He ate my heart (wanna talk to her, she's hot as hell)
Day 01 ? Your favourite song
Day 02 ? Your favourite movie
Day 03 ? Your favourite television program
Day 04 ? Your favourite book
Day 05 ? Your favourite quote
Day 06 ? Whatever tickles your fancy
Day 07 ? A photo that makes you happy
Day 08 ? A photo that makes you angry/sad
Day 09 ? A photo you took
Day 10 ? A photo of you taken over ten years ago
Day 11 ? A photo of you taken recently
Day 12 ? Whatever tickles your fancy
Day 13 ? A fictional book
Day 14 ? A non-fictional book
Day 15 ? A fanfic
Day 16 ? A song that makes you cry (or nearly)
Day 17 ? An art piece (painting, drawing, sculpture, etc.)
Day 18 ? Whatever tickles your fancy
Day 19 ? A talent of yours
Day 20 ? A hobby of yours
This is less a hobby and more one of my many bizarre quirks, but I am unbelievably terrible at processing auditory information. Like honestly, it HAS to be written down or I will forget it within two seconds or literally not process it at all.
This is why I watch movies with the subtitles turned on. Always. (Assuming I'm with someone who can stand it.) I mean, it's not so bad that I won't be able to follow a plot without the subtitles, but my brain is way better at keeping track of information that it reads.
Same goes for music. I cannot listen to an album unless I have a tab in Firefox open where I can read along with the lyrics. I just...won't understand them otherwise. I don't know, man.
Yeah, yeah, I like to pass it off as a weird quirk. I'm probably just a deaf idiot.
Day 21 ? A recipe
Day 22 ? A website
Day 23 ? A YouTube video
Day 24 ? Whatever tickles your fancy
Day 25 ? Your day, in great detail
Day 26 ? Your week, in great detail
Day 27 ? This month, in great detail
Day 28 ? This year, in great detail
Day 29 ? Hopes, dreams and plans for the next 365 days
Day 30 ? Whatever tickles your fancy
If you heard a long scream earlier, followed by soft, persistent weeping, that was my bank account. It's textbook-buyin' time, bitches. And you know the really sad thing? That wasn't even all the textbooks I needed to buy. I've got 3 more, and each and every one of them, no matter where I buy it from or whether it's new or used, is going to cost around $100. FFFFFF.
Seriously, I think I'm going to have to sell my organs on the black market to pay for these books. Or, you know, dip into my savings account...whichever.
Here's a question, though, my worldly-wise and educated LJ friends. The Oberlin College bookstore website tells me what books I need for each class, including an edition and a publication date. For example, for one of my Psych books, it says "7th 10" (7th edition 2010).
Now, the one I found on half.com also calls itself the 7th edition, but has a 2009 publication date. ARE THEY OR ARE THEY NOT THE SAME BOOK. I AM SO CONFUSED. SEND HELP AND CHECKS MADE OUT TO "CASH." ("Strange name for a play." "So is 'The Iceman Cometh.'")
So in a last-ditch effort to get me on some sort of normal sleeping schedule, my mom has bought me the single most fucking epic alarm clock in the history of ever. Yeah, this ain't no iHome. Not only will this bitch play my iPod at whatever time I tell it to, it will be like "HEY ASSHOLE, HERE'S THE DAWN. HERE'S SOME LIGHT ALL UP IN YOUR GRILL. WHAT ARE YOU GONNA DO ABOUT IT. ARE YOU GONNA GET OUT OF BED AND GO TO CLASS? SHIT YEAH YOU ARE."
Between this, my cell phone alarm, and my frog alarm clock, I might actually have a fighting chance at, you know, attending my classes that start before noon. All the same, I might want to invest in a Clocky, as well. Of course, all four of those put together would officially make me the most annoying roommate in the history of ever.
Day 02 ? Your favourite movie
Day 03 ? Your favourite television program
Day 04 ? Your favourite book
Day 05 ? Your favourite quote
Day 06 ? Whatever tickles your fancy
Day 07 ? A photo that makes you happy
Day 08 ? A photo that makes you angry/sad
Day 09 ? A photo you took
Day 10 ? A photo of you taken over ten years ago
Day 11 ? A photo of you taken recently
Day 12 ? Whatever tickles your fancy
Day 13 ? A fictional book
Day 14 ? A non-fictional book
Day 15 ? A fanfic
Day 16 ? A song that makes you cry (or nearly)
Day 17 ? An art piece (painting, drawing, sculpture, etc.)
Day 18 ? Whatever tickles your fancy
Day 19 ? A talent of yours
Day 20 ? A hobby of yours
This is less a hobby and more one of my many bizarre quirks, but I am unbelievably terrible at processing auditory information. Like honestly, it HAS to be written down or I will forget it within two seconds or literally not process it at all.
This is why I watch movies with the subtitles turned on. Always. (Assuming I'm with someone who can stand it.) I mean, it's not so bad that I won't be able to follow a plot without the subtitles, but my brain is way better at keeping track of information that it reads.
Same goes for music. I cannot listen to an album unless I have a tab in Firefox open where I can read along with the lyrics. I just...won't understand them otherwise. I don't know, man.
Yeah, yeah, I like to pass it off as a weird quirk. I'm probably just a deaf idiot.
Day 21 ? A recipe
Day 22 ? A website
Day 23 ? A YouTube video
Day 24 ? Whatever tickles your fancy
Day 25 ? Your day, in great detail
Day 26 ? Your week, in great detail
Day 27 ? This month, in great detail
Day 28 ? This year, in great detail
Day 29 ? Hopes, dreams and plans for the next 365 days
Day 30 ? Whatever tickles your fancy
If you heard a long scream earlier, followed by soft, persistent weeping, that was my bank account. It's textbook-buyin' time, bitches. And you know the really sad thing? That wasn't even all the textbooks I needed to buy. I've got 3 more, and each and every one of them, no matter where I buy it from or whether it's new or used, is going to cost around $100. FFFFFF.
Seriously, I think I'm going to have to sell my organs on the black market to pay for these books. Or, you know, dip into my savings account...whichever.
Here's a question, though, my worldly-wise and educated LJ friends. The Oberlin College bookstore website tells me what books I need for each class, including an edition and a publication date. For example, for one of my Psych books, it says "7th 10" (7th edition 2010).
Now, the one I found on half.com also calls itself the 7th edition, but has a 2009 publication date. ARE THEY OR ARE THEY NOT THE SAME BOOK. I AM SO CONFUSED. SEND HELP AND CHECKS MADE OUT TO "CASH." ("Strange name for a play." "So is 'The Iceman Cometh.'")
So in a last-ditch effort to get me on some sort of normal sleeping schedule, my mom has bought me the single most fucking epic alarm clock in the history of ever. Yeah, this ain't no iHome. Not only will this bitch play my iPod at whatever time I tell it to, it will be like "HEY ASSHOLE, HERE'S THE DAWN. HERE'S SOME LIGHT ALL UP IN YOUR GRILL. WHAT ARE YOU GONNA DO ABOUT IT. ARE YOU GONNA GET OUT OF BED AND GO TO CLASS? SHIT YEAH YOU ARE."
Between this, my cell phone alarm, and my frog alarm clock, I might actually have a fighting chance at, you know, attending my classes that start before noon. All the same, I might want to invest in a Clocky, as well. Of course, all four of those put together would officially make me the most annoying roommate in the history of ever.