i am neurotic.

When trying to fall asleep at night, I can never fall asleep until I have gotten up to go to the bathroom twice. Sometimes I’ll go once and then lay there for almost an hour until I feel the urge to go again. After I have gone the second time I fall almost instantly asleep. My old roommate even caught on that I had to do this. One time her boyfriend was visiting and he saw I was going to bed so he started to turn the TV down. She told him he didn’t have to really worry about it until the second time I got up.

I rewrite my paragraphs so that the last line fits the full width.

I am terrified of having my ankles slit – totally irrationally. This has led to a fear of people behind me. I always have to stand with my back to a wall so I can see everyone in the room. No one can open doors for me, because I can’t have them walk behind me. I pretend I’m a feminist – but really I just don’t trust them!

I have a thing for smelling my hands a little too much. But that’s how I know it’s time to wash them. I bring them up to my nose constantly no matter where I am that now it’s getting rather annoying. I smell them after I wash them, too.

I have to brush my teeth in one consecutive brushing. If I take the toothbrush off of my teeth for even a second I have to rinse it and put new toothpaste on it because if I don’t it feels like I am brushing my teeth with a dirty toothbrush. I also can’t put on a pair of underwear once I take them completely off, even if I had only worn them for a minute or two.

When eating popcorn, I carefully bite off and eat all the knobs/wings from the piece, leaving a perfect round puff. As I do this, I collect all the puffs in a bowl. When I’ve finished all the biting, I’m left with a delectable bowl of popcorn puffs.

I have a security issue with Diet Coke. I have to have at least one with me at all times, especially when I go to sleep. I don’t want to drink it, I just have to have it on the nightstand next to me. If I happen to run out, I get really anxious and irritated until I go get more…even at 3am. Also, I can’t EVER drink the last drink…it’s just gross.

When I need to spell the word beautiful, I HAVE to say it the way Truman does on The Truman Show, just so I can remember how it starts. B-E-A-UUUUUTIFUL.

when we have graded recitation for class, i count the number of people and their corresponding thing to recite so that before it gets to be my turn, i’ve rehearsed my lines enough times for it to come out perfect. so as to prevent me from stuttering or pronouncing it wrong.

I hate it when I’m watching a movie where their phone starts ringing, and they, for some reason, will not pick it up. It just keeps ringing and ringing and ringing. It drives me crazy. I just wanna reach into the screen and answer it for them.