Random, but can I start off by saying I'd really like to know what drugs scientists were on when they came up with cellular metabolism. Really, who thought of this stuff? If you don't know what I'm talking about, pick up a biochem text book and try to get through a chapter on all the different carbohydrate pathways. I feel like I've learned them all a billion times, but they'll never stick.
Sorry, I'm really behind in biochem and the studying might be getting to me.
Today I studied, went to class, got my eyes checked, and met with my micro professor. I always like to meet with my professors to go over exams if I've gotten anything short of an A. It shows that you care and are willing to work to improve. That initiative kicks me into gear for the next exam.
The eye Dr. basically told me I'm crazy...explaining the only reason I have problems with my vision is because of computers and iPhones. Before writing my low prescription he shouted, "MY PRESCRIPTION IS TO SMASH YOUR IPHONE WITH A HAMMER". Aggressive. He did compliment my flannel...I stopped myself from explaining that it was a men's large which I had purchased at Walmart. Which, while I was doing so, someone snapped a pic of me. I'm not sure what I was doing that was noteworthy but if my picture surfaces on PeopleofWalmart.com, be sure to inform me.
Anyways, I ordered my glasses and am ecstatic. I've only wanted them my whole life. I know, I'm crazy, and that's why my "vision problem" is basically all in my head. Selfies in my over-priced frames soon to follow.
I was digging this flannel today because of the weather. I fell in love with it while shopping for toilet paper at Walmart about a month ago...
When it comes to flannels, my policy is the bigger, the better (hence the men's large). I contrast the overly baggy look with some jewelry and a bold lip and hope that I don't look as comfy as I feel.
Sorry, I'm really behind in biochem and the studying might be getting to me.
Today I studied, went to class, got my eyes checked, and met with my micro professor. I always like to meet with my professors to go over exams if I've gotten anything short of an A. It shows that you care and are willing to work to improve. That initiative kicks me into gear for the next exam.
The eye Dr. basically told me I'm crazy...explaining the only reason I have problems with my vision is because of computers and iPhones. Before writing my low prescription he shouted, "MY PRESCRIPTION IS TO SMASH YOUR IPHONE WITH A HAMMER". Aggressive. He did compliment my flannel...I stopped myself from explaining that it was a men's large which I had purchased at Walmart. Which, while I was doing so, someone snapped a pic of me. I'm not sure what I was doing that was noteworthy but if my picture surfaces on PeopleofWalmart.com, be sure to inform me.
Anyways, I ordered my glasses and am ecstatic. I've only wanted them my whole life. I know, I'm crazy, and that's why my "vision problem" is basically all in my head. Selfies in my over-priced frames soon to follow.
I was digging this flannel today because of the weather. I fell in love with it while shopping for toilet paper at Walmart about a month ago...
When it comes to flannels, my policy is the bigger, the better (hence the men's large). I contrast the overly baggy look with some jewelry and a bold lip and hope that I don't look as comfy as I feel.