YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARGH.
yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaarhg
aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaarghhhhhh.


I hate rats. I love cats. Because cats eat rats. I would love to unleash an army of cats out on the animal handling unit and devour all those mother#%^@#@$#!@ rats and bring all projects at CeLS (Centre for the Life Sciences) to a screeching halt and there by allow me to have an honors degree by speculating the degree of nociception (sensory, affective and cognitive) experienced by rats as they were being chewed alive.

Its unfair of me, I know. After all, they're just stupid animals- but apparently not so stupid that they can't be used as models to study human emotion. The rats are not the problem. humans are the problem. Human bosses are the problem. Humans with petty emotions are the problem. Humans, born and raised in this poor excuse for a country, are the problem. Its unfair of me, I know. But I'm feeling kind of crazy right now.

Meanwhile, there's something else on the personal palatte that's also driving me utterly insane. I can't wait for school to start so that I'll stop being the only crazy one around.

Now, I go meditate.