Story of a Brown Girl
So upset about Grey’s Anatomy, I had to feed my emotions. So I made Bananas Foster Pancakes. They are so good. The are also filling the void of the Lexie’s death.
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One exam. One exam is what separates me from about a month of laying out on my deck reading a mountain of books that have no educational benefit whatsoever, only to start my summer class in July.
And that exam is chemistry.
I like chemistry, but I get nervous. Especially since there was no test on the most recent hunk of stuff we learned so I have spent these past few weeks incessantly asking my professor how the questions will appear on the exam because I dislike surprises. So I kept studying then said “Ok enough is enough, now it’s time for bed.”
When I finally snuggled into my bed, and closed my eyes I started thinking “Wait which one do you pick when doing a problem involving a limiting reagent?” So I flicked on my light and opened up to my notes, realized which one you pick and then snuggled in again. Then I thought “What are the special cases in the D-block when writing out electron configuration?” Light gets flicked on again.
This has been going on for the past 2 hours.
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i couldn’t resist reblogging this.
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really?!
REALLY?!
Shonda I really liked you. I didn’t like Kepner so I was ok with her getting the boot. But I swear if anyone on that plane dies, I will be very emotionally distraught.

i’m so hungry and all i’m thinking about is how much i really want a country fried steak smothered in gravy.
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