I
have a growing suspicion as I get older that I may have OCD. I HATE people spelling things wrong with a passion, even if it's only an email. If I get printed lecture notes that only I am going to read and something is spelt wrong or doesn't make sense I have to correct it. Once I found a birthday card that said "Now your 18!". I nearly cried. It had got all the way to production without anyone noticing that glaring error?!

All cupboard doors have to be shut in the kitchen, the throws on the sofa have to be straighted, as well as the cushions. I live in a student house, this is rather a fun task. I hate people leaving anything in the middle of the floor (this is slightly more sensible, I do have a habit of falling over a lot of things), but tucked away neatly by a wall is ok. My books are either in height order, alphabetical or colour order depending what they are and what shelf they are on. If a friend has a parting with some of their hair going the wrong way, I have to tell them about it and get them to put it right. People not organising things until the last minute get me really stressed out, and again, being a student, this happens an awful lot. I also hate people being late and am never late myself.

I hate people who say the words "blates" "deffo" "lols" and "uber" in conversation. I hate girls who flirt too much or too obviously, and who wear silly short skirts in winter or heels that they can't walk in. My housemates not doing the washing up enough or not sticking to the housework rota drives me mad. People who try and tell me how to revise are likely to get throttled.

These are just a few of the things in life that annoy me. Seriously, is there something wrong with me?!

EDIT: I spelt suspicion wrong. Obviously I am also a huge hypocrite!
(Petite chien is going to do science to it, Fri 2 May 2008, 16:11, 1 reply)

^^
Yes, I think there may be.
( Boss Keloid Got your mother's maiden name tattooed on my arm, Fri 2 May 2008, 16:13, closed)