I don’t know why, but I always have the tendency to laugh in the most unfortunate circumstances. It’s always these moments in which everything in the world seems laughable. It’s also the most torturous. However, during the times when I do want to laugh to the point where I can’t breathe and clutch my belly to try and control myself, I can’t. Still, it’s moments like this that I’m grateful for in my life. Even if I’m holding in my laughter in front of my professor laughing over a joke about the smell of ham, that’s not funny, but only is because your friend is laughing. It’s still endearing, you know, growing up.