At least I didn't cry this time....definitely did not cry....as much.
You know those kids who screw up the curve by getting 95% and don't let you forget it?
They're the ones who still wear sparkly Sketcher sneakers and those clever "I love Science, b*****s" T-shirts with elastic-waisted pants and strange anime hair; the people who like to look at pictures of medieval weaponry for fun. Does it sound like I'm hating?....Cause I admit I'm a little bitter. I was not born with the mental capacity to calculate scientific data with grace and agility like these students. It's a very messy process for me. Like giving birth to scientific results in the woods.
I overheard a classmate once: "What I lack in social skills, I make up for with science." Poor soul.
How was your guys' Halloween?
Crimson Night was scandalous, as usual.
I guess in college, wearing things that don't expose enough of your hoohoomachachas and skippywangles is socially unacceptable.
However, I did manage to have a great time with my friends this last weekend. I love Salt Lake City and the people I meet here.
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