The Bill Y college years were interesting years for these were the years I first invested all of my time, trying to understand how magnets work. There are those among us who spend their life inexplicably trying to understand the existence of a higher being. My higher being happens to be magnets. I’m often asked why I know so little and it’s not really a fair question. I may know little about how to make a sandwich or how water freezes but I do know that I can get a sandwich at Subway and that cold showers are not fun. I’ll never forget the time my research paper was graded because I have this note to remind me of that eventful day:
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It might be oversensitive me, but this was just a tad harsh! 🙂
The last line is perfect. This must be a hard age foe teachers.
I know a teacher who doesn’t like that I refer to myself in the third person so much. I told her that Bill Y couldn’t give a damn what she thinks! More on this later.
If you think it’s a tad harsh Don Don’s, then a tad harsh it is! End of 🙂