Dear kidney, I love you.

The following words were uttered from my mouth this past Thursday:

"I hate this so much it makes me miss 'renal'."

Yes, neuroscience, neuroanatomy, neuropilates, all that neuro- junk has officially crawled itself to the top of the Super Aggro Crag that is my 'Most Hated' list. Maybe that's because I've spent the past 3 days straight cramming for an exam I spent the previous week and a half being a piece of crap preparing for. But I'd rather pawn off my irresponsibility on the subject matter. I was at Macaroni Grill last night and all I could think to draw on my paper tablecloth with my Roasted Pepper Red crayon was a f#@cking diagram of the cerebral cortex (complete with labels!). I am so much better then that.

Exam tomorrow. I will feel so much better when I purge myself of this information all over that scantron sheet.

Until then, I defer to Bobby Boucher.
Mama says that alligators are ornery 'cause they got all them teeth but no toothbrush.
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Somethin's wrong with his medulla oblongata.