My name, as you can see, is Chris Center. I am new the web-page process, so please be patient. I attendSt. Olaf College in Northfield, MN. Here, I have pursued various majors in a lengthy college career. I started off with a major HERE. My High School Physics teacher shot down a monkey out of the sky with a blow dart. I felt bad for the monkey. I like monkeys and wanted to use the tool of physics to help rather than harm our fellow mammals. But when I got to St. Olaf, I discovered that their physics department had no monkeys so I changed majors.
I considered majoring here. But there was a conflict and I became mad with the department. There was this one monkey and they stole all of his clothes.
Anyway, I really wanted to major here. I was and still am sure that this is where the monkey went. I even added a concentration here in order to truly understand the monkey. Unfortunately there was a discrepency with certain personal. They said that this wasn't a major. Worse yet, they said that there was no monkey at St. Olaf. Could they not see the monkey!!
I was a bit disapointed, yet I was determined. I thought that I was at least close to the monkey and might find him by being a major Here.. I DID I DID FIND A MONKEY HERE!! But it was the wrong monkey. I was heartbroken. But I didn't give up. Using a little logical reasoning in a major here I discovered that that the monkey had moved out of state. My calculations located him here.
My calculations were accurate. There was a monkey here. Feeling a bit confident in my methodology, I attempted to calculate the whereabouts of other monkeys here Unfortunately fibbinachi sequencing led to the realization that my monkey was going back HERE.
Through all of this my monkey was getting older and as all adolescents do, started listening to this. My monkey started acting in ways I had never seen him act before. To understand my monkey I added a major here. But I couldn't communicate with my monkey so we moved here for a change. It didn't help so we left the city. In a final and desperate attempt I added a major here where I got my degree and realized that even if Dean Buntrock burns down the San Diago Zoo, the spirit of the monkey is now running free.
