The Yellow Wallpaper

So I spent the last hour or so trying to figure out which wallpaper would be the best.

I decided on the current theme because it reminded me of the story, "The Yellow Wallpaper." If you haven't read it, you're not missing anything. Here's a secret: I haven't read it either. I just know the woman goes crazy in the end because of her controlling physician husband, locking herself in a room and refusing to ever come out. I feel it aptly mirrors my current state of mind as a re-applicant, though Gilman's intention was to bring to the forefront the narrow and biased view of psychological disorders in that era.

As I progress through the admissions cycle and yet another gap year, I will chronicle evidence of my B-sian-ness. Even an average (maybe this should read subpar) scientist such as myself recognizes that every hypothesis must be validated by observation.

Evidence 1: Spent one hour looking for appropriate wallpaper.
Evidence 2: I had an Anatomy exam today, and only studied for 4 of the 5 chapters because I didn't know the last chapter was also included. Suffice to say, my platysma muscle was contracted throughout the ordeal and I had bouts of tachycardia.
Evidence 3: I didn't know the last chapter was on the exam because I didn't attend the class before the exam, where the professor went over said chapter.
Evidence 4: I didn't attend the Anatomy class because I was studying for a Genetics exam the same day. In retrospect, the pattern of procrastination was self-evident and failure imminent.
Evidence 5: I have dark circles. Actually, this is just a sign of me being (A/B)sian, but I included this factoid to ease you into the constant self pity that will rear its head from time to time regarding this issue.