Silence! The OCD Queen Speaks.

I am the laughing-stock in my circle of friends for being the girl who obsesses about every little thing under the sun, the girl who shudders at dust and inches away from dirt. I need order and method in my life, like a certain Hercule Poirot. Disorderliness gets to me. I have been called everything from 'compulsive to 'weird' and 'manic'.
How am I obsessive and compulsive? Ways, let me count thee.

1. I don't doodle on my notebooks. Ever. My friends get scratched and screeched at if they make marks on my stationery. Even a little dot upsets me.
   
2. When I'm walking, I like sticking to the square tiles, or the round patterns - of the floor. Keeping my feet inside the design of the floor gives me a strange kick.
3. I like making lists. Enough said.
4. I am a stickler for cleanliness. Scruffiness and untidiness upsets me. That would explain my spotless room.
5. This is a follow-up on the previous point. I love cleaning. I think it's therapeutic. When I'm tired, or cranky, or even feeling out of sorts, all I need is to sit down and clean/dust my books, or CDs. Or even polish silver cutlery. It's an instant pick-me-up.
   
6. I need proper punctuation. And proper grammar. This not only backs up my obsessive-compulsive point, it makes me a Grammar Nazi (as someone put it so well.) I expect I shall soon be ostracised from Facebook for correcting people's grammar and spelling.
7. I like stacking things in rows or piles. The other day, at the canteen, I was stacking the tea-cups in even piles, till my friends jumbled them up. The world, I tell you, is a mean, mean place.
8. If I'm reading, and I want to take a break, I need to reach the end of the chapter for me to put the book down. I simply cannot stop in the middle, no matter if the chapter-end is 20 pages away - I'll still read on, then stop.
9. All the pens in my pen-stands are arranged nib-downwards. This is done so that the ink flows easily.
10. I need all the folders in my laptop arranged in a certain way. Folder, sub-folder, then folder inside that, and so on.
11. If one of the incense sticks I've lit during my morning puja happens to go out without burning all the way to the end, it spoils the rest of my day.
12. When I'm cooking, I need the ingredients cut perfectly. No lopsidedly-sliced peppers, please. Or untidily chopped mushrooms.
    
13. I think the Colin spray is one of mankind's greatest inventions.
14. I get very depressed if I lose something, be it a lip balm, or be it a pen. The world almost ceases to turn until I find it again. Really.
15. Do you notice that there are 15 points? I could have stopped it at 12, or 13. But it has to be rounded off!
    

In fact, the very fact that I'm even writing this post should be ample proof.
I imagine I would be a very difficult person to live with. Woe to the man who will eventually end up with me, if at all that ever happens. *sigh*