i hope that tree stops me.
I am terrified of cruise control on any vehicle. I am convinced that it will get stuck at that speed and I will have to hit something to stop.
Whenever I see or think about toe nail clippers, I imagine someone using them on my two front teeth to crack them apart and it makes my teeth “hurt”.
Every time I see someone chopping veggies, specially at a high speed, I can see all their fingers getting chopped off. It freaks me out and I’m amazed (and relieved!) how it hasn’t yet happened.
this is why we can't have nice things
i am chonically worried about losing my job. i wont buy stuff i need for fear that if i spend the money, i wont have it when the day comes that i need it.
3, 6 ... 4, 5
I have to stop at sequential floors on an elevator. If someone gets on and pushes the 3 button, and I’m going to 6, I have to press 4 and 5 as well. It’s worse when someone gets on that’s going to a higher floor than me, because I have to push the buttons in between them as well. It’s okay when I’m in the elevator by myself, though. It’s only when I’m...
I can’t eat green sweets. I pick them out. I won’t eat m&ms in the cinema for fear of eating a green one. On a really bad day I have to eat a different colour in between eating yellow and blue. They might become green in my mouth.
parallel to a straight line parking
When I’m in a car, the car must be parked completely straight in order for me to get out. If its just slightly crooked, I become nervous and hyperventilate until the car is actually moved and parked straight.
I can’t hold mugs by the handle because I feel like the cup may fall off it’s handle. I don’t like unbalanced things or the thought of a hot drink spilling if this happened.. I usually burn my hands holding mugs rather than use the handle.
now is the time for you to tackle seemingly...
I have to read the horoscopes in the free paper on the tube every morning before I get off at my stop. If I am running out of time I don’t read the news just skip straight to the back. And I don’t even believe in horoscopes.
the wrong way tastes better
i haven’t been able to open a packet of crisps the right way up for as long as i can remember. I cannot eat crisps out of someone else’s packet if they haven’t been opened the wrong way as well. This only applies to crisps…
what would happen if i tripped?
i cannot walk down stairs or escalator without experiencing a vision of myself falling down them, knocking all my teeth out.
bottom bun up
I can’t put any sandwich with a bun down the right way. Once I take my first bite, I always have to put it down with the top bun on the bottom.
cardiac arrest induced by drain
drains completely gross me out. i get a mini panic attack if i even imagine a person touching, stepping on…basically coming in contact with a drain. if i touched a drain i would probably go into cardiac arrest.
i can’t let my lips touch a fork or spoon. i have to scrape the food off with my teeth - i feel dirty when my lips touch food
take that leaf!
I destroy greenery. I can’t walk past a tree or bush without pulling off at least one leaf and tearing it to bits.
touchin' my butt
I carry a notebook in my back pocket. I check constantly to make sure I haven’t lost it. I’m constantly tapping my pocket to make sure it is still there.
always breakfast first
I cannot eat “real” food before I eat breakfast food. If I wake up late and people are eating lunch, I still have to have breakfast.
I hate, detest, despise and otherwise dislike paper clips that are bent out of shape (even slightly) and perfectly formed ones that are rusty or otherwise discolored. I absolutely refuse to use any of them but also can’t bring myself to hurt their feelings by throwing them away. So there they sit in little piles on my desk!
My best friend always walks on my left. We both get nervous if he’s on my right and have to change.
scrolling little by little
When I am reading fanfiction, articles, blog entries, or any other large body of text online, it has to be scrolled in a way that I see the top of a paragraph at the top of the screen and the bottom of one at the bottom. If it doesn’t work out that way, I scroll little by little until it does, and until it does I can only read one line at a time.