Dearest Reader,

Are you OCD? Cause I am but only with certain things. As I get older I have started to realize I do things in an overwhelmingly obsessive way. It's never goals or important things that get me in OCD mode but rather the stupid, the pointless, the meaningless that gets to me.

When I go to the mall I have to step in the center of each tile. I won't care who is in my way. I HAVE to step in the center. Sorry young child I knocked over in the midst of my conquest.

When I watch a television series on Netflix I have to start from the beginning and watch every single episode that they have on there. It won't matter if halfway through the episodes I decide I hate the show. I won't watch anything else but that particular show until I have successfully watched eatch episode. So far I have accomplished Numbers, Super Natural, CSI Miami, Solved, Disappeared, Nightmare Next Door, Sherlock, Doctor Who, and I'm currently working on Hey Arnold.

When I organize my stuffed animal collection like the 4 year old I truly am, they have to go in alphabetical order of name and species. All subject binders in my backpack have to go in order of class. When crossing the street I always look left first. My watch has to have the correct time right down to the exact second. Other than that my life is in complete disarray. I'm sure there are other things I'm bad about but at this moment those are the only ones I can remember. So. Yeah.

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