Formulas and Farts

As I sat at my desk, the sun streamed through my window, casting a warm glow over my textbooks. I was in the zone, fueled by a large coffee and the determination to ace my upcoming college exam. You see, being on the honor roll isn’t just a title; it’s a badge of honor I wear proudly. But today, I wasn’t just studying for myself; I was also thinking about my buddy Mitchell.

Mitchell is a special guy. He’s my best friend and has a heart of gold, but let’s just say he marches to the beat of a different drum. While I was buried in my notes, he was out mastering the swings at the park, dressed in his favorite shirt and, well, a pamper. I couldn’t help but chuckle at the thought. There’s something so pure and joyful about watching him swing back and forth, his laughter echoing through the air.

Suddenly, I was jolted from my study session by a loud fart that could only have come from Mitchell. I looked out the window just in time to see him grinning from ear to ear, completely unfazed. In that moment, I realized how lucky I was to have someone like him in my life. His carefree spirit reminded me not to take everything so seriously.

With a smile on my face, I returned to my notes, but not without a few more giggles thinking about Mitchell’s antics. He might have the mental capacity of a toddler, but he’s got a way of bringing joy into my life that I can’t even begin to describe. As I studied formulas and theories, I kept imagining him on the swings, completely in his element, and it made the stress of exams feel a little lighter.

As the day wore on, I found myself nailing the study material, and by the time evening rolled around, I felt ready to tackle anything thrown my way. I was determined to walk into that exam room with confidence. After all, I was not just studying for an A; I was studying for the memories I’d create with my friends, like Mitchell, who reminded me to embrace the silly moments in life.

So, as I finally closed my textbooks, I made a mental note to swing by the park after my exam. I wanted to celebrate my hard work and, of course, share a few laughs with Mitchell. Because in the end, it’s not just about the grades; it’s about the friendships that make the journey worthwhile. And who knows, maybe I’ll even catch him mid-swing, creating another unforgettable memory we can laugh about for years to come.