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Controversial Character Tournament Round 1: Patrick Bateman from American Psycho (the novel)
#poll#round 1#1 submission#i know the image is from the movie but theres not exactly an image of him in the novel#although it would be funny if american psycho was a picture book#the submitter specified the novel btw thats why thats there!!#patrick bateman#american psycho
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April 2020 Book Review - Quarantine Brain Fry Edition
This month of quarantine was much more challenging for me that last March... I suppose because we’re really in the throws of it, and the “extended spring break” feel has worn off. Between general World Anxieties and the incredible challenges of trying to adapt my work into an online setting, my brain has been absolute mush -- and I have a feeling I’m not the only one. Most of my books this month are either very easy reads (comics and children’s novels) or rereads or both! Honestly, I’ve been playing a lot more Animal Crossing than I have been reading...
So the theme for this month of reading? Treat your brain to a rest, and go reread that favourite comic or picture book or graphic novel from when you were a kid. We don’t have libraries or book stores at the moment, so dig deep into your shelf for something you love that you haven’t touched in a while. Here’s what I read:
Ghost Hunters Adventure Club and the Mystery of the Grande Chateau
I’m going to start with best and most unexpected book that I read this month (although this is actually a New Book and not a reread, so maybe it’s a bad start). It’s a Hardy Boys parody novel, and yes it’s by the Game Grumps. The only reason I even found out it existed was because my brother heard about it and we decided that this would be our next Sibling Read Aloud. It made a great read aloud. I was rather skeptical at first, but it was genuinely very clever and very, very funny. There characters were fucking delightful, as they bumbled their way through the mystery, and we ended up accidentally reading almost half the book in one sitting because we couldn’t put it down once we got to endgame. If you like satire and Classic Youth Mystery then do yourself a favour and give this a go. I am desperate for a sequel.
ISHI: Simple Tips from a Solid Friend
A picture book that was recommended to some of the local elementary children who are dealing with isolation from school and their friends. Its beauty is in its simplicity. It shows Ishi, a very simple white stone, experience challenges that it must then find ways to cope with. Things like loneliness, feeling empty or scared, being sad... all things children (and adults, I very much appreciated this little story) may be experiencing. This is definitely a picture book, not a self-help book, but it’s still very encouraging and makes me want to go and create my own Ishi. There’s a reading of it is online, and if you’re feeling like having a solid stone friend reassure you, I would recommend going to listen to it!
Bone 1-5
So, the first in my long list of books that I reread: I’ve started rereading the Bone series for the first time in years. Hands down one of my all time favourite graphic novel series. If you haven’t read Bone, it’s a classic and one of the best example of American graphic novels imho. It’s about Fone Bone and his cousins who, after being driven out of Boneville by Phoney Bone’s money-grubbling stunts, have found themselves across a desert and in a strange, fantastical valley where nothing makes sense. The three of them get drawn into the strange mysteries and adventures of Thorn, her grandmother, and the village of Barrelhaven. Such a perfect blend of beautiful art, comedy and off-the-wall cartoon-level hijinks, as well as really intense, dark adventure and tension as the story unfolds.
Also created this sequence, which may be the funniest two panels ever drawn in a comic
Here Is Greenwood v1
A charming ‘90s manga from my stash that I decided to reread. Honestly one of my favourite feel-good mangas, because it’s such a simple, pure, good-hearted slice of life without some of the gimmicks that other manga use. It’s about Kazuya starting at an all-boys school partway into the year, and moving into the school’s dorms. The entire book is just about him being constantly pestered by the well-meaning characters that share the dorm with him. It’s just goofy and fun, and has the fantastic aesthetic of a good ‘90s manga. Also, it was one of those books that, while technically not ~queer~ was also ~queer enough~ for my deprived teenage soul.
Blood Of Elves
The fourth book of the Witcher series that I’ve finished. I’ll be honest, not my favourite. I really enjoyed the beginning, the whole espionage thing with Dandelion, and then Ciri with Geralt, the Kaer Morhen witchers, and Triss. That was all really fun. It felt like it dragged a lot more though after Ciri joined Yennefer... And yet I love Yennefer as a character, she is hilariously snide and clever and really sweet with Ciri. But it felt like a scene that could have been done in a couple chapters took up half the book. Maybe that’s just because, as I said, my brain was mush and I couldn’t deal with it. I have the next book and as soon as my brain doesn’t look like chicken noodle soup anymore I will be starting it!
The Mouse and the Motorcycle
You know I love a good animal adventure story, and this is one that I adored as a child. The story of Ralph, a young mouse living with his family in a rundown motel, and how he and a young human boy discover that they can understand each other through a shared passion for vehicles... in particular a red toy motorcycle. There’s just something heartwarming about Ralph racing around a motel on a tiny toy motorcycle that runs when he makes motorcycles noises. I’ll have to find the second one as soon as libraries are open again.
Kit: The Adventures of a Raccoon
Another animal adventure story from my childhood, although this one is more of a chapter book than a true novel. This is a book that I’ve been lowkey hunting for years and finally came across in a school library. It’s a more realistic look at what a raccoon’s life is like, from birth to adulthood. Rereading it, it’s not a particularly exciting book and wouldn’t have otherwise stood out to me, but there’s still something that calls to me. It’s very gentle and makes this raccoon’s growing and learning feel very soft and compassionate, even if there are tragedies and death.
A quick edit because it was only just now that I realized that this is a Canadian lit book! Always exciting to discover that a favourite is Canadian!
Calvin and Hobbes: Homicidal Psycho Jungle Cat
Calvin and Hobbes, yet one more bullet to add to the list of Comfort Comics that I’ve pulled out to keep my mind entertained while I can’t quite process Proper Novels. I doubt there’s anything I can say about Calvin and Hobbes that hasn’t already been said. You’ve either read these books already, and are nodding along with me, or you haven’t and therefore are not a human being I can relate to.
Spy vs Spy
I dug out some of the old Spy vs Spy comics we had as kids. They’re basically falling to pieces, but it was fun -- like so many other books on this list -- to revisit something so familiar but which I haven’t looked at in years. These were a very odd experience to reread, because on one hand Spy vs Spy comics have such a simple, goofy premise it’s hard not to just grin and laugh while you read them, but also like... yup they sure are old and kinda ~problematique~ eh? Whatcha gonna do.
The Twisted Ones
The read aloud my brother and I did before Ghost Hunters, although we technically finished reading it at the very end of March, but too late for it to make that book roundup post. Look, I’m not going to defend myself here. Yes, I’ve read an obscene number of Five Nights at Freddy’s books. The first one of this series The Silver Eyes was honestly better than I would have expected. This sequel was not as good, unsurprisingly, but the main character is still so fucking bizarre, so different than the sort of protagonist I would normally expect from a series like this, that I can’t quite bring myself to stop reading them. And when I had a moment of Realization, about what might be in store for the third book, I genuinely screamed at my brother who was reading at the time. So yes. Somehow this youth horror is better than it has any right to be -- not good but better than it should be -- and yes I will be reading the third the second the libraries open again.
The Many Adventures of Winnie the Pooh
Another reread! This was a book I got as a birthday present when I was in... probably preschool? It’s a cross between a large picture book and a chapter book. It’s essentially a “novelization” of the original Disney movie, and it has such cute art to go along with it. Winnie the Pooh has always been a favourite of mine, and reading this old book was like a warm hug. Makes me want to see if I can get my VCR set up so I can watch that old movie again...
Frog and Toad Together
A friend found someone reading this book in a very asmr-style on youtube and recommended I listen because they found it super chill. And they were right! It is ridiculously chill. I’ve never read a Frog and Toad story before, but it’s really just a very cute old book that immediately launches you right back into grade one.
The BFG
This is my first time reading the BFG and it has all of Dahl’s usual charm and quirkiness. A young girl gets plucked out of an abusive orphanage by the Big Friendly Giant, who brings her to the terrifying Land Of Giants... all of which are bigger and crueller than the BFG, and who have an appetite for human flesh. It was quick and fun, and it’s always hard not to fall in love with Dahl’s sweet characters, especially this big eared, dream-catching giant.
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Therapy 5/17
Went in for a half hour session today. I had thought a lot about what she told me yesterday, that its all because I don't think I’m worth it as a person just as I am. I told her how mind blown I was by it, that I spent a lot of time processing it last night. I had planned on reading her the journal entry I made, but I got really scared. I avoided telling her, and brought up how I hate myself for bing this way. She said that if I keep thinking like that, it will never go away. She brought up that its the same as hating myself for cancer, and that its not any different than anxiety or depression. I said that those things are actual things that are physically wrong with people. This is something thats wrong with who I am as a person. She argued that I am doing neurofeedback to treat it, she’d say thats pretty solid evidence that there’s something wrong. I said that the neurofeedback is treating the anxiety and depression, not the factitious. She said that they’re all interrelated. I was quiet, and was internally debating bringing up the journal or not. Eventually she got me to speak, and I just blurted out that I had journaled about it but I’m chickening out about reading it. She told me to read it, to not waste her time. I hesitated, but did it.
“Yeah, factitious is an illness. But it isn’t some random chemical imbalance in my brain, it's something wrong with me, as a person. Like deep down to my core. And I feel like its my fault that I’m this way. If I wasn't so sensitive or if I could just communicate or if I didn't take things so much to heart it would be different. I feel like I’m a fraud. I don’t even know who the fuck I actually am. I hate the person i’ve become. I hate myself for the pain I've caused other people, and I hate myself for not being able to control it. I hate myself for all of the lies. I hate myself for being an attention seeking little bitch. Im the type of person I was always told not to be.
I’m not sure why I can’t seem to believe I’m worth something on my own as a person. It's just this feeling I have in my core that I'm not enough. It seems like normally when people want to be around a person or compliment them, they accept it. They don’t question why someone could see good in them. I don’t remember a time I was able to accept a compliment. I've just never felt like I've been enough as I am, I could always do more or do it better. And I've never really fit in with other people. I would watch others on the playground a lot during recess in elementary school. I wanted to be like them, to fit in without having to overthink every action I made. I wanted to feel like I finally belonged. I’ve always felt like an outsider. Everyone else seemed great at making friends and enjoyed being a child, but I didn’t enjoy the things they did. They seem to just understand it, how to act around other people, what to say, how to be themselves and not do embarrassing things. I always worried about things, I was always afraid I was going to say or do the wrong thing. I never understood why all of the other kids were so happy and carefree. I was so focused on school and my future. I was worried about getting into colleges and scholarships in middle school. I would beat myself up for the smallest mistakes. I had a few close friends who would drop me after awhile, or we’d just grow apart. Erica and I were best friends up until 4th grade, and then she decided that 6th graders couldn’t be seen talking to 4th graders and dropped me like I was nothing. And even with Brian, who I’ve been friends with since we were 4, we would go through periods of times that we just wouldn’t talk, for months. I’ve always had friends, but I’ve always felt like I’m just sort of… there. like all of my friends would go out and do things and get into relationships and like people who like them back and have fun and go on stupid adventures with their best friends and borrow each others clothes, and instead of doing that I’ve always just been some mildly entertaining thing that people take an interest in once in awhile but I’m never anyone’s first choice, and I never have been. I had friends, but I wasn’t invited places. I wasn’t involved in the inside jokes. Nobody texted me, or wanted to hang out. I would hear about the adventures or see pictures from them, that I wasn’t invited to. Thats still how it is. Its very rare that I will get a text checking in on me, even from my friends at TK or Sarah from ERC. If I don’t text them first I don’t hear from them. I never felt like I really belonged, apart from in treatment i guess. Through elementary school I’d have the play dates and everything, but even then I didn’t act right I guess. I would get goofy with my friends, and my mom would always tell me to stop acting so weird. I either stayed home alone on friday and saturday nights or I babysat. I was always the odd man out. People hung out with me at school or at the barn because it was convenient, or because I had things to offer like having a pool or bunch of stuffed animals or a trampoline or anything like that. I was just being used. I was the nerd that liked to read, and the weird horse girl.
I didn’t like the things my family liked. I was the black sheep in the family. I was 4 when I told my mom I wanted to run away. My mom tells the story like its cute, and its kind of funny, but at the same time why would I want to run away from my family as a 4 year old? I was completely convinced I was adopted through like 3rd grade, even though I look almost exactly like Grandma Denor did when she was a kid and there’s all sorts of baby pictures. I just felt like an outsider in my family. I kept to myself and hid in my books. I read, a lot. I would throw myself into the fantasy world they created. My family always pokes fun at the fact that during a family road trip in 3rd grade we went to the sweet sixteen during march madness. We had awesome seats, and during the time we were there I read 3 books. I hated basketball, and the rest of my family lived and breathed it. And on the other side of it, my dad hated horses and wasn’t a big animal fan, and I lived for them. My mom was more into animals, but was scared of horses. Christian was allergic to them, I would get home from the barn and either have to go straight to the basement to change or change in the garage. And it was expensive, and I felt bad about spending my parents money. I worked a lot and paid for farrier and vet bills and everything, and whatever other expenses I could. I worried about it. All the time. It was the thing I loved the most and they supported it, but I felt guilty for loving it. And they didn’t understand it. I felt like I was the oddball in the family for loving it. I was just different. I knew they were happy with my grades though. I knew that they were happy if I received awards. Christian was the golden boy, and he was good at everything he did. I was always given the message not to cry. Even my parents, although probably well meaning, would say things to make me stop. I got the idea that I wasn’t allowed to be in pain. My mom tells the story of the random guy in church giving me a dollar for putting up with christian and his friends picking on me all through mass. She was surprised, because I didn’t say anything. But even if I did say something, I was told to just not react and they’d get bored and move on. Thats how I first learned to hide pain or tears. in church when you had to hold hands for the our father, if I was sitting by christian or carrie they would squeeze my hand and do the thing that rolls your knuckles, and it hurts. I learned to quit reacting to the pain. If I did cry I was teased and told not to be such a girly girl, or to suck it up, or to put on my big girl pants and get over it, or something like that. And then I’d be teased relentlessly about it later on. When I was younger I would get angry when I got picked on, christian called me a psycho midget. my anger towards him was reciprocated with anger towards me, and he was bigger and stronger. Yeah, I know he loves me, but I was afraid of him. There was one night when I was little that my parents almost called the cops because they couldn’t find me. I was hiding under my bed away from christian, and I had fallen asleep because I was under there so long. And when I was made fun of for something, I took it to heart. I was teased and embarrassed so much about having a boyfriend as a kid, it made it seem like a bad thing. Literally, it was something I actively avoided because I didn’t want to tell my family. And I was made fun of for my weight too. I was fat, and I knew it. And other people made sure I knew it. I was always hungry, my aunt and uncle would make fun of how much I ate. They still joke about the embarrassing stories. I had nicknames, from people at school and in the family. Even my friends would say things occasionally. When I was in 6th grade. I had gone shopping with my mom and Theresa and Tara, and Tara and I had both gotten the woven ponchos that were in style at that point. I had to promise my mom I’d wear it a lot, because it was like $40 bucks or something. The first time I wrote it to school, Brendan Taylor said I looked like a blimp. I never wore it again. Tara called me buttsy, the rest of the extended family called me boat anchor. Fuck, the Nelsons still call me boat anchor. Some people at school used to call me bessie the cow. The people I hung out with would constantly make fun of fat people. Brian got really mad at me once, and called me a fat-ass. Even when I tried dressing nice or wearing makeup or doing my hair for school, people commented. Freshman year of high school I tried it. I wore makeup to school for about the first 4 days, i straightened my hair, I wore the tighter hollister or american eagle shirts. And people made such a big deal about it that I stopped. People at the barn, my friends at schoo, my familyl. I went back to my sweatshirts and t-shirts, I stopped wearing makeup, I went back to my ponytail. I would get tired faster than other people. I was just always tired, even though up until high school I slept a lot. Maybe too much even. I guess I always thought it was because I was bigger and out of shape, I couldn’t keep up with the people I hung out with. I always was friends with a lot of skinny people. When I started working at the barn in 7th grade I would spend the morning there cleaning stalls and riding, and then I would get home and crash for like 3 hours. And then it switched at one point in high school to when I didn’t really sleep at all. I was raised to be humble, to not get a big head, and to keep your head down and work hard for everything you want. To help people as much as you can, to put others needs in front of my own. And I probably took it the wrong way, but I took it to mean that other people were worth more than me and I had to earn everything I got. I was too sensitive about things, I let certain things get stuck in my head and I would overthink and overanalyze it too much. I would find the hidden message. I’ve always taken things way too sensitively. When people make fun of me I internalize it and it replays in my head. It only takes one time. It's so stupid. I still cringe about embarrassing or shameful moments I've had. It all sounds so superficial though. And maybe it has nothing to do with it. Maybe it's just all in my head, and there's just something fundamentally wrong with me.”
I teared up some when I was reading it, but I made it through. It was hard to read some of those things out loud. and skipped over a few parts. She asked me how felt. I was really embarrassed, but I couldn't identify that at the moment so I just said like shit, Everything that bothers me seems so small, and I’m being too sensitive. She said its actually a really common thing people see her for, that these things build up over time. She said its something that we can work on together. She also wanted me to take note that I said that the only place I’ve ever really felt I belonged was at treatment. Maybe that’s why I liked IOP so much, and groups. It helps to feel like you belong.
She said she was really happy that I read her that and wrote her that. She said that since I don't talk much, it really helps her get a window into my mind, and she learned a lot about me today, and that she was really glad I texted her and I took her up on the half hour appointment today. It was only a half hour appointment, so we ran out of time, but I'll be back there tomorrow for EMDR.
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Hey.............. Do all those ask things please I am Curious enjoy
1. Spotify, SoundCloud, or Pandora?
Spotify. I don’t think I can even use Pandora since I’m from theNetherlands?? Last time I checked I couldn’t.
2. is your room messy or clean?
A combination ofboth.
3. what color are your eyes?
I think it’sgreenish??
4. do you like your name? why?
I used to really dislike it, but that was mainly because there was a Dutch song about my name (this one) that some boys from my class sang EVERY fucking school day, and sometimes even multiple times a day. It really ruined my name for me. Recently, though, my mom told me that?? The song came out somewhere around the time before my grandpa died when he was still hospitalized?? and?? he heard the song and liked it??? So i don’t really hate the song anymore, and I’ve kinda grown to like my name again. A lot of people still refer to me as ‘Rose’, though, since that’s just a lot shorter.
5. what is your relationship status?
Single and ready to eat an entire baguette.
6. describe your personality in 3 words or less
funny jumpluff eat
7. what color hair do you have?
Dark blone
8. what kind of car do you drive? color?
I haven’t really driven in my mom’s car yet but it’s silver colored.
9. where do you shop?
stores, usually. I mostly buy stuff at the mall that’s in my town, but sometimes I feel Fancy and I take the bus to a nearby city.
10. how would you describe your style?
“i wish I was as cute as some of my clothes”
11. favorite social media account
??????????????? of the ones I own?? someone else’s??? U gotta be more specific.
12. what size bed do you have?
a normal one. for a single person. because i’m single.
13. any siblings?
Nope!
14. if you can live anywhere in the world wherewould it be? why?
Mmm, somewhere near a forest is Great.
15. favorite snapchat filter?
I Don’t Use SnapChat Enough For This But I Remember One With A Princess In A Car And I Think That One Is Pretty Rad
16. favorite makeup brand(s)
I never......... buy make-up............. I wish i did, though. Sometimes I want to buy some, but then it’s like?? it’s expensive, and I don’t really know what I would need to buy anyway.
17. how many times a week do you shower?
Depends on how many times I need to go out. I do shower atleast once every two days, though.
18. favorite tv show?
uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. Do series count? or just?? random shows?? Or can I just put in a random show that I’ve recently watched?? because then I’m just going to say Grace & Frankie because that one is Very Good.
19. shoe size?
smol. 38 I think.
20. how tall are you?
also very smol. 1.57 meters.
21. sandals or sneakers?
Sneakers when I have to walk A Lot, sandals when I’m at the beach or just?? at home I guess.
22. do you go to the gym?
lol no.
23. describe your dream date
That’s a tough one. I’d have to say April 25th, because it’s not too hot, not too cold. All you need is a light jacket!
idk dude I think just?? hanging out with the person I really like would be very chill already?? Maybe some looking at the stars and?? laying outside in a grassfield?? that sounds pretty chill I think.
24. how much money do you have in your wallet atthe moment?
About 7 euros I think
25. what color socks are you wearing?
Black + pink.
26. how many pillows do you sleep with?
One normal head pillow + 2 neck pillow things.
27. do you have a job? what do you do?
haha no.
28. how many friends do you have?
6 close friends and?? a Whole Bunch of people that I consider friends but that I don’t talk as much with.
29. whats the worst thing you have ever done?
I’m not sure honestly, although I probably have done or said some bad things??
30. whats your favorite candle scent?
Roses and other flowers.
31. 3 favorite boy names
shrek, donkey, farquaad.
32. 3 favorite girl names
fiona, dragon, uhhhh fiona’s mom.
33. favorite actor?
Ryan Reynolds or Tom Hanks.
34. favorite actress?
Merryl Streep or Viola Davis
35. who is your celebrity crush?
shit I don’t know dude.
36. favorite movie?
shit there are so many movies that I love??? The Swan Princess, Matilda, Forrest Gump, A Lot Of Disney Movies, La Vita e Bella, Miss Congeniality and?? a lot more I think??
37. do you read a lot? whats your favoritebook?
Dead Withc Walking by Kim Harrison, although I really love the HP books too. I love reading and wish I did it more tbh.
38. money or brains?
money seems to be working pretty well for trump but honestly i think i prefer brains.
39. do you have a nickname? what is it?
Rose. There was this one week where my nickname was Cheese though.
40. how many times have you been to the hospital?
I went to the hospital pretty often as a child because I was?? Not Very Tall?? and the docters were Concerned or something. they basically took some blood and checked how much I had grown since the last time I visited.
When that was done I didn’t visit the hospital until I got hit by a car on my way to school and broke my clavicle. It hurt. A Lot.
The last time I went was like, 2 years ago?? To get my thyroid tested?? I was basically Really Fucking Anxious back then and constantly felt like?? Like shit I guess?? And as if I was going to die?? Sort of?? but not really?? Let’s just keep it at “I was really anxious about having a fast heartbeat” to keep it simple. I’m over it now, though. God, even just walking made me anxious back then.
41. top 10 favorite songs
NICE that’s more than ONE song. They’re not going to be in any particular order though. And also probably more than 10.
Day6: I Wait - Congratulations - I’m Serious.
Fall Out Boy: Sugar, We’re Going Down - Miss Missing You - Young Volcanoes - Rat a Tat
BTS: RUN - INTRO: What Am I To You - Crowtit - Ma City
Shortstraw: Thailand
Walk the Moon: Tightrope - Anna Sun - Shut Up and Dance
Man Man: Loot My Body
Raleigh Ritchie: The Greatest - You’re A Man Now Boy
42. do you take any medications daily?
hell yeah. The Good Shit That Helps Me Against Hayfever.
43. what is your skin type? (oily, dry, etc)
Dry hands, oily face
44. what is your biggest fear?
Losing my friends.
45. how many kids do you want?
Not sure. No kids?? One kid??? I think it eventually also depends on my partner I guess??
46. whats your go to hair style?
“Listen I combed my hair but the moment I stepped outside the wind acted like an asshole.”
47. what type of house do you live in? (big, small,etc)
medium house.
48. who is your role model?
ONE, as in, the one who came up with One Punch Man.
49. what was the last compliment you received?
“I like your sweater.”
50. what was the last text you sent?
“I’m home around 2:30, want to drink some coffee together?” = me @ my mom.
51. how old were you when you found out santawasn’t real?
I never believed in Santa. as in, the american one. I think I was like, 10 or something when my mom told me Sinterklaas doesn’t exist??
52. what is your dream car?
one i can drive in without crying.
53. opinion on smoking?
please don’t blow your smoke in my face. I personally dislike it but?? it’s your choice if you want to smoke.
54. do you go to college?
hell yeah.
55. what is your dream job?
Something I genuinely enjoy, that happens to pay decently.
56. would you rather live in rural areas or thesuburbs?
Suburbs I think??
57. do you take shampoo and conditioner bottlesfrom hotels?
I don;t visit hotels often enough to steal enything from them.
58. do you have freckles?
Don’t think so.
59. do you smile for pictures?
I do. That is, when I’m not avoiding the person who is taking the pictures.
60. how many pictures do you have on yourphone?
117
61. have you ever peed in the woods?
Yes. It is necessary if you want to play in the woods without peeing your pants, really.
62. do you still watch cartoons?
hell yeah!!
63. do you prefer chicken nuggets from Wendy’s orMcDonalds?
I didn’t visit a Wendy’s during their one year stay in the Netherlands, so I can’t really compare them.
64. Favorite dipping sauce?
Sour Cream.
65. what do you wear to bed?
Pyjama’s. As long as it’s something that I can wear pj pants with, it’s fine for me. I really hate not wearing pants during summer. the sticky sweat feeling between my legs is the worst.
66. have you ever won a spelling bee?
We don’t really have those in the Netherlands lol.
67. what are your hobbies?
Reading, writing, gaming? ? I think?? can talking with friends count as a hobby?
68. can you draw?
Depends on what it is that I need to draw.
69. do you play an instrument?
I can play the (acoustic) guitar and the glockenspiel!! Also a little bit of recorder!!
70. what was the last concert you saw?
Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm. I think it was a Fall Out Boy concert?? From their American Beauty/America Psycho tour??
71. tea or coffee?
Coffee. Tea is alright but it’s?? ?? ? yeah.
72. Starbucks or Dunkin Donuts?
it’s been, what, a month since a Dunkin Donuts first opened in the Netherlands??? Somewhere in Amsterdam even I think?? So uhhh. no. I don’t really have any reference material.
73. do you want to get married?
I think so.
74. what is your crush’s first and last initial?
l i sten n o.
75. are you going to change your last name when youget married?
Maybe?? If it’s not something like Naaktgeboren?? because there was an episode on Zoop where someone’s name was Ben Naaktgeboren which may sound ok if you’re not Dutch but it’s not a name I’d like to have.
76. what color looks best on you?
Green/red??
77. do you miss anyone right now?
I sometimes wish I lived closer to my online friends so I could hang out with them more but?? I can still talk to them whenever. I do sometimes miss my grandparents though.
78. do you sleep with your door open or closed?
It’s usually not entirely closed.
79. do you believe in ghosts?
Not really.
80. what is your biggest pet peeve?
when an inanimate object still falls over even though i’ve called it “dude!” and “bro!” many, many times.
81. last person you called`
My phone says it’s my mom.
82. favorite ice cream flavor? Lemon
83. regular oreos or golden oreos?
what the hell are golden oreos????? Why would you eat gold????
84. chocolate or rainbow sprinkles?
Chocolate
85. what shirt are you wearing?
One with Dory on it with the text “I have 99 problems but can’t remember ONE
86. what is your phone background?
(This picture)
87. are you outgoing or shy?
I used to be Super Shy, but now it’s getting a little bit less I think?? I’m pretty outgoing when I’m with friends, though.
88. do you like it when people play with your hair?
hell yeah.
89. do you like your neighbors?
I don’t really know them but I think they’re alright???
90. do you wash your face? at night? in themorning?
Before + after sleeping.
91. have you ever been high?
nah
92. have you ever been drunk?
nope
93. last thing you ate?
un petitfour
94. favorite lyrics right now
Basically just?? the lyrics of If I Could Tell Her from Dear Evan Hansen. god I love that song.
95. summer or winter?
summer.
96. day or night?
both??
97. dark, milk, or white chocolate?
All of them.
98. favorite month?
June bc it’s my birthday month B)
99. what is your zodiac sign
Cancer
100. who was the last person you cried in frontof?
My mom, probably??
Thanks for letting me answer all these questions!!
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