So as it turns out, i might not be all that good at Biology. hahaha... no i'm just kidding, i just feel like that girl that wasn't really invited to the party but she just kind of showed up by accident because her brother is throwing the party. you know, the awkward girl in the old man glasses with the christmas sweater? it's totally ok to express yourself as an art major, but it's a lot harder to make jokes when you're talking about genotypes and genetic markers. for instance, today in class i made a joke about the genotypes not being in order on the chromatid and how inconvenient that was, and then i thought "hey! i mean it's too bad you can't have 2 a's and 2 b's cus then you'd have ABBA, and then it's a party".
and then i felt the heat... the heat of humiliation... the uncomfortable heat that overwhelms you after you speak without thinking... in a lecture hall... filled with kids younger and more jersey than i will ever be.. kids with their fingers on the pulse of the mainstream... kids who actually understand what pwned means.
i'm going to pwn these patterns!!!
...psssh modern jargon...
i have to watch dexter and study for bio now.
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