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Month: July, 2014

49 Signs You’re Addicted To Reading

Rediscover my love for books has resulted in some of the following symptoms associated with a bibliophile:

Thought Catalog

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1. Books > people is your general outlook on life. People are cool but reading is your preferred social activity.

2. You know what a book hangover is and you have them frequently.

3. You plan whole afternoons around browsing bookstores.

4. If you go too long without buying or reading a book you feel a huge sense of withdrawal and are thinking of the next time you can get away to a bookstore or library.

5. You have trouble functioning at work or school sometimes because you stayed up late reading.

6. You’re constantly sharing your favorite book quotes on social media and have either a Pinterest board or Tumblr dedicated to these quotes.

7. You’re always looking forward to the weekend but mostly because you can’t wait to get 2 whole days for unadulterated alone time with a new book.

8. You carry a book…

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18 Struggles Of Having An Outgoing Personality But Actually Being Shy And Introverted

If only I understood myself sooner… Thank you for putting my social tendencies into words.

Thought Catalog

This… this is my soul song, people. This is my Vietnam.

1. You’re not anti-social, you’re selectively social.

2. At any given point, you have one (maybe two) best friends who are your entire life. You’re not a “group of friends” person. You can’t keep up with all that.

3. Social gatherings that are supposed to be “rites of passage” like prom and dances and other such typical nonsense is just… not for you. You don’t understand it. You want nothing to do with it.

4. When you do choose to grace a party with your presence, you are the life of it. You’re dancing on the table and doing body shots until 3 a.m.

5. … You then retreat into three days of complete solitude to recover.

6. You go out of your way to avoid people, but when you inevitably have to interact with them, you make it…

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Today I held a cockroach.

After my lab mates picked up six cockroaches and put them into jars to sleep, my T.A. gave my class an opportunity to hold a cockroach because this was our last lab that worked with live cockroaches. We were learning about action potentials by stimulating cockroach leg hairs and listening to the neuronal firing that followed.This meant that the roaches were going to be sacrificed for scientific knowledge, but it did not mean that we had to be solemn. I jumped at the offer of holding a cockroach. It’s not every day that you get to hold a cockroach that does not make you freeze and panic as soon as you see it. It was a lab subject that was to be treated with respect, which meant that it was deemed safe to handle (with latex gloves, of course).

As excited as I was, I was also nervous as soon as I put my hand into the cockroach tank. There were only two large brown roaches left scurrying around the unfurnished clear container. The pitter-patters of their feet could be heard as I leaned over the tank to determine which roach to pick up. They did not run away when my hand approached them, so I picked up the nearest one and held it above the tank rim in my hand.

It did not try to run, nor did it put up any resistance to being picked up, and sat in my hand while I admired its calmness. Its antennae wiggled as it stayed still in my palm, and did not walk around. After a few seconds of staring at the bug that I have hated for most of my life, I began to look at it with wonder. It was quite cute; it did not make sudden movements, or frightened me. I think its antennae moving around while it sat still was astounding; I had never seen one that did not scurry away when I approached it, never even close to holding it. Actually, I don’t think I would have wanted to even hold a cockroach before this encounter. The fact that I was holding a cockroach meant that I found some positive feelings and imposed them onto it. I think I was so happy to be holding something that I had feared and despised for so long that I was shocked and surprised, and stunned, at the cockroach that sat still in my palm.

While staring at the roach. I had an epiphany. I was shaking hands with a cockroach. “Nice to meet you today, sir. How do you do?” ran through my head. I smiled at the creature and put it back in its tank, and the barrier between human and bug returned.