OCD = organisation compulsive disorder?

Happy sunday :)

First of all, I have spent most of my 2010 organising and planning. Why, you ask? Well, I have things such as uni (applying, replying to offers, organising student finance, accommodation, meeting people, shopping expenses, applying for a scholarship, etc), holidays to visit Jack and for Jack to visit me, going out places with friends, getting my provisional, birthday presents, writing out fantasy album lists, selling loads of things on Amazon, setting up a bank account and getting a debit card (fucking finally lol), and finally… MY 18TH. Finding a place to host it, booking it, getting a DJ, organising catering, deciding who to invite, chasing up people, organising +1s, writing the guest list, putting together a playlist, deciding what I’m going to wear, organising a tour of the venue, sorting out pre-party preparation, and now I have to save up money for buying alcohol…

Basically, I have loved every fucking second of it.

I don’t know why. I just have a really REALLY unhealthy obsession with planning and organising. Not when it comes to schoolwork, unfortunately xD

But say, when I’m getting ready to go up to Jack’s one day, I’ll write out a plan the night before of when I’m gonna shave, eat breakfast, etc. I know I know, strange right? Personally, I think it’s an extension of OCD. My dad has it and I’ve displayed quite a few signs of it before.

Perhaps this planning of events etc is just me exercising my obsessive compulsive tendencies. All I know is, it’s fucking AWESOME.

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