And this is why I loooove my new apartment. Well, that and so many more reasons.
I'm taking a Human Biology class this summer. It began on Tuesday. Without even taking into account the fact that I still don't know how I'm going to pay for it, this is an exercise in disaster. Me and science do not mix. I can grasp concepts if they're related in the way that the subject is taught in elementary school. Add to that the fact that I'm cutting up animals, having to memorize vast amounts of barely pronounceable vocabulary words and using chemicals that will melt contact lenses and the seeds of doom have been planted.
Now the moon has a thin cloud over it, so it looks really hazy. Seriously, can this get any better?!
...then there's that possibility that the strangeness in this night is actually an omen of what's to come in this class. Melted contacts and failure. But we won't think any more of that right now.
Advice for gays: Maybe, if you grabbed boobs a little less often, people would be less inclined to think it was a phase. Hahaha I kid of course. By all means grab every last boob available. With your soul.

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