finally, this quarter is over.
i was getting so tired of school.
i had my finals all on wednesday, so i was DONE at 1:30 PM.
it was glorious.
except for the fact that i'm sure i completely failed my ochem exam.
tomorrow i finally get out of here to come back home for about a month.
i am sooo excited. to not think of classes for a month is truly amazing.
the only thing i'll end up hating is working at Deal's if they end up having me work.
as much as i need the money, i just really don't want to deal with the shit anymore.
mostly because i absolutely hate the fucking 5 AM shifts.
i used to be able to tolerate them, but not anymore. i tired of it.
and i know they will make me do it and they are always Saturday's and Sundays,
and then i can't fucking enjoy the weekend because I have work early in the morning,
so i have to go to bed at like 9 or 10 just to get a decent amount of sleep.
its just too much for me.
whatever.
in other less exciting news, i'm still suffering from PCD.
[post concert depression].
haha.
as much as i thought that meeting the band and seeing them live would finally put the obsession to rest, it seems as though it has only fueled the fire. i just can't help but constantly think about it all. but you know, this weekend raps up their tour officially, and once it's all over, and things start to die down, especially on the forums, i think the obsession will slowly start to crumble. at least im hoping. sure, for the next few months i'm still going to obsess like normal, but once i realize that there really isn't anything thats going to happen for the next year or two, it should start to settle down. at least i hope.
also, more and more each day, i'm becoming aware that i most likely, and no joke, probably have obsessive compulsive disorder. i know my friends used to make fun of me because there are many things in which i appear to be a perfectionist about and stuff, but lately people have been pointing out things to me that i do, and i never even realized why i do it. and it's not even about perfectionism anymore. and its just kind of crazy to think that i'm doing all these "rituals" because of this thought that something will either happen to me if i don't do it, or something will happen to someone else. before i just thought that i had certain patterns i liked to follow when doing things and it was nothing more than that, but then i realized that i've come dependent on these patterns, and i do get kind of uncomfortable if i do something out of pattern. and it's hard to say whether or not i really have it because i think when most people think about, they think about the absolute extreme people who have that. people who you can tell automatically after watching them for 3 seconds that they have it, and that's not the case with me. a lot of things i do can go unnoticed by other people.
ok, i'll do this. i'll make a list right now of some things that i do, and you can share with me your thoughts if i'm just an idiot or if you concur that i could possibly have OCD. here we go...
even numbers. everything has to be even, i hate odd things.
i try my hardest to take an even number of steps when i walk.
its really subtle because i actually don't count my steps, so you may not notice,
but i pay attention to which foot i step off on, and i make sure i end on the other.
when i wash my hands, i dispense soap onto my hands either 4 or 6 times.
most often i do it 6 times for regular soap, and 4 times if its foam soap.
i then rinse my hands, going over each hand the same number of times back and forth.
i almost have to dry my hands off with paper towels, in which i count off an even number of sheets for. using an actual towel grosses me out but thats more of me being a germ freak then having OCD, in my opinion.
i follow a pattern when it comes to brushing my teeth, which in the end results in counting to an even number, most often 20 (but in sets of 10), on each side of my teeth, front/back, top/bottom. then i brush my tongue the same about of times.
when taking a shower, i have a complete pattern that i follow every day, without fail. if i mess it up, i start all over. i start washing with my left arm, right arm, chest/stomach, back, left leg, right leg, left foot, right foot. then rinse and proceed to wash my hair, twice, in which i do have a certain pattern that i follow but is a tad complicated to write out or describe.
when putting on deodorant, i count how many times i move up and down one armpit and i do the exact same on the other. usually i count to four, doing from top to bottom, then four going bottom to top. sometimes, though, it doesn't feel right just doing four, so i will count to six. this one is different in the since that the number can be anything, as long as its even, and i do it until it feels right to me. unfortunately i go through deodorant like there is no tomorrow because of this.
watching tv is one of my most annoying ritual things. no matter what i have to do, the numbers that show up on the tv have to equal an even number. if i'm watching a show on an even number channel, the volume must also be an even number in order for the two to be added to equal an even number. if i am watching a show on an odd number channel, the volume must also be an odd number so that the two added together will equal an even number. this is the most frustrating because when it comes to channels that are often quieter than others, i do a lot of volume changing. most of the time i'm on an even channel, and the perfect volume is on an odd number. adding one number, to make it even, makes the tv too loud, so i often settle for the even number that comes before the odd number, which is often too quiet, but i'll struggle to hear my show just so that its not too loud, and its not an odd number.
i think i'll stop there, because this post is getting extremely long, but you kind of get the idea. perhaps i'll do a "OCD: Part Two" or something. haha. let me know what you think.
Music: Understanding by Evanescence