attached to it. His hearing causes him to hear noises from far away at the same volume as someone right in front of him, so he'll have trouble paying attention to a conversation in a noisy room. His smell and taste are probably why he's a PickyEater.

This troper reads very, ''very'' fast, and started reading VERY early. For an example, I once read twenty-six books in the time that it took the vast majority of my class to read ''five''. Unfortunately, this causes problems. For example, in English class, whenever we're reading a play, everyone gets a part. However, I read the pages we're on, get bored of waiting, and read the rest of the scene. Then the rest of the play. But, of course, this means that I'm going to miss my cue! Also, I get frustrated when students have to read out of the textbook and they stumble over words that I've read a billion times over and ''know'' how to pronounce.

This troper can testify how difficult large breasts can be to live with. I had a gf with breasts so heavy that the underwire was leaving a painful and ugly discoloration, so I told her to wear only sports bras except for some evenings. After 6 hours of shopping around countless stores (hating shopping ever more each passing hour) we found ''two'' sports bras in her size. There was one that I passed up because I hated the look of it, but at that point got desperate enough to go back to look for it, and unfortunately it was no longer there. Other than that, I had no complaint about them, but then I didn't have to live with them attached to me.

not an actual talent/ability or anything, but at this troper's Baby Blessing, she was blessed to "forever be like unto a little child." guess who is super hyper, immature and silly? and hasn't grown since 5th grade? And has very little emotional control? and, by heck, has such a messed up brain that she isn't even supposed to be able to READ? that would be this troper. yep.

Being near-sighted is this: Ones focus is a lot closer to ones eyes, so it is impossible to see anything afar, but you can see details close-up normal eyes couldn't see.

This troper has bad senses, so he needs glasses and is kinda deaf, the catch? The sense of touch also includes pain and temperature.

This troper is extremely intelligent--most things come very easily to her, even if she's never heard of them before. There are two problems with this, however. One is that in elementary and high school, she frequently had a better understanding of the material than the person teaching the class (she vividly remembers an incident in fourth grade in which her teacher ''insisted'' that "emote" was a noun, and that said troper was wrong for using "emotion" instead). The other is that when things ''don't'' come naturally to her, which has become more frequent as she's entered college, she tends to panic because she's not used to having to work to understand anything.

This troper thinks really fast. Mostly it just helps in daily life (especially smooth-talking her way out of tight situations), but she has also has had terrible problems with stuttering since she was young, simply because her mouth cannot keep up with her brain. It took her several years to finally figure out that she needed to "pause" her thoughts to be able to speak properly.

She also reads and writes ridiculously fast. Before anyone protests that it's a perfectly good thing, try finishing your exam paper in less than half an hour and having to spend the next one and a half hours staring around the room. With a teacher telling you to check your paper even though you've already done so several times.

This troper has multiple bizarre medical conditions, including but not limited to metal rods fused to her spine (she likes to say she's partially constructed out of automail to make herself feel better). As a result of the different conditions, she's extremely tuned in to even minor changes in the weather, and can accurately forecast impending rain and snow. Unfortunately, said ability is accompanied by pain and nausea of varying degrees. (One reason she loves ''FullmetalAlchemist'' so damn much is because they got this ''exactly right''.) Just last night she had a conversation with someone who said that the weather forecast indicated the impending snow wasn't expected to start for two days, to which she replied, "My body says differently." Care to guess who was right? She'll be over here, celebrating her superpower with a heating pad and painkillers...yahoo.

The major symptoms of most migraines are hypersensitivity to light an sound. This means that during one of this troper's all-too-common migraines, he can see in a virtually lightless area as if it were broad daylight and hear a person's heartbeat from multiple rooms away... and all light and sound is then translated into debilitating pain and nausea.

This troper used to get short flashes of the future. They were usually useless and they were very often wrong.

This troper considers himself to be a combination of this and cursed with awesome. I have Aspergers Syndrome, ADHD, am fairly smart and have an excellent rote memory. I can retain vast amounts of information from conversations, lectures, etc. (anything verbal, really, but also other forms of information, my Chemistry teacher recently explained how to use Hydrogen or Hydroxide ion concentrations to calculate the pH level of a solution. A few days later, it came up again and I realised that I had, not only memorised the formulae, but could perform the calculation in my head) I am very good at wrapping my head around new and complex ideas, I am brilliant at noticing logical or factual errors in my, or someone elses ideas and, when I enjoy something, I can work on it for hours(occasionally ''days'') without losing focus. Oh, and when I learn something, I remember it. The suck/curse part? Well, first of all, I am ''terrified'' of being wrong or making mistakes. It is a self-imposed fear of failure, so I dont have a breakdown everytime I score badly on a test, but whenever I say anything stupid the memory haunts me for ages (that conversational memory works on things ''I'' said, too) I notice almost all the logical and factual errors the people around me ever make, and I usually cant help but correct them. Oh, and while we are on the subject of the people around me, social situations cause me endless amounts of stress. I am always afraid that at any moment I could do or say something that will be interpreted wrong and when I go to bed at night, there are still millions of voices floating around in my head, coming up with all the ways that someone might have misinterpreted the things I said that day(which, in turn, gives me huge difficulty getting to sleep, in addition to a pre-existing diagnosis of Delayed Sleep Phase Syndrome). And finally, I find it nigh impossible to concentrate on homework that I find pointless or boring. (I once tormented myself for SIX HOURS while procrastinating) Still, I dont think I would have myself any other way. I have friends who understand me and like me as I am and, as I said before, its not as if there arent any perks.

This tropes is only a freshman and has already shot up to 5'9 making her one of the tallest girls in her grade and even the school. And I ''hate'' it. My posture is awkward at the best since I have so much of me to carry around, people are intimidated by how I practically lean over them, and I can't wear skirts ''or'' shorts to school without breaking the dress code. I'm sure things will get better once I'm older and look normal-sized but as for now I just feel like Nancy Archer.

This troper has some mild form of autism; the psychiatrist and at least three other family friends said that they can grasp just about anything if you explain it clearly-- but you also have to explain quickly, or they'll hear you in the equivalent of slow-mo. It also makes this troper's brain kick into high gear, and this troper has to consciously slow down to be understood. Which just makes people think they're mocking them. Which gets worse when they actually speak in high gear and the other person doesn't understand half of it. Fuck.

This troper happens to have a very vivid imagination which comes in very helpful when trying to write stories. Unfortunately, this has made her unable to watch anything like gore, hardcore torture, or horror because she can't keep from imagining it. The worst times are at night when her house's weird creaky noises sound a hundred times creepier than they do during the day.

This same troper also has some weird taste bud thing where food tastes more intense and flavors are enhanced which is great until you realise you can't eat anything even mildly spicy without draining a water glass.