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I don't think I have what it takes to get a Biology minor. Rather, I don't want to turn into a Biology type person. Not at this school.
You see, almost every Biology "professional" (grad student, professor) I've met is just like DNA--wound up so tight that you don't know exactly how they replicate. They look like they're going to snap and go on some crazy shooting rampage at any moment. They're frowny, and look pretty generally unhappy. I don't know if it's because they're constantly processing information, or if their heads hurt. They're also pretty anal and nearly obsessive/compulsive. I don't know how many times I've turned in a lab report where I tried my best to follow the given "guidelines" and been completely shafted anyways. They take at least 10-15 hours to write around 13-16 pages. And how am I supposed to know what kind of graph looked best with this information? Huh? Are Biology people always reading other people's minds? I'm a geologist! I can't do that! So Genetics and Microbiology will officially be my last two biology classes. Unless there's something really interesting next semester. I just hope I don't get all frowny.
Oh man. I am so going to revolt. Dr. Tobin (yay!!) is teaching a class that I took last year with a die hard butt head. And I passed it, enough to scrape a C, so that I can't retake it and get a better grade. Crazy geophysicists.

Things to do...

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