About a week ago, I was sitting in my Anatomy class. The first thing I need to mention is that, for a class about Anatomy, it is one of the hardest classes. I don’t know jack shit about the human body or some stuff like that. But, my teacher was a pretty cool guy. He would usually listen to blaring metal música while we worked on our projects, gave a whole lot of free time, and, on occasions, would play acoustic violão, guitarra to the students. One day, when we were being taught about joints and muscles. Now, this would just be like any ordinary day… if it wasn’t for the fact that our teacher had brought in a garbage bin full of chickens. Now, I had no idea what was going on until our teacher told me that we would be dissecting these chickens right now. I had already gotten used to dissecting back in middle school. But I dissected a frog. And a chicken is much bigger than a frog. So, the teacher handed gave a chicken for each group. And since I never have a partner in this class, I had to dissect my own chicken. So, I started por slicing open the back of the chicken. But for some crazy reason, my teacher thought that this would be a good time to start playing metal music. I mean, seriously man? Are you really going to make me cut open a chicken while listening to music. Well, yes, he was. And not only that, but I had to tear out the chickens spine, since it was in the way, while he was still playing music. So, I tore out the chickens spine, Mortal Kombat style, while my teacher kept playing loud metal that I haven’t heard before. Is he sure this won’t create at least one serial killer or organ harvester? Oh, and goody, he also offered to let us take the organs início with us afterwards. I mean come on man. I just tore out a chickens spine, sliced him in half, and chopped off his limbs. I think taking his organs is taking it too far. So, yeah, if you guys hear about some grisly murder in Oxford, I think I will be able to tell that this killer took Anatomy
Henry: so... what are you working on?
Simon: none of your concern
Henry: can I help?
Simon: why should I let a insecure 19 ano old with no experiences with science help me?
Henry: point taken
Simon: why are you in here?
Henry: I just want to know what you are making!
Simon: a cure for cancer
Henry: how will that help the war?
Simon: not every thing has to be about war... it will help the lives of millions! and some might see the dia this chaos ends...
Henry: ok then... whats the progress?
Simon: dead-fuc*ing-end
Henry: welcome to my world
Simon: none of your concern
Henry: can I help?
Simon: why should I let a insecure 19 ano old with no experiences with science help me?
Henry: point taken
Simon: why are you in here?
Henry: I just want to know what you are making!
Simon: a cure for cancer
Henry: how will that help the war?
Simon: not every thing has to be about war... it will help the lives of millions! and some might see the dia this chaos ends...
Henry: ok then... whats the progress?
Simon: dead-fuc*ing-end
Henry: welcome to my world