It's Amazing what Velocity can do when Human Beings are in Season

Back in the day, 2001 to be exact, I took a class; it was called Bichemistry 200: An Introduction to Biochemistry.

I was excited for this class, I thought it would be exciting, but it just turned out to be a nightmare.

It was taught by Dr. Spyrocopolous, the bane of my existence. A complete Rico-Swave wanna be, with long wavy hair and a non-existent accent. He was horrible. He could barely speak in front of the class, "Ummm, Ummm, Umm proteins are good?"

I would sit in my front row seat and fantasize about spitting on him.

I failed the class.

I tried to get back in, the dean of Biochem wouldn't let me back in, apparently I was not biochem material. His name was Dr. Wolodko and I wanted to laugh in his face and sue his ass off for speaking to me like that. I failed by 2% asshole.

Last year I found a passion for biochemistry when I took Biochemistry 220: An Intro to Biochem.. finally Biochem was how I had imagined it to be.

My heart swelled with joy, I decided to major in Chemistry when I take my Education AfterDegree (this September). I thought "I will take more biochem, and it will be grand!"

Alas, I have enrolled in Biochemistry 310 and 320. All is good.

Today I checked out my online registration.

Professor for Biochem 310: Dr. Wolodko.

Professor for Biochem 320: Dr. Spyrocopolous.

Things happen for a reason.

They happen to piss me off.