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Edited by
alisha07
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Wed 11/12/08 10:04 PM
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all cabinets and drawers must be closed.
if is stick my finger in my ear i have to lick it. closet door must be closed before i go to bed. hmm ill think of more. so whats yours? |
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If i pick my nose...i gotta fling it at the closest person nearby.
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things must be clean
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i have to put my socks on before i put my pants on.
i have to put my left shoe on first. i can't sleep unless i put the pillow on the cool side. and any time someone says how bout them apples, i respond APPLESAUCE B¡tch, and punch them. |
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when I was little I had to do things evenly on both sides of my body. So, if I scratched an itch on my left arm I would have to scratch the right arm too in the exact same spot.
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clothes must not pile up washed right after a basket gets full
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I always make sure I dry my face before my privates after a shower.
I used to always shut the toilet lid along with the seat. |
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Edited by
Milotent
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Wed 11/12/08 10:13 PM
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since I joined the marines talking to ANYONE I got to parade rest. I cannot help it and it is actually really bothersome
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I always make sure I dry my face before my privates after a shower. I used to always shut the toilet lid along with the seat. i do the drying thing. |
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When I was a toddler: I had a security blanket named Blankey and a doll named Cutie. No one was allowed to touch either but myself or my mother. Apparently a little girl picked up Cutie and I drew blood from bitting her.
When I was a kid: I had to touch every step on the way down the stairs. When I was a teen: I went nutters for that hand santiary gel- I used it after I touched anything at school including some of my less savory classmates. Now: I laugh at everything. I giggle when I'm in trouble. I laugh manically when I'm plotting evil. I snicker when confronted with something naughty. OCD and I are like two peas in a pod. |
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When I was a toddler: I had a security blanket named Blankey and a doll named Cutie. No one was allowed to touch either but myself or my mother. Apparently a little girl picked up Cutie and I drew blood from bitting her. When I was a kid: I had to touch every step on the way down the stairs. When I was a teen: I went nutters for that hand santiary gel- I used it after I touched anything at school including some of my less savory classmates. Now: I laugh at everything. I giggle when I'm in trouble. I laugh manically when I'm plotting evil. I snicker when confronted with something naughty. OCD and I are like two peas in a pod. omg i washed my hands so much when i was little after i touched everything mom says its why i now have ecxema. i laugh at every emotion also especially when im nervous or scared. and i still have to count every stair. |
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before I shower I have to sing the national anthem.
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before I shower I have to sing the national anthem. |
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before I shower I have to sing the national anthem. I sing it while showering always LMAO |
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before I shower I have to sing the national anthem. That is so awesome! |
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and i always pick stuff off people.
even strangers and it sometimes gets me in trouble. |
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all things on the desk must be at 90 or 180 degrees in relation to their straight edges. Circular things must obey this with their centerlines and the center lines of adjacent objects.
when bored: tapping of fingers is as follows: thumb:pinky. thumb:ring finger, thumb:middle finger, thumb:index, thumb:middle, thumb:ring, thumb:pinky I do not like uneven events....m&m's, turn signal blinker, sometimes drinks(ooops...) i am sure i have more i just cant think of them right now.....I am not weird...i swear |
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i got when, when I am around people who speak with an accent I pick it up. Cannot help it just do. My favorite has to be the southern one I adopt
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i got when, when I am around people who speak with an accent I pick it up. Cannot help it just do. My favorite has to be the southern one I adopt i do that too... haha my sisters make fun of me for it. |
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I HAVE to stare at people when they have things on them that are not supposed to be there.
Random hairs, food in teeth, awkward eye gunk- it all makes me stare and blink very little. And because I realise that I do this I tell people what is on them...Not to embarrass them of course. But, because they would get weirded out. |
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