lying in the dark with the music playing and falling asleep with the lights on

funny how some habits die hard.

(i):
i'm not sure how many of you know this but i have been deprived of a doorknob shy of.. 5? 6? years now.

the above situation has conditioned my sub-conscious to automatically shove a door stopper (where a door stopper normally gets shoved) in hopes of delaying any intruders by at least a half second.. you know, lest i am doing my rockstar impression or half dressed or watching porn or something (KIDDING)

and now after my long absence, my parents had the empathy to attach one of those old skool latches to the inside of my door and seal the gaping hole where my doorknob used to be with duct tape.. and i STILL automatically shove the door stopper (where a door stopper normally gets shoved)

sigh.

(ii):
always getting in on the right side of the rear passenger seat of the car when not driving.
i suppose this is linked to slight OCD-ic behaviour, same as tracing the silhouette of streetlamps with my toes on long car rides home and setting the alarms on my phone to ring at anytime but quarter-of-an-hour marks. (ie 8.03, 8.29, 8.41, 8.58)

i can't be bothered with weirding out more people so i shall end with a confession.

i am ashamed to say that i no longer have that self-restraint when it comes to swearing in front of parents.

you know how when you're around adults your vocabulary/language automatically gets polished up. WELL NOT ANYMORE! omg i am so doomed.

if anyone has an effective way to help me be able to inflict self-censorship once again, please, please do tell me, and at once thank you.