a long, long time ago, in a not so far away place (if you're near your mother), you look disgusting.
you look like any other animal. in fact, you can barely look at yourself. and yet this nauseating stage of your life is the most important. more important than marriage or squeezing out your first child.
and thanks to a stupid teacher (she has not yet-and maybe never will-reach the professor stage), i cannot appreciate this stage.
Sunday, August 3, 2008
embryology
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