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Originally Posted by fuzebox
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Yep, we had lots of laughs, those were good times.
Some friends and I still laugh about this 8am Genetics class we took our Senior year (this was a requirement for a Minor in Genetics I got with my first BS in Zoology). So, we were going out drinking nearly every night at this point, and frequently going to a neighboring school a half hour away - sometimes (often) crashing with this girl we knew who went there. So, we would wake up, jump in whoever's car, and race back to town making it to class just in time. We'd sit down, and no sooner had we sat down then the people around us would get up and find another place to sit. No doubt we were a bit fragrant: No showers, no change of clothes, with the smell of booze, sweat, and cigarette smoke just rolling off of us.
Good times.
I really liked Genetics, and for awhile considered pursuing a PhD.
Ultimately I did get a Masters, but in an unrelated discipline.