I made the mistake of taking physics last year. Every day I would come in, look at the hieroglyphics on the board, and leave very discouraged. In class with me was a bubbly blonde girl who wore pink every day that she showed up, which was not often. Considering the trouble I was having, I could only imagine how badly she was doing. One day, we ended up in a study group together and she breezed through every question that was thrown at her like it was high school algebra. When I expressed my disbelief, she could only say, “how are you having trouble? This is the easy stuff.” I’ve been trying to incorporate more pink into my wardrobe ever since.