Personal Narrative: Biological Macromolecules

So how you feeling about last night,” I asked as we sat at a table. “It was cool,” she said as she bit into her sausage, egg, and cheese biscuit. “That’s it,” I said in an unsatisfying tone. “What else do you want me to say?” “Tell me your thoughts, anything.” “I mean it wasn’t as bad as I thought it was gonna be. I can see myself doing it for a while.” After she said that I laughed a little. “What’s so funny,” she asked. “You ain’t been exposed yet. The only reason it went smooth is because it was a Tuesday night. It doesn’t always go down like that. Just wait and see.”

Biology has never been my strongest subject. Learning about molecular structures of biological macromolecules will never interest me. As I try to get through the professor’s dreadful PowerPoint, I glanced back at Meka who was snoring like a bear. I shook her arm until she woke up. I gave her a look and then motioned her to wipe the drool from the side of her face. Luckily for me biology is my only class this semester, so I’m able to go home afterwards. …show more content…
Ever since I got put on academic probation two months ago, I’ve been trying to step my game up. Since I made a few stacks over the past few days, I’m not going in tonight. A couple of hours have passed by and my brain was fried. As I lay on the couch watching Grey’s Anatomy, my cell phone rings. I quickly answered when I saw it was