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I think I have a mild case of obsessive-compulsive disorder. Was planning to see Passion today (Janie, I know you might be furious at me, but I really, really want to see Satan as androgynous bishie. That, and the fact I want to go representation hunting...)saw a stain on one of my shirts, rushed off to the laundrey to get it off. Then had to grab other shirts and spent hours washing them. Which completely messed up chances of seeing Passion.

Oh well. Seeing as I spent a ridiculous amount of money on schoolbooks, it might be better to put it off until next week. ;p Or until my parents actually get around to sending me my allowance for the semester. (which they haven't done yet) *dies*

I also practically *ruined* a friend's poster because I hung up some of my wet clothes in my room to dry. (a friend from last year who asked if she could spend the night while she was visiting) And I had no idea she placed her poster in that spot. So now it's crinkly and stuff, instead of nice and shiny. And while she laughed it off when I told her, I'm dreading when she actually comes back and sees it.

Wai...