15 days, 5 things, day 2
Feb. 20th, 2011 03:14 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
unikorentoLast day up in Kokkola-land. It's been a pretty wonderful week, all things considered. It's always a little surprising just how comfortable I feel here. I'm going to miss being surrounded by cats.
5 not-so-basic-facts about you.
1. I adore dough.
It's not a particularly uncommon trait, I suppose, but I really love the stuff. Unbaked cookies, cake batter, even dough for bread... I turn into a five-year-old. The finished product, while nommy, can never really hold a candle to the satisfaction I get from eating the unbaked version. Brownies are the only exception to this rule.
I'm currently on a diet that is very low on carbohydrates and high in fat. I enjoy it immensely, but cookie dough is definitely not on the menu anymore. Not that it was a common thing before, but knowing it's not something I get to have is a little sucky.
2. I haven't worn a matching pair of socks in years.
This is not intentional, or a fashion statement. This is a symptom of the fact that I can never be bothered to keep track of my stuff. When socks separate in the wash from their original partner, I don't try to re-pair them, I just throw them in the drawer with all the other socks. My only criteria is that the socks I do wear are roughly the same size and material.
3. I don't like sitting next to blunt shapes, like hammers or wooden cooking spoons.
It doesn't make any sense, but I always have this feeling like I might somehow mysteriously grab whatever I'm close to, and hit myself in the sternum with it. Not a trait I care to advertise, exactly.
4. When I'm nervous, I make shit up.
I'm a lot better at keeping a lid on it now than I was when I was younger, but in some situations I have to make a real effort not to lie all the time. (And usually about completely random things, too. I wouldn't be able to explain half of the stuff I've said.) As a result, my online friends usually have a better take on me than many IRL friends. It's easier to be honest, without the pressure.
5. I carry a hairband around on my wrist whenever I leave the house.
It's there in case I need/want to put my hair up in the middle of the day, but it also serves as a handy thing to fiddle with while thinking or talking. I rarely lose the hairband I use the most, but rather wear it out until the elasticity is gone. Then I buy a new packet, pick a favourite, and carry it around until it dies. The rest of the packet usually goes missing.
5 not-so-basic-facts about you.
1. I adore dough.
It's not a particularly uncommon trait, I suppose, but I really love the stuff. Unbaked cookies, cake batter, even dough for bread... I turn into a five-year-old. The finished product, while nommy, can never really hold a candle to the satisfaction I get from eating the unbaked version. Brownies are the only exception to this rule.
I'm currently on a diet that is very low on carbohydrates and high in fat. I enjoy it immensely, but cookie dough is definitely not on the menu anymore. Not that it was a common thing before, but knowing it's not something I get to have is a little sucky.
2. I haven't worn a matching pair of socks in years.
This is not intentional, or a fashion statement. This is a symptom of the fact that I can never be bothered to keep track of my stuff. When socks separate in the wash from their original partner, I don't try to re-pair them, I just throw them in the drawer with all the other socks. My only criteria is that the socks I do wear are roughly the same size and material.
3. I don't like sitting next to blunt shapes, like hammers or wooden cooking spoons.
It doesn't make any sense, but I always have this feeling like I might somehow mysteriously grab whatever I'm close to, and hit myself in the sternum with it. Not a trait I care to advertise, exactly.
4. When I'm nervous, I make shit up.
I'm a lot better at keeping a lid on it now than I was when I was younger, but in some situations I have to make a real effort not to lie all the time. (And usually about completely random things, too. I wouldn't be able to explain half of the stuff I've said.) As a result, my online friends usually have a better take on me than many IRL friends. It's easier to be honest, without the pressure.
5. I carry a hairband around on my wrist whenever I leave the house.
It's there in case I need/want to put my hair up in the middle of the day, but it also serves as a handy thing to fiddle with while thinking or talking. I rarely lose the hairband I use the most, but rather wear it out until the elasticity is gone. Then I buy a new packet, pick a favourite, and carry it around until it dies. The rest of the packet usually goes missing.
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Date: 2011-02-21 05:48 am (UTC)I need someone around to tell me that I shouldn't feel too guilty if I don't feel up to going to all my classes on account of hallucinations and weird conversations I can't quite hear that someone seems to be having inside my head...
Good news of a sort though. I did sleep almost eight hours. Which means I totally didn't study for math, I was going to and then I realised I actually felt tired and thought "fuck math. sleep!!!" Weird disturbing dreams and waking up every hour aside, I did sleep. Not well I suppose, but at this point I'll take any kind of sleep.
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Date: 2011-02-21 05:58 pm (UTC)Yay for sleep! 8 hours is definite progress, dreams and general fitfulness (*salute* General Fitfulness!) aside.
How did the exam go?
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Date: 2011-02-21 06:19 pm (UTC)I looked at the problems and I knew I know how to do them. Except there was just blank. As in nothing. And then the the text kept doing this shimmering thing where it wouldn't quite stay in place, which made it very hard to concentrate. That kind of stuff... eight hours of sleep (well more like maybe six or seven of actual sleep, but eight hours of lying in bed) is not quite enough after a couple of weeks of almost no sleep at all. :(
But I'm still very much; yay sleep! Because, well, yay sleep!! Possibly sleeping happened on account of my body just shutting down from exhaustion... hmm... well, I'll have to see how this night goes.