She told me today that she was having a hard time in "The Organic Chemisty of Biomolecules." phhht... whatever! She then mentioned she was going to switch majors. I asked to what?
She replied... Philosophy and Liturgical Dance. After I picked my teeth back up off of the floor and started breathing normally again I asked why. It turned out to be over an excel spread sheet assignment. Well... tada... I can still help with homework afterall! I knew I wasn't completely useless! (I may disable the comment section on this post if abused! Govern yourselves accordingly!)
Now as much as I would love to debate Socrates and Voltaire and watch Mich flit about waving multi-coloured scarves, I'm pretty sure Science is her bailiwick, have I mentioned I'm pretty sure she's adopted?
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How far did you get in that one room school house.
hahaha... Hey I went to ummm... 6 different elemetary schools, in two countries! Then high school then uni... so 9 different schools and everyone of them had more than one room!
How many were old bomb shelters?
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