UHHHH! (Translation: I am reading an uhhh-mazing book about monster scaritage. There is so much to learn about the student bodies who attends Monster High.)
I cannot function without a proper schedule and I do not process last-minute changes very well. My zombie nature also means that I walk rather slowly, have trouble making facial expressions and can only speak…well…zombie.
Brains…just kidding. I actually have quite the affinity for rapidly prepared, mass-market cuisine. (Translation: I like fast food.)
I love to read and learn new things. Books always fit into my schedule.
My horn-rimmed "nerd glasses." They absolutely go with everything.
My owl, Sir Hoots A Lot™, is the perfect companion—even though he absolutely refuses to be a message courier for me.
Last-minute schedule changes and monsters who cannot speak zombie. There is nothing quite so frustrating as arriving late and having to explain why to a monster that does not understand you.