I just hope and pray that whatever physics god may be out there will here these last few simple requests:
1. May the downward force of all of my dorm supplies be much less than the maximum possible opposing force of that ratty box I dug out of my garage.
2. Also, when all that crap does come falling out of the bottom of the box, please make sure I'm not halfway up the stairs in front of a group of upperclassmen.
3. And if both of those things do end up happening, please oh please make sure the friction provided by that shirt that got under my feet from the box is enough to keep my feet static on the step.
4. And lastly, please keep any torque on my UCL below 70 ft-lbs - that would be great.
But for real, I am so excited to see what the rest of this year of physics has in store for me and for the adventures that are bound to follow.