Call me Char; I'm 16,
and I live in the good ol' Sunshine State.
Sexy Cartoon Characters: Kovu
sigh. it’s bad enough to be attracted to an animated character. but when that character is a lion then you know you’re fucked.
I just think of Kovu as the Lion King version of Zuko from ATLA and I feel so much better because it’s kind of true.neverturnyourbackontheblade: #and he’s voiced by the same guy who voices goofy’s son max who i also think is hot so
100% agree with all of this, lmao.
“You know you need a boyfriend when you think Goofy’s son is hot.”
That’s the first thing I ever said to my best friend.
And then we bonded over sexy cartoon characters.
Kovu was my lover of choice.
OCD and ADD are already hard to deal with on their own, so having both of them is certainly no walk in the park. I know, I could be worse off. There are people who have to endure harder difficulties.
But take these disorders and put them in a school setting, and I’m left absolutely miserable.
It’s like a wrestling match inside my mind. On one corner, you have the part of me that’s obsessed with perfection and is overwhelmed with everlasting feelings of doubt. On the other corner, you have the lack of drive and the inability to stay focused on whatever work needs to be done.
Take this morning, for example. I had a math test on functions; linear, quadratic, exponential, trigonometric, and rational. Piece of cake, right? At least, I thought so while looking over my notes beforehand. I knew everything.
Until the test was on my desk. Then I knew nothing. There were some bits of information that I could concentrate long enough to remember, and others that remained hidden in the back of my head.
I worked on the first graph, which was something I definitely knew how to do. Once I finished, I erased it and did it again.
Twice.
The line wasn’t straight, the numbers were written in incredibly horribble handwritting, and the points weren’t in the exact position.
The points weren’t even important to the answer!
Because of my lack of ability to pay attention, I often make these dumb little mistakes. Now, I obsessively check and recheck like, a hundred times to make sure that my answer isn’t wrong. It takes up way too much time.
It wasn’t until time was almost up that I remembered how to find the vertical and horizontal asymptotes, and I never got around to even starting the first problem.
Yeah, I know, everybody has a test or two that they go through a painful process just like this one.
But this happens every time. With every test.
Now I’m just sitting here overcome with worry about my grade, even though I know that in the end, I’ll probably be able to end the year with a good ol’ B. Hopefully. If I somehow learn how to pay attention during the notes.
Just Around the Riverbend - Pocahontas
