Contacts are evil bitches designed by Satan to put your eyes through hell. So eff you contacts, I'll keep my emo-ish glasses.
We had worm dissection in bio today. That was sufficiently gross, not looking forward to cutting up pig hearts and rats later. At leas we can't have (and by have I mean afford) fetal pigs.
I had some Sun-Chips. I really like
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