I'm in the campus library again.
I find spending my lunch break surrounded by books is so much more fullfilling than mulling over over-priced, mediocore cafeteria food, with people I see far too much of anyway.
I'm done with adult protocol practicals.
What? Is that a light at the end of the tunnel? or is that just my aneurysm.
(Fact: one in fifteen people in the united states will develop a brain aneurysm. Most commonly detected between the ages of 35 to 60 with a ratio women vs men at 3:2)