i think it’s about time for a good ol’ rant post, yes?

okay, today’s rant is going to be about my suitemates. now, don’t get me wrong, they rock. like, really rock. like, they’re the coolest people ever. but some of them just aren’t… neat enough. they leave their belongings all over the common room. now that’s a room that we all have to share, so i think that the only items that should be in it are ones that we all use. not empty cups. or several pairs of shoes. or other things i’d rather not mention. those things belong in personal bedrooms.

when the common room is in disarray, i clean it up. i straighten pillows. i take out the recycling. i sort through belongings that shouldn’t be there. i generally just straighten up. if the room is cluttered, my mind is cluttered and i cannot sit in there. i literally cannot be in the common room when it’s messy. you may think i’m exaggerating, but i’m not. i know i joke around about obsessive compulsive disorders, but i’m 99.9% sure i have one. not that a diagnoses would help me any, but still.

got to love how my rants always start with me complaining about something and end with me pleading insanity.

explanation of this photo:

we decorated our suite today! no photos at the moment because it’s not completely finished yet. lauren and lindsey are really super creative and painted like a huge beach mural thing in our hallway — it’s amazing. so our hallway is beach themed and our common room theme is “old hollywood” and we bought a bajillion black and white posters of actors and such. super cute.

the moral of the story is that i think the OCD i have developed over the past few years is getting kind of noticeable. i spend about 15 minutes in the morning tidying up the suite, and before i go to bed i do likewise. i take out the garbage, clean up trash, collect a lost and found, arrange the pillows, tidy the bath room, and just straighten up in general. i didn’t think anyone really knew, but they somehow have figured it out. when i came downstairs from hanging out in the suite upstairs, they made me promise before i went in that i wouldn’t clean at all tonight. you see, whilst painting the murals, lauren and lindsey managed to paint the floor as well. plus there were scraps of paper everywhere. and all the furniture and rugs were askew. basically, it was a disaster zone. while i stood in the doorway, apparently looking horrified, megan lightened the mood by writing the above message on the floor by my feet.

and i mostly stayed true to my word! (i just helped a little tiny bit with the scrubbing, and i still did my 15-minute tidy up before i got ready for bed.)

superhero week is going awesome! we’ve made logos, masks, utility belts, and tie-dye shirts so far. tomorrow is our costume day. i’m captain pink, aka i already have a costume.

but tomorrow is also evaluation day, which i am like insanely nervous about. since i’m the assistant director now, i’ve been helping my director with the staff evaluations, but he does mine on his own. no one has gotten a perfect or near-perfect eval yet, which is why i’m worried. last year i got all 1s except one 2. you see, they aren’t allowed to give perfect evaluations for the first eval, only the second eval at the end of the summer, to indicate “improvement.” so they gave me a 2 in some stupid category, told me that it wasn’t exactly true, and i was happy with that. but i think the director this year is too concerned with showing improvement, so he’s giving out a lot more 2s and 3s than i would have expected. i know this is a stupid thing to get worked up over, but it’s my first year as assistant director — i don’t want to find out that i’m not doing a good job.

oh, and i’m beginning to think i have actually developed an obsessive compulsive disorder.
- i go into work an hour early to sweep and tidy up, even though i don’t get paid for it.
- every time i pass something that’s crooked or disorganized, i stop to fix it. this includes piles of paper on the sign-in table at work, things that have been hung on walls, the game table/staff table/other tables and such at work, and et cetera.
- i noticed when i play battleship that i make subconsciously guesses in a symmetrical pattern, and i sometimes don’t put white pegs in when it upsets this symmetry and instead commit the miss to memory.
- i clean my room every day, multiple times a day. well, not really clean, since it’s not dirty, but i tidy.

basically, i’m slowly going insane.

(1) camp starts tomorrow! i’m half super nervous, half super psyched.

(2) someone stole the scooter license plate, and the dentmobile is at the mechanic. so i have to either ride my bike tomorrow or get a ride. i thought my days of being dependent were over! oh well.

(3) if you see me try to purchase a CD in the near future, please slap me or something. too many new CDs lately. i have acquired 26 in the last three weeks, 4 just today. not good.

(4) there is less than a month until breaking dawn, the final twilight novel is released (august 2nd)!!! i just finished rereading the series this afternoon, and it’s making me very antsy. when i read these books i get unnaturally caught up in them. it seriously takes me weeks after finishing them to get them out of my mind. any down time i have is spent thinking about them, i’m not even kidding. note to self: calm the hell down and get your OCD under control.

these two made me go on a scavenger hunt to find my manatee. the first thing i said before i left the room was, “it better not be somewhere in the room like under your bed, megan!”

one guess where it was.

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