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My lab is so funny. I had fun yesterday. I think there's a huge difference between getting paid for a lab and not getting paid for a lab. Well... I guess it's more of a personal difference. I feel like I have to be more serious whenever I'm in my $ lab. Though at the same time it might be because my supervisor there isn't as chill as my other supervisor, but then again that might be because I'm not getting paid. See where I'm going with this? Money changes people (which is understandable because only $ can furnish my extravagant spending habits and expensive taste in clothing... dang me).

Essentially I've realized maybe I shouldn't give up on humanity yet because I've been proven wrong. There are actually good people left on this world! 쇼크 o_o! Can you blame me for my pessimism? The past three years have been filled with sex-addicts and psychos--and I love it when people try to tell me that they're angelic... I think I'll be the one to determine that after I go on Facebook and see all of those questionable drunkard pictures spawning all over my newsfeed. -_- Anyway, before I went on a tangent what I meant to say is that I've been fortunate lately and that I'm thankful. My faith in humankind has been restored to 50% which may not seem like a lot, but it has increased from the negative percentages (I hope engineers aren't reading this... they're going to tell me that's not possible, but they're my percentages, so leave me alone).

I need to control my mouth. I keep blurting out whatever I'm thinking without thinking. This is going to get me in trouble one of these days. Honesty is not always the best policy.

I was asked the question that I hate the most yesterday. AUGHh. Next time I'm going to say that I'm 12 years old, first year in middle school. Hey... that's actually a good idea. What do you know? My brain cells haven't completely degenerated yet.

I'm so tempted to cut my hair... must... resist... I think I have a hair cutting obsession/disease. :(