My brain is full of brain
My brain does not want me to function. It’s making it difficult to study.
Of course, it always gets surreal when I’m using my brain to learn about my brain.
Textbook: *information about declarative memory*
Me: Hey, I’m trying to use that right now! lol.
And then I laughed for five minutes at this picture of a floating upper body being vaguely surprised by a cobra.
If you look at his eyes, you notice that he’s not even looking directly at the cobra. He’s clearly more surprised at the lines emanating from his forehead.
How is this my life?