Pretty sure I'm going to finish chem with a high B and I feel badly about that

I've been joking with the OSU veteran center's assigned counselor that my positive self worth is directly tied to having only As and I think he's starting to realize I'm not really joking

It took 5 reads to figure out what the hell that sentence meant

I primarily need tools out in fields

He's such an earnest young man, he even found out the brand of mascara, but never got past "I guess I'll just scrub harder, oh no, why is it still there" and waited 3 days until chemistry lab to ask our group of 3 ladies for help.

I haven't giggled that hard in a long time

I tell him, "inclusivity. I don't want her to feel left out."

He's adorable in his embarrassment.

I promise to bring him makeup remover tomorrow.

He's experienced an important lesson.

Maybe he'll learn from it.

(Water doesn't work on waterproof mascara)

TA sighs, says "isopropyl alcohol" and leaves us to our hysteria.

One of our group comes back from getting chemicals, feels left out bc I and the other young lady are visibly losing it.

I inform her of the event.

Young Man, embarrassed, says "why are you telling her??"

I lost it so bad I collapsed on the work bench giggling into my hands. Couldn't help myself. The TA, a man of ~25, suspiciously said "boy says things to girls... girls start giggling?"

Young man makes his plea to the TA for help, goes to show him the writing. He wants nothing to do with seeing it.

I start most fall and winter mornings with a cup of tea. I've got an electric kettle that makes it so easy

I'm not worried about stitches, I just want to avoid her knowing *I* am the one who said anything because I know she's going to whine about me not shutting up. She strikes me as the "snitches get stitches" type. I don't have much patience for that