The bathroom thing happens to me too. Especially when there isn't anyone in sight while you're in there. Or there is someone in there, and they're talking to themselves. Seriously. This happens to me all the freaking time at work. And usually, it's a creepy whisper. Creepy!
People think that about me when they see my legs. They seem extra hairy because I'm very pale and have dark hair; it just stands out more. But if you looked at my pits, there's barely anything there. And my crotch has a normal amount of hair. It's totally not a 70's jungle bush. lol
Yeah that's one thing I've always loved about myself ;D
I didn't even really need to shave until I started high school, cuz the hair was hardly noticeable. I remember just finally having enough of it and shaving it all off with my dad's face razor ;D;D
I have this giant fear of bees. It's practically a phobia without the whole hyperventilation deal. It doesn't rule my life either (I spend most of my time indoors anyway...). Anything that has creepy wings and a stinger of some sort scares me... but if it's black and yellow....*shudder*
I also hate feet. Of all kinds. I don't even like my own feet. I have socks on the majority of the time... socked feet are okay but bare feet are gross (even if they are decent looking feet...).