I’ve decided that Chemistry is my favorite class. I’ve always been more math than science, but I have a good reason for my newfound love of Chemistry. A few good reasons…
Reason #1: Chem is at 11 am. So I’m actually awake for it.
Reason #2: Professor Doctor Strange is awesome. Of course that’s not his real name. He’s really Dr. Davis… but he has a sexy accent and totally reminds me of Doctor Strange. So I’ve christened him thusly.
Reason #3: I was a few minutes late to the first class (yeah… I suck) so I didn’t get a lab partner. Stupid odd number of students in the class. Dr. Strange said he’d have to be my partner. I was totally fine with that… although I should not be having impure thoughts about my professor. But I’m not going to stop. Fuck… I hope I pass the class! Failing would be embarrassing. Especially with my professor partner.
Reason #4: I lost sexy-accent-professor as my lab partner. That’s not the good part of this reason. This is: We have an even number of students in the class now. Someone transferred in. So I got him for my partner.
Mr. Hottie. Mr. Hottie!!!
I need to chill the fuck out.
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