Human Physiology. Yes, BIO 161, for those of you who know what the class is called at UCM.

Why is this class a reason why I smoke? Because it’s fucking ridiculous. The material is intense. We have one dead day to study for the final. The amount of things that we need to know is enormous. You would think, “Hey, I know what the lungs do. They let you breathe.” Yeah, that’s not it. They regulate pH, dissolve clots, and many, many other things, too.

But as I mentioned earlier, the final is fast approaching. Now, as you faithful readers may know, I don’t use this blog to bitch. Oh, no, no. I use it to tell the world why I smoke. Well, this is what I learned in Physio yesterday:


-You can’t explain Star Wars well to kids not born in the Star Wars era.

-You don’t become what you eat. You become about 25% of what you eat.

-When taking pills like Melatonin and other supplements, you don’t take Melatonin; you take the base for Melatonin (like the amino acids).

-Chewing is important.

-For approximately 10 minutes, we talked about steak. How well marbled it is, fat tastes good, Kobe beef is delicious but has consequences, etc.

-If you want flavor, then you can’t have healthy. Rice cakes suck.

-If you put an unsalted saltine cracker (yes, apparently they make them) in your mouth and don’t chew, it will become sweet after about 30-45 minutes. There’s an explanation to this, so if you want it, let me know.


Now, don’t get me wrong, it’s a hard class. But sometimes, you learn more from the book or the internet than if you went to class. The problem with this class is that there are pockets of things that I learn. Yes, I’m an elitist. Yes, I’m intelligent. And yes, I know most of this material. I’m just not challenged enough. Also, I hate biology. God, I hate it so much sometimes. Damn it for be interesting.




*Also to note, this post was more or less forced. It would have been more amusing if Marko (the gentleman mentioned in a previous post) didn’t harp on me to keep updating. The man reads this blog religiously.