The Last Semester: Saiyan L vs Brain

Internet, my face is telling me not to go to school. Yes, you read that right, my face. Overnight, giant welts of acne like the dark red spot on the surface of Jupiter have erupted onto my face like they are terrorists or something. Face terrorists that demand that I do not go to school because sleeping is a most wondrous activity. But let it be known that Saiyan L does not give in to the demands of terrorists. I indeed went to class and almost immediately felt like an uneducated prat during Developmental Biology where my brilliant answer to the question "Devise an experiment to test if a terminally differentiated cell is toti-potent" was HUH. My brain of course, being a very clever bastard decided that that moment was the best time to tell me the answer in interpretive dance. I was a very unhappy camper.