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Am I the only person who's bothered by the term "guilty pleasure"? It's not a huge deal, it's just always puzzled me. If you have fun with something, why is there guilt? Because of what other people think? To hell with 'em. You're enjoying yourself. That being said... I do have a couple of hobbies/interests that I'm not forthcoming about because it would take too long to explain. Ponies and the drawing thereof is one of them. Listening to Nicki Minaj songs every now and then is another. And eating amazingly unhealthy food while I have a very athletic family is another. That last one is probably my biggest vice, I will follow the scent of fried chicken fingers off a cliff. ;__; Although the music thing bothers a lot of people, lol. xD I'll listen to anything once, I've got nineteen different Spotify playlists. It's kind of insane. But I prefer music that moves me, something that gets me dancing and grooving around my kitchen--remixes are especially good for that.

....y'all do realize you can take the stopper out of the tub and then refill it with hot, clean water? I know it's wasteful but it's probably not any worse than taking an hour-long shower. ^-^ Unless you're using a super-expensive bath bomb or something, I wouldn't sweat letting some water out and refilling it with more. But I still stand by that it's too difficult to wash your hair in a tub. Awkward neck angles, yegchh.

Oh gosh, this is hard. When it comes to pure Disney, I can't do better than Beauty and the Beast or Hunchback of Notre Dame or Fantasia or The Lion King. All four of those are incredible, I could watch them for ages and not get tired. I'm one of those oddballs who can watch the same movie over and over and over again without getting nauseated with it. I also really loved Treasure Planet but that's a deeply flawed movie, and I think my nostalgia colors the lenses quite a bit there. Oh, and I can't forget about Lilo and Stitch, which is a great film. ^-^ Pixar, on the other hand, belongs almost exclusively to Up. Whenever I'm comparing Pixar films Up stands head and shoulders above the rest, at least for me--I know a lot of people don't like it but I adored it. But I love The Incredibles and the Toy Story trilogy quite a bit as well, not to mention Ratatouille is a spectacular film. For some reason I think Pixar films are just more well-rounded, better constructed films, mostly because they take more chances. Dreamworks has some okay movies but I loved Prince of Egypt and Road to El Dorado, those were both awesome romps--Road to El Dorado becomes funnier and dirtier the more times I watch it, lol. Not to mention Kung Fu Panda 2 was really, really great. Actually both Kung Fu Panda movies were pretty good, I enjoy them both. And How to Train Your Dragon remains one of my favorite films to watch in the theater, the 3D for that was just fantastic. Honorable mention shoutouts to Great Mouse Detective, Finding Nemo, and Spirit. TL;DR - all movies all the time 24/7

These three guys. Mr. Rogers always taught me to be kind and love your neighbors, that whatever good you do in the world will never go unnoticed, even the small acts of kindness. He influenced and touched so many people and is intrinsically wired into my childhood--Mr. Roger's Neighborhood was my TV show when I was a kid, I loved it so much that I kept watching it long after I was "too old" for kids shows. To this day he's still revered and talked about, and for good reason--I can't think of a kinder human being. Bob Ross (also my childhood) was probably the most influential, and I ought to take his advice more often. I still find drawing and painting therapeutic, and I ought to realize that my mistakes aren't permanent, and that I can always turn them into birds or clouds or trees whenever I feel like it. Happy little accidents. I've been drawing for years and I need to keep that mantra in mind, that everything can be learned with some practice. Neil deGrasse Tyson will remain my idol despite our conflicting beliefs. I love his explanation of science and he's what originally got me interested in math and the universe in general; he has a way of explaining things that can shrink science down into these small, easily digestible pieces while still painting such a huge, slightly-terrifying portrait of the universe. Everything that he's accomplished is just astounding.

Oh man, I have so many to choose from. What a luxury, to have difficulty selecting a favorite teacher. Quality education, what a privilege. Ultimately I'm going with my history professor and my math professor. I've had tons of great teachers throughout my life and they've all impacted my future in some way, and will continue to do so, but these two really stand out. My history professor is fantastic. He's got this infectious, energetic personality that makes everyone invested in learning what he's teaching; he challenges and sparks debate at every turn with his students, playing devil's advocate in almost every circumstance. What really sticks with me is that he doesn't care what you think or believe, just so long as its challenged and you know why you think it and believe it. He wants every student that comes into his classroom to succeed, and he breaks his back in order to make that happen. Not only is he a kickass teacher but he's a phenomenal advisor/mentor/all around good guy. I love him to bits, and I hope he's teaching for a long time and inspiring other students like me. I was actually terrified of my math professor for a long time--my brother took him before I did, and used to record his lectures. On tape, he sounded so sharp and the math sounded so complicated that I swore to avoid him at all costs. But I discovered he's a completely different person outside of the classroom, hugely helpful and accommodating and will explain something five different ways from Sunday, for hours if necessary, until you get it right. Again, he's really energetic and I honestly wish he'd teach a history of math course, because he gets so excited about how famous equations were developed and crafted into what we use today. Not to mention his classroom manner is hilarious when you're actually sitting in the classroom. Anyway. TL;DR - I have great professors.

No, you're totally right. I've often thought this myself and it's because men are constantly told through media, culture, and yeah, even among other men that they're supposed to be big, burly beefcakes--they're supposed to be dominant, aggressive, bearded manly animals. And our culture does a lot to build up women, not so much to build up men. You know what? Women are told that we're beautiful, we're queens, we're strong and powerful and can do anything we set our minds to. Which is totally true. But men need to be told the same thing: they're kings, they're beautiful and noble and would give their hearts and souls to protect those they love. And they need to be told it's okay to be gentle and wear something pretty, and not be these closed off, stoic, rugged Marlboro men who look off into the sunset. I don't know. It's late, and I'm tired, but I know exactly what you're talking about. I feel like there's a lot of, well, not blaming exactly, but definitely expectations for men. And I just know someone's going to jump down my throat about "the patriarchy!!1!" and fine then, bring it on. I love guys, and it sucks to hear about anyone who doesn't feel beautiful. Because everyone ought to, at least a few times in their life.

Me. This is my life until Saturday.

Probably envy. At least, that's the one that's affecting me most strongly right now. I get so frustrated and jealous of other students who can just breeze through life and wait until an hour before class until they start writing their papers. And they still get B's and A's on their work. And because I'm a thick-skulled neanderthal, I have to work incredibly hard and stay up until the wee hours of the morning just to scrape by--it's frustrating. But when I actually do get something accomplished, like a good grade on a test or a quiz, I feel as though I can't enjoy it because I'm constantly comparing it to what someone else did. So definitely envy at this point in my life. But the runner up would probably be gluttony. I have a carnal weakness for fried food.