I don't know if it's just me, but aren't these boxes too hard to open? I can never open them gracefully and the same thing happens every time: mutilated plastic and random blood on my hands. I usually spend the first five minutes trying to find an opening. Then I realize that there isn't an opening, so I bust out my keys and start stabbing the plastic like a mad woman. Somewhere during this process I manage to cut my hand open. You guys probably think I have a mental disorder.
Anyway, I needed to buy a presentation remote for the stupid final project in my stupid food biochemistry class. I wouldn't have minded much if it were an individual presentation, but having to deal with these people that don't want to get anything done until the last minute is stressing me out. Why should my grade be based upon idiots that don't care if they fail? Blah frustrating.
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