Gosh my desk is a plethora of items.
“I know it is a big clutter but I know where everything is!”
- Big scientific calculator that I forgot what the top buttons are for
- A very good quality computer camera (only did the skype thing twice)
- Last but not least is a stuffed monkey with a t-shirt says I heart my geek
OH no I am a cheater when it comes to my straight up math skills or how I used to calculate findings while studying 5 years of Biology labs (why oh why on the metric system America of the United States). The honest truth here:
I didn’t pass the math test for college and they made me take my entire high school chunk in one quarter. Weep weep. I skipped other classes for my Advanced Placement scores but that damn math, mostly geometry and algebra shiznit.
God I LOVE to talk but only to certain people at certain times. I did genes for high maintenance behavior on the neck up which can sometimes stops my mood for a real chat exchange. I prefer to write or to giggle my butt off with my girlfriends or my sis in the whole face to face thang.
It’s just a label that my man is a computer nerd and I find intelligence to be a significant trait in him. He is also a bit shy and an introvert. Almost nine years and he hasn’t changed a bit. He studied like some impossible bachelor and master degrees in Physics. Now chu chu is almost done with an AA degree in Computer Science-Network Security and working at a help desk IT man on the weekends.
“I am not afraid to admit things that are true in my brain. Responding to my love or hate subjects is up to you”.