Atrocious.

The definition of atrocious: horrifyingly wicked.
Dissecting the rat was absolutely atrocious.


I mean it. Gross.
Well.
I know I won't be a doctor anytime soon. I can still smell the formaldehyde. I've washed my hands a million times...evidently plastic gloves are not proper barriers. Oh gross. I also still feel like puking.
Poor albino rat. I picked him out of the dripping yellow water, and placed him in the pan. His little hand was covering his heart, his other hand was sticking up in the air, and his tongue was sticking out. I am not kidding!
Wholly serious!
Poor little guy.
Miss Sixx and I cut him open, tweezed his intestines, stomach, liver, kidneys, lungs, heart, and brain out.

Oh dear.
I don't want to talk about this anymore.

On the other hand, Athos, Essentially B (whose name I'm thinking of switching to Tin-Tin to be quite honest) and Empress P have been sooo encouraging.
I'm still thinking about this IB stuff....not sure if I want to drop IB French or not....but.....
you guys are great friends....so thanks. :)


In the mean time, I'm going to enjoy this last day of semester 1 by watching a movie....unless someone calls me up and suggests STARBUCKS!! :) I could do with a Starbucks right about now.

Jazzy.