I can't sit still for 10 minutes.
I'm a lazy person, but if I'm not absent-mindedly doing something, I can't really relax. I can't just veg out.
I am so fidgety - I swear I have ADD - and I always need to be doing something or being outside, just playing sports.
I never stay anywhere - parties, museums, meetings - longer than three hours.
I'm a spazzer, you know?
I really feel like if they'd have let me just pace in the back of the classroom while the teacher was talking, I'd have done much better. I have to move. But you know, that's disruptive for the class, and as a result, there was a ripple effect of having to sit still that found its way into every aspect of my life.
My idea of hell is to sit with a pair of curling tongs or have my hair blow-dried: I fidget like a 12-year-old boy.
From the very beginning I started with a beer and a cigarette because I couldn't figure out what to do with my hands. So usually I have a beer and cigarette and that's what I was doing with my hands because that looked natural and felt good.
I'm twitchy. I think I've got ADD. I find it hard to sit down. I need to be constantly challenged; otherwise, I get very... well, I guess 'bored' is the word.
I can't watch myself in interviews. I feel like I look like a wreck. My mom is always calling me and going, 'Stop fidgeting,' and it's like, 'You have no idea what it's like, Mom.'
But I can hardly sit still. I keep fidgeting, crossing one leg and then the other. I feel like I could throw off sparks, or break a window--maybe rearrange all the furniture.
I still bite my nails.
I don't relax very well, and I find it hard to sit still.
I fidget and change my outfit a lot. It's really a way of keeping myself comfortable.
When I write, I tend to twist my hair. Something for my small mind to do, I guess.
My fingers always seem busier than my mind.
...I can’t stop squirming. If fidgets were Wikipedia edits, I would have completely revamped the entry on guilt by now, and translated it into five new languages.
Chill? I can't chill. I find it so difficult to sit still.
Prowling about the rooms, sitting down, getting up, stirring the fire, looking out the window, teasing my hair, sitting down to write, writing nothing, writing something and tearing it up...
It's hard for me to sit still in one place. I like to move around.
When people are nervous, some people move around. Some people scratch their leg.
I am not much on down-time. I'm ADHD, and I gotta be moving.
What I absolutely can't do is just sit around, that drives me crazy. I go nuts! I'm far too nervous, too high strung to sit around. It's not my thing; I can't deal with it!
I bite my nails.
I find getting my nails done the most tedious thing. I'm such a fidgety person; it's like torture. Everybody loves massages; I don't know what my problem is. I feel like I have to talk to the masseuses.
