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in which i conquer with witty paper titles
said paper: THE PRIDE OF FRANKENSTEIN
i bet you'll never guess what it's about.
day one of evil hell week is over! and there was much rejoicing. now i only have, oh, three exams left. fortunately lots of class have been randomly cancelled, so yay for more study time.
have started reading wuthering heights for englilsh class. i must say, i've never read a book before where all the main characters are psychotic jerks who seem intent on making their lives miserable. and yet, i enjoy reading it. it's like watching someone getting clotheslined by a metal pole — painful, yes; stupid, yes; but funny as hell.
also, emily brontë is far too fond of using the word "ejaculated" in reference to someone's speaking style. maybe once or twice to surprise people who aren't paying attention, sure — but 6 times? i'm not even a third of the way through the book yet.
this is depressing, yet vastly amusing.
Quote o' the Day
my psych book:
"As another example [of classical conditioning], when my mother was a girl a large dog bit her several times. From that painful moment on, she was extremely afraid of dogs. Many years later, when my brother wanted a dog, my mother would have none of it. But he pleaded endlessly. How could my family fulfill my brother's wish yet not trigger my mother's fear? The solution was to get a dog as dissimilar as possible to the large dog that bit her, in hopes that my mother's fear would display stimulus discrimination. So we adopted a tiny Chihuahua puupy — and the plan was half successful. My mother was not afraid and adored the dog. Alas, my brother's fondness for big dogs failed to generalize to Chihuahuas, and he was repeatedly observed muttering, "yippity oversized rat." "
i bet you'll never guess what it's about.
day one of evil hell week is over! and there was much rejoicing. now i only have, oh, three exams left. fortunately lots of class have been randomly cancelled, so yay for more study time.
have started reading wuthering heights for englilsh class. i must say, i've never read a book before where all the main characters are psychotic jerks who seem intent on making their lives miserable. and yet, i enjoy reading it. it's like watching someone getting clotheslined by a metal pole — painful, yes; stupid, yes; but funny as hell.
also, emily brontë is far too fond of using the word "ejaculated" in reference to someone's speaking style. maybe once or twice to surprise people who aren't paying attention, sure — but 6 times? i'm not even a third of the way through the book yet.
this is depressing, yet vastly amusing.
Quote o' the Day
my psych book:
"As another example [of classical conditioning], when my mother was a girl a large dog bit her several times. From that painful moment on, she was extremely afraid of dogs. Many years later, when my brother wanted a dog, my mother would have none of it. But he pleaded endlessly. How could my family fulfill my brother's wish yet not trigger my mother's fear? The solution was to get a dog as dissimilar as possible to the large dog that bit her, in hopes that my mother's fear would display stimulus discrimination. So we adopted a tiny Chihuahua puupy — and the plan was half successful. My mother was not afraid and adored the dog. Alas, my brother's fondness for big dogs failed to generalize to Chihuahuas, and he was repeatedly observed muttering, "yippity oversized rat." "