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What the Heck Did I Sign Up For?
It's true - science majors are eccentric oddballs. And I'm now in a school full of them. What the heck did I sign up for?
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Currently writing an evaluative essay.
On Rickrolling.
Using evaluative measures one would evaluate a national language with....... to evaluate the practice of Rickrolling.
I’m either galaxy brain or that chem exam that tortured me today has changed me.
LOL WHAT HAVE I DONE XD
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My lab group was introducing ourselves to each other.
Person A: “Hi, I’m Julia”
Person B: “I’m Jules”
Person C: “I’m Julie”
Everyone started to freak out, because what are the chances, right? Curious if we’d get 4/4, we asked Person D, “And what’s your name?”
Looking resentful, Person D said, “And I’m......................................................................................... Charlotte.”
Charlotte was disappointed for a second, but then a grin took over her face. “Well, you guys can just call me Jarlotte,” she joked.
But then it dawned on her. She’d just nicknamed herself.
It was forever now, that’s the Official Nickname Code TM.
“Wait... you guys can’t call me that in public!!!!!!!!!!!”
So naturally, I’m more than willing to scream “HEY JARLOTTE” and the top of my lunges any time I see her.
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Shout-out to my Calculus professor, who has his students tell him his computer passwords/login every morning, because he can’t remember himself, but he also can’t answer his security question:
“It says I must answer a security question. Let’s see... ‘What is your best friend’s name?’ OH NO! But I have too many best friends, which one do I put? We’re in trouble, we’re in trouble...!”
So every morning, we recite his password back to him so he doesn’t have to pick a best friend. LOL
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"But if I get less than a 92%, I've basically failed the exam!"
- My stressed-out lab partner
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Greatest One-Hit Wonders, Coming Straight to You from My Lab
The greatest musical hits of Bacteriophage Lab, now only $9.99, brought to you by my eccentric, socially-awkward nerd peers!!!
Featuring popular titles, such as:
“I like big ORFS and I cannot lie”
“We don’t talk about functions (no, no, no)”
“Tiptoe through the genome”
If you call now, we’ll throw in an uncomfortably awkward thumbs up for FREE!!! That’s right, for FREE!!!!
Just call 123-456-myschoolisfullofnerds. Call now today.
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Can’t stop thinking about that time in lab where my group (sleep drunk and probably not in our right minds after a chem exam and an intense 3+ hour lab session) stood around in a circle going off about how perfect the ice we were using for our experiment was.
We took turns grabbing handfuls from the ice shavings bucket that held our DNA samples and let it melt in our hands. It was like snowcone ice, but just a little bigger, and the perfect texture, and so cold - chef’s kiss, five stars, 10/10, would recommend to a friend.
Professor came in - thought she’d be annoyed. Instead, she just grabbed a handful of ice, joined us in our weird ice-cult circle, and said, “This is some nice ice, isn’t it?”
Long story short, sleep-deprived nerds are even weirder than regular nerds.
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I would be lying if I said I didn’t get waaaay too excited when I noticed my college had a playground next to it.
TOTALLY didn’t spend my first day of school at the playground like a five year old, that would be CRAZY * wink wink *
I don’t think I’ve ever received more judgmental looks from five-year-olds before in my life. XD
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There’s a dude in my class who looks exactly like Henry Danger.
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My teacher described the insanely odd mating rituals of animals as “that moment when you meet up with that one weird friend,” and then didn’t elaborate further.
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So I’d just gotten out of Calculus Class, and naturally I needed sushi and a Fanta STAT or there’d be no chance of resuscitating me.
So I booked it to through the rain across campus to the cafeteria, rummaged through my bag, and yanked out my trusty-
And yanked out my-
Where the heck is my ID?!?!?
My ID was nowhere to be found (which I’m pretending was a surprise, but if you’d seen my backpack, you’d know better), so I stood in the rain mourning my sushi like a bad breakup scene from a movie.
Desperate to get that sushi before I flatlined from withdraw, I called out to some kid across the campus and asked him to unlock the door for me.
Problem was, he didn’t have his ID either.
He turned around and started to walk away, so I thought he was leaving. But no.
THE DUDE SLAMMED INTO THE GLASS WALLS OF THE CAFETERIA and started making complicated hand signals like a secret code (by secret, I mean secret to literally EVERYONE but him) at the guy on the other side of the glass, who he didn’t know.
The other guy was startled, but after a painful-to-watch game of charades, he got the message and finally went to unlock the door, per Charades Guy’s request.
That was right at the exact same moment someone else opened it for me.
Charades Guy tried to stop the other dude, shouting, “WAITWAITWAIT NOOO!” But it was too late.
The other guy was going to get there and find the door already opened after Charade Guy pranced around outside in the bushes for five minutes trying to convince him to open it, which apparently Charades Guy found embarrassing, because he turned to me in a panic.
“I’m just going to book it!” Charades Guy screamed, and he just ran across campus so fast he was gone before the other guy got to the door.
Upon realizing what happened, the other guy just said, with a it’s-too-early-for-this expression, “Well, that just happened...” and reluctantly went back into the cafeteria.
This is the weirdest sushi I will ever eat, dude.
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