The Monkey Says: I Have This Disorder

It's called obsessive compulsive.

"Obsessive-compulsive disorder (OCD) is a psychiatric anxiety disorder most commonly characterized by a subject's obsessive, distressing, intrusive thoughts and related compulsions (tasks or "rituals") which attempt to neutralize the obsessions." - Wikipedia.

I've been aware of its existence for quite sometime now, having it pointed out constantly by my sister because of little things I ask her to do. Of course, I do not have such a severe case as Adrian Monk but I believe people still find me a little weird at times.

Just yesterday, I was watching this video with my sister on her laptop and somehow, the bar on the top wasn't highlighted as usual, therefore it projected a light blue colour instead of a darker blue. I tried to ignore it initially but just a couple of moments later, I immediately ask her to move her cursor over and click the bar. It was such a disturbance that I couldn't concentrate on whatever video she was trying to show me albeit it being Sex God Justin Timberlake. Le sigh.

Similarly, I cannot stand toothpaste being squeezed from the top and despite it not being of my possession, I would press it from the bottom so that its shape wouldn't be deformed. However, my sister enjoys squeezing it from the top section therefore it's pretty much a repeated process I would have to carry out every morning.

I have this tendency of colour coordinating the hanging clothes in my cupboard as well. If I was too lazy, or I was in a rush, I'd try my best not to look at it to block out any annoyance present. Heh. Doesn't help that ironed clothes just get put on the left side of my cupboard irregardless of my already colour coordinated cupboard sheesh! But I shan't complain, considering I never iron my own clothes and that I can idiotically burn a shirt, or iron an apparel that doesn't look ironed at all.

Also, I must always rename music files I download because they will look so ugly not renamed!!!! Like it wouldn't be synchronized pfffft I'm not sick because you must agree with me. Grrrrr.