Today was especially chilly. Nippy, even. What is it with this weather, S.C.? Yesterday was glorious. It was just warm enough so you could wear short sleeves and feel great. Today is our punishment for an early sunny day, I suppose.
I am forever misplacing things. I think the only thing I haven't lost is my fervor for life. As soon as I put things down (whether it be keys, wallet, a cucumber), I instantly forget where I put them. I'm convinced that my key card (the card that gets me into every building on campus and purchases my meals) is possessed by satan. That is the only explanation! I put it down for one second, and it's gone! SAYONARA! Either it has demonic powers, or my roommate is hiding it and silently laughs while I frantically search for the little buggard.
I lost the card yesterday, but it is more likely that it walked off and decided to go on vacation or something. Luckily, I hadn't misplaced my spare yet, so I grabbed it out of my giraffe coffee cup, and headed to campus police to reactive the card.
Back to my previous statement, it was freezing today. My sweatshirt wasn't cutting it, so on the way back, I took refuge in the biology building to warm up for a bit.
That was only the second time I had ever been in that building. The first being when I toured the school initially. I avoid it like the plague.
Why? Well, I'll tell you.
Science and I haven't exactly had the best relationship.
I don't understand it, it's too mysterious, and sometimes it forgets to call me back. It's feeling positive, it's feeling negative, and sometimes just neutral. It is a roller coaster of emotions and I'm not ready for that kind of commitment. Sometimes, I think it's chemically imbalanced.
We had an on again off again relationship all throughout high school. It would always try and woo me with it's unique elements and neat-o microscopes, but the math of the relationship always drew me away. I got out of barely alive, but I get stronger everyday. The relationship was poisoning me with its uranium and lead. Thank God for safety googles when you are caught in a bad romance.
I respect those who know how to handle Science. It's a hard job, but somebody has to do it.
And I can't put my heart through that again.
But I'm warning you now, if it mentions bunsen burners, RUN.
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