I found this on Pinterest the other day, and it more or less describes me exactly:
There are very few things that I am simply “interested” in. Either I don’t care at all, or I eat, sleep, and breathe it. The Twilight books? As embarrassed as I am to admit it, I finished all four books in 4 days, barely even putting them down to sleep. I then talked about nothing else for months and I still can’t resist the compulsion to watch every single special feature on the DVDs.
The Harry Potter books? I’ve read them all at least three times and have seen the movies just as many, if not more.
And, um, Hunger Games? I flew through the books in a matter of days sometime last year when I first heard about them, and have been obsessing over them ever since. When we started to get close to the movie’s release I decided to go back and read the books again, and I was shocked by how many details I had forgotten because I consumed them so quickly the first time around. When we went to see the movie this past weekend I was so giddy for it to start that I could hardly sit still in my chair.
Of course, cheesy (and sometimes really poorly written) young adult books aren’t the only thing I tend to get a little crazy over. When I buy a new item of clothing that I really like, I will wear it every single chance I get in the first few weeks of owning it – I’ll even wear it multiple days in a row as long as I won’t be seeing the same people. Another perfect example? I just taught myself how to french braid my hair last week and I’m finding myself looking for an opportunity to work a french braid into every single hairstyle I do now. I have probably had my hair braided in one way or another for at least five of the past seven days.
There are many (many) other examples of my crazy, obsessive behavior but I think that I’ve made myself sound like a lunatic enough for one day. I know I can’t be the only one out there with an obsessive personality, though. What do you get a little bit crazy for?