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I confess that i get angry and irritable (internally) whenever i hear people chewing with they're mouth open, hawking up phlegm, sucking teeth (using tongue to dislodge food), breathing loudly, coughing wildly with wide wide open mouth, and slurping.
.. And that i also feel frustrated when carrying shopping bags if the bags often throughout the walk bump into my legs, when there is tailwind and my hair is constantly blown in front of my face, when the wind is so strong it keeps on turning my umbrella inside out, and when there is such a strong headwind that I'm almost unable to move forward...

I confess that I avoid listening to country music.

I confess that I avoid listening to hip hop music.

I confess that I am now a complete freak.

I confess I've been suckered into a sale on Steam

Though in my defense, the game was on my wishlist, which isn't even 5 games big. Oh, the game in question? Skullgirls :3

I confess that cops and and security guards walking about in malls make's me nervous

- Although this anxiety probably developed due to an experience a year or two back when a security guard demanded to look through my things to see if i had stolen something, which i hadn't, and no alarm had gone off either, plus 30 minutes had gone by since i visited the store he claimed i had taken something from when he came about and stopped me/ "pulled" me aside. I was shocked of course about the accusation (internally) but yet i was calm and tractable, and let him look through my shopping bags, i even emptied every pocket i had on my clothes, and let him look through my purse. It was embarrassing enough to have a security guard pull me aside when there was people around who probably took notice of it, but he made me feel even worse when he after having looked through all i had on and carried with me, said "Well.. I might not have found anything on you or in your bags, but i know for certain that you were the one who stole from that shop" - then he just left.. Ugh, i mentally flipped both my fingers at him as he left, freaking jerk. Even worse he had a trainee with him while all of this happened, and i could tell by the look on the trainees face that he was as shocked by this assh*le's behavior as i was.

What an a-hole!

When I was in my early 20's I was in a video game store when I turned around and saw a female standing by the counter talking to the clerk, both of them looking at me. I thought I was just imagining things and continued to look through the games. Then the security guard came up to me and said hi. I said hi back and he asked how it was going. I assumed he didn't just wanna be a nice guy, so I just looked at him hoping for him to go on if there was a problem. I was carrying a bag and he asked me what was in it. I told him (prescription drugs for me and my grandfather, and pet food). He asked if he could see and I handed him the bag. He looked, handed it back to me, thanked me and went to the counter where he said to the female "That wasn't it".
She became upset and said she had had a white bag. He seemed to be a little impatient when he replied that "well, it wasn't that one".
She just left without any apology. The way she acted I hope she never saw her bag again.

But at least the guard was polite and nice about it. It would have been a nightmare if he hadn't.

You and me both...

But then again, I go out for a walk about 3 times a week at night with a friend of mine, and I run into patrolling cop cars every single time. At least once every 2 weeks I'm being stopped and asked to ID myself (since it's a law in the Netherlands; you need to carry ID at all times)... often it just feels like bloody harassment.

Oh, and then there are bouncers at clubs and bars... the times I've been refused entrance makes me nervous since I'm really in no mood to turn around and go home cause a monkey in a suit believes that I should not be drinking at said establishment.

And people wonder why I have a problem with authority figures... lol

I confess I occasionally do too much reading on a game I'm playing and spoil the ending for myself. Curiosity killed the cat, etc.

I confess that I hate it when it gets dark early. I find it very depressing not to have that extended daylight shining through my window.

-I spent over 100$ at Toys R Us. I bought mostly Monster High and Equestria Girl characters that were exclusive to their store.

-Late at night I hear sometimes a loud roaring noise and I know it's probably just a plane taking off from the airport but I still have to convince myself it's not because the world is coming to an end.

-I worry about homicidal maniacs breaking into my apartment during the night and attacking and/or killing me. I often hear teens screeching and swearing on the street at night and I wonder how close I am to becoming a murder or assault victim. I even thought about hiding a knife under my pillow but I don't want it to cut me up in my sleep!

-I bought and ate way too many Christmas sugar cookies today. I know that just looking at such foods make me gain weight.

-I know have a rather impressive collection of soiled tissues in the waste basket because of a cold, but I should really empty it and spray it with Lysol. Ew.

I did not know that. I'm afraid that law might be coming here too, there has been talk about mandatory ID cards... I hope not, it's a step back. I don't wanna have to bring anything with me just because I'm going outside.


I confess: I like the dark times. It is currently 09 and it's as dark outside as dusk. I'm one of those who enjoy that. It's relaxing. Now if only it would rain as well...
*happy sigh*
I hate the snow, the too cold temperatures and most of all the icy roads that will come soon though.

I confess that I worry about things like that too. I've never been used to being alone, so when I'm home alone, I can't sleep at night at all. I keep wondering if I hear something amiss. So then I sleep at day, when there are more sounds so I feel safer, but I still don't sleep well because I am alert...
As long as one other family member is home, I don't have that problem.

I also hate teen gangs. There was a report in the news just yesterday that talked about how lots of boys age 14 and up flocked to the central train station in the evening and they take a lot of place, sitting on the stairs, not caring that travelers can't get past them. When told to move by guards, they get in their face and are violent, will beat them and make threats. Lovely... I'm glad I'm not going by train any time soon.

I confess that I have three PMs in my inbox that I have not replied to.

I confess that I have more than 3 PMs waiting for me. I am very slow to respond to personal messages. It takes me even more time than it does to write forum posts.

I confess that the sink is piled high, I cant see the counter-tops, I'm avoiding the clean up, but dinner was worth it.