Public high school science was trying on my soul and other things this year. I got rashes from it, and my eyes became bloodshot as I stared daily at the clock which seemed to move not at all. Second hand clicked backwards, it was so slow.

Clocks and watches don't move that slowly naturally. Cause of phenomenon in the lab room? Negative energy emanating from the physics equations.

With such utter boredom, I think I felt justified in my habit of incessant whining.

My science classes weren't all bad though. In biology, one day, I learned important facts about our primate brethren that I think are important to share with you today.

And I didn't take psychology, but I've got my own psyche pinned, enough to be capable of offering you this handy legend to my emotions.

But in the end, to think of the time I wasted brings a tear of regret to my dry eyes...