Surprise, surprise.

Perhaps the only subjects in school I am actually fond of learning are Biology and English. Chemistry is “fun” but advanced topics can be a dose of allergen for academic asthmatics; Physics is a breeze when you’re studying the concepts but when it comes to solving, well, you can only hope the solutions don’t require you a minimum of half a page to write.

Contrary to my list of irrelevant self-centered rants regarding my sometimes-or-more-specifically-in-the-morning inactive neurons, though, I have to say like Calculus. (My criteria for liking a subject are: 1) it’s interesting and relatable, 2) the teacher is fun, or at least shows she/he is having fun teaching, 3) most importantly, I get good grades there. Typical. This goes to show I’m a snotty kid.)

We had homework about implicit differentiation and I, persisting in my journey to increase my general weighted average, tried answering with as much enthusiasm as I could possibly summon from the depths of my worn-out psyche. As much as I am tempted to post the three idiot items here and have someone post a comment containing all the answers, and offer an irresistible prize, I know better. While I was writing, I smelled something really weird, almost as if that thing was decaying somewhere in my bedroom, which has been uninhabited for almost two months now. I sleep in my parents’ room, and they sleep in the guestroom. You’d rather not wonder why. Anyway, I was packing my clothes for PE when I found an ant-infested lizard clinging onto one of my paper bags (ew, gross, disgusting, freaky, cool, romantic, you name it.) Lo and behold, that was the cause of the stench!

credits to my beloved phone. It's a nice color but the camera...not so much.

The moral of my post today is: NEVER LEAVE A CORNER OF YOUR ROOM UNCLEAN.  If possible, sweep the floor everyday and get rid of dust bunnies. Keep your things organized. You don’t want dead lizards using your room as a display case, trust me. My experience was traumatic enough.