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The super genius that is Candice has informed me that the horror film Ju-on, which I once worshipped as a great emblem of lifehappiness (one word), is actually regurgitated horse defecation. In a ridiculously large walnut shell, I’m quite disappointed.

My MATH 221 prof is European. Aged twenty-five to thirty years for maximum Zoolander model potential, the man ships with tight white T-shirts, slim-fit corduroys, a silver ear ring worn proudly portside, and a lovely French accent that proves distracting at the most inopportune times. Amazing that someone of such a fashionable nature could ever make it into a career teaching Linear Algebra & Differential Equations. To introduce the course topics, he demonstrated one way the ‘magic’ of linear algebra can model the growth of a certain population; say… rabbits in a forest. I hope this comes as a moment of pride for all those who knew of a Paul Forrester in high school.