Daily Prompt: She Drives Me Crazy | Five Annoying Things

Daily Prompt || March 31, 2014

There are five things that I seriously can’t stand.

If there are some random objects on the floor. I get so irritated and bothered when there are stuffs on the ground. One time, I was lying on the bed and almost asleep and I slightly glanced at my carelessly fallen towel that was hanging on the chair before. I stood up, grabbed the freaking towel, and hanged it again on the back of the chair. And that’s the only way I can sleep soundly at night.

If there is something that I want to buy, and I wasn’t able to bring my money. I am quite a spender, I have to admit. I might call this a symptom of my “SMD”, also known as the “Shopaholic Mayhem Disorder”. I remember being too forceful to my brother to add the amount of money that I had in my pocket so that I can purchase the notebook that I saw resting on the shelf of a department store. To say, it was the last notebook of its kind. I certainly felt unique when I bought it, thinking that maybe there are only five other people who own the same type of notebook that I have today. I often regret it when I don’t buy something that I see. I am the kind of person who sees precious little things that I know I will use for ages.This is why every time I go to the mall, I would always make sure that there’s at least enough money for me to buy a book or something else really worthy, or else, I will get damn crazy.

If my nails are broken. Somehow, my nails can become weak when they are wet, and they tend to break too easily. Even though there is only one broken nail, I will cut off all my nails just to get rid of that annoying feeling of getting a nail cracked. However, I can definitely see that it is far too normal for me to be too aware of my nails, because I use my hands in almost everything that I do.

If I have nothing to hug to when sleeping. Or no one. Teddy bears have been a huge part of my life. I know so well that only children need stuff toys to be able to sleep at night. But that doesn’t mean that I have no right to own them and even use them as my own silent lullaby. I have thought lately that the stuff toys I have on my bed today are one of the things that will never stop me from having a heart of a kid. Here’s to never growing up, I must say.

If my mother is too nosy about things. I know my mom so well that I don’t even need a dictionary to define her world of motherhood – because I have my own vocabulary to describe her. When I say nosy, I mean it. She would ask me the exact address where I am going, the people I am going with (every freaking individual), and the exact time I will be home. She’s like a typical father, but not much working outside. She would question me like I’m some kind of culprit who seriously needs to spit out the truth. As usual, I am left with no choice but to say every bit of the detail she wants to know, even if she doesn’t even need it. Like, “what are you going to do there?”

These are the things that can drive me completely crazy. Each of us has its own list. What about you? Do you dare to share?

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