Not Safe For Life

Today was my last class at Molloy. For the entire semester (every.single.lab) we sat there and looked at a box of bones. She never took attendance and didn't care what we did as long as we had a box of bones in front of us and a book opened. If I had an hour to live I would spend it in that class because it takes an eternity.

However, she pulled out some sheep brains and let us cut them up today! The last day! No instructions, just poke, cut, and prod. And poke and prod I did, for ten whole minutes before I got bored and left.

It was all round real educational.

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"So little of what could happen does happen."
-Salvador Dali