Well we’ve made it another year; tomorrow is Super Bowl Sunday, the sunday where everyone laments that the following monday is not a holiday and the day where many large, burly men run into each other until they’re too concussed to know which way is up. But it’s also the time of the year for America to rely on some odd animals to pick the results of the super bowl, and I must say, they all seem to be leaning in the same direction.
As my study abroad plans to spend a semester in Costa Rica fell through I had to begin looking for an apartment back in Dallas. I was not thrilled because, as much as SMU has done for me, for a while it wasn’t my favorite place. I probably shouldn’t have chosen a school known for business and not at all for science, but at the time I was desperate to get away from Florida for a little while. But my plans of transferring were not looking bright and I was hoping to find a ray of sunshine to make my stay in Dallas more appealing. Enter, the Dallas Zoo.
