i am neurotic.

If I am writing and I dot an i, if it’s not obviously visible, I HAVE to go back and re-dot it. Even if I am in the middle of a class lecture, and the professor talks really fast, I still find the time to go back and re-dot it. And I HATE it when my professors write on the board and either forget to dot the i, or you can barely see the dot, or the dot is too far away. I end up looking at it until it gets erased.

If I ask someone to repeat something back to me, I have to speak in unison with their words to make sure I understand it correctly. If I don’t do it, I have to ask them to repeat it again.

If I drive in the rain, then park and turn the engine off, and my windshield wipers are frozen halfway across my windshield, I must restart my car again just to put them where they belong.

I can’t fall asleep unless the open end up my pillowcase faces the left side of the bed. It does not matter if I’m in a hotel, on a couch, or at home. I have tried many times to fall asleep with it facing the other side and after one or two hours of tossing and turning finally give up and flip the pillow over.

The present I’m most excited to get for my birthday is a label maker, so I can label everything!

I cannot stand when someone is walking directly behind me. I have to slow down and wait until they pass me or i feel like i’m being stalked. It is a lot worse when walking up the stairs.

I always try to have at least $1.55 in change in my left pants pocket and always in four quarters, four dimes, two nickel and five pennies. I’ll regularly empty my pocket of anty extra change and take whichever of the aforementioned coins I may be missing from my change jar.

I use a clipboard at work. Whenever my shift is over, I feel the need to touch every corner of the clipboard with both hands and put it back in the drawer perfectly straightened. If something interferes with this strange ritual, I do it again.

If I wake up in the middle of the night, I have to get up and brush my teeth, otherwise I can’t fall back to sleep. It makes me feel gross if I don’t.

The look and smell of Chef Boyardee makes me nauseous, especially the pasty orange film it coats bowels/cans/the sink in. Whenever anyone eats it, I insist they rinse all of the film out of whatever they ate from/with and the sink, because doing it myself makes me feel ill.