The Physics of Eggos

After spending more than 7 hours in the library yesterday, I think I got a better look at what I'm in for in the next 4 years of my life. For more than 2 of those hours I was preoccupied with one of my least favorite subjects: Physics. I'm pretty sure my high school teacher cursed me for the rest of my life with the subject. I read and read but just couldn't seem to grasp what the book was trying to tell me. Then I spend 45 minutes on one single problem that I could not understand if my life depended on it. In frustration I packed up my things and began the cold lonely walk home. I called my Brianiac sister who seems to know everything and would hopefully know what I should do. What I found out next made me feel like the dumbest person on the planet. The problem itself was as simple as inserting a value. I had just drawn it out into the complex function that I thought it was supposed to be. I realized that most of our problems in life are this way. If we just stepped back and looked at them from another point of view, we'd see how simple they really are. I hope I'll be able to learn this soon enough, because I'm not looking foreword to spending that much time in the library.


I also had an Eggo Waffle for the first time this week. Who knew you needed to toast them instead of sticking them in the Microwave? I sure didn't. It was soggy, not much for a breakfast of Champions.