As we reach the ends of our college careers some worry about finding their husbands or wives and sadly settle for someone out of fear that they should leaving college no closer to love than when they first arrived.

I find I've become even more selective. Granted I pulled a lousy grade in genetics class this term, coming away with little more knowledge than when I went in but oddly enough its completely changed the way I look at the opposite sex. Dont lower your standards, thats what they say but you know what? Take another look at those standards because they may need changed. I'm coming into a place in my life where I believe I may not want kids, but if I ever do I now have genetic standards that my spouse must possess.

Tall.
Attatched earlobes.
That is all.