For the first time since like year started, I actually think I more or less understood and enjoyed chem lesson. Maybe it's the change of a teacher that affected the atmosphere so much - no matter what kitty says, a teacher who pauses the class for us to slack and for him to buy coffee owns cheeekeong.

But chemical bonding was pure fun, drawing the lewis diagrams and converting them to dot-and-cross and vice versa. To use an analogy that I'd never touch with a ten-foot pole under ordinary circumstances, it's like an ionic reaction - once the catalyst gave sufficient energy levels for the first bond to be formed, the energy given out by the bond formation was enough to sustain the reaction to completion.

And much as I completely and utterly despise the maudlin, walking into the world of chem without feeling the burden of ignorance upon me feels so much like completion. And despite all prior claims that I would never, ever miss science, there's a part of me that sustained me through the past four years of the abject horror that is mol(e) and enzymes and, I shudder, static.

I think, much as I'll completely and utterly refute it tomorrow, I miss chem and bio. Especially bio now, since I'm completely cut-off from it.

Enough of waxing sentimental shit. BEL I LIKE THE TURTLE. It has a place of honour on my shelf. Which would sound much better had my shelf not been cluttered with a gazillion other objects ranging from school badges to photos. But I assure you, it has been placed in a decidedly prominent place. <3

And my stamina has just about died. Not that it was alive and thriving before, mind, but it seems to have descended from its previous deplorable state to an even more deplorable state. Upon deep contemplation involving a lot of fries and no brain work, I have decided that this is due to a lack of chasing melmel around the classroom, or, to be brutally honest, the other way round, which happens much more often.

And I saw two babies today! They were like twins, or I assumed they were, as they were with three ladies and only one showed signs of a recent pregnancy and the babies were like cute little puddles of fat so she can't have been that health concious while carrying them, and they were of the same age. So twins. And they had the largest, blackest eyes I've ever seen and their cheeks were so powdery-soft and their cheeks just rested on their aunts' shoulders like it was going to melt off them and it's sooo adorable I just felt like pinching their cheeks.

Er.

Until they raised those adorable cheeks from their aunt's shoulder and revealed a catastrophic pool of saliva, that is. I maintain my position that children are cute until they move/open their mouth. That's probably the thin line between an angel and a devil.

And just for the record, perryy owns big mac.

That was random.