On not being sick and twisted

I am becoming increasingly aware of the fact that I am grinning too much when I tell people that I'm going to be visiting Auschwitz this year. I am, actually, very excited to be visiting Poland, as opposed to being very excited to hear tales of death and suffering. Although I am very interested.
I just wanted people to know that I am not actually a Nazi-in-the-making, I am not anti-semitic, and I am not twisted.
Quite the opposite, in fact. I lead a normal life. Right at this second I'm battling with my mother, her stereo is pumping out the relaxation music, and every few minutes I'm having to turn up Neverland on my computer, 80s rock vs. relaxation music? Pssh, the former wins every time.