Today was not a good day in general.
I have been addicted to coffee since the recent finals and I have been deprived of it due to Mother not wanting me to get overly addicted to coffee. Whatever she says, ten cups a day is not bad for you.
I have informed her that my case is past hope by now. For Christ's sake, I'm a junior in High School. Coffee to me is like ambrosia and nectar to the Greek gods!
But you have to give kudos to Mother for hoping.
I have been addicted to coffee since the recent finals and I have been deprived of it due to Mother not wanting me to get overly addicted to coffee. Whatever she says, ten cups a day is not bad for you.
I have informed her that my case is past hope by now. For Christ's sake, I'm a junior in High School. Coffee to me is like ambrosia and nectar to the Greek gods!
But you have to give kudos to Mother for hoping.
^What can I say?
Many great minds appreciated coffee, and drank it with vigor and an excess of sugar. (Rhyme somewhat intended.)
But onward to another topic.
I have a math quiz.
Tomorrow.
Now, for the average student who is average at math or better, math is no difficult problem to face. (Sorry that one wasn't intended either.)
But if you know me, and even if you don't know me, you should know that I am absolutely HORRID at math.
My worst subject.
There are some parts I do have down pat - like addition, multiplication, and the order of operations.
The rest of it - some yes and some not so much.
My fatal flaw is that sometimes I rush through the problems far too quickly, and I make hopelessly stupid mistakes such as forgetting the damn negative and such.
I'm surprised I actually get a B in the class. It's shocking.
But the worst part of all is:
The quiz is going to be ONLINE.
From now and forever Amen, the teacher said.
And also, THERE WILL BE SHORT ANSWER QUESTIONS. ONLINE. AND MY iPAD CANNOT TYPE OUT EXPONENTS.
The stars of fate have spelled out my impending doom in a function of algebraic equations right in front of my face.
Take a third year of required math, they said.
It'll be fun, they said.
They lied.
Many great minds appreciated coffee, and drank it with vigor and an excess of sugar. (Rhyme somewhat intended.)
But onward to another topic.
I have a math quiz.
Tomorrow.
Now, for the average student who is average at math or better, math is no difficult problem to face. (Sorry that one wasn't intended either.)
But if you know me, and even if you don't know me, you should know that I am absolutely HORRID at math.
My worst subject.
There are some parts I do have down pat - like addition, multiplication, and the order of operations.
The rest of it - some yes and some not so much.
My fatal flaw is that sometimes I rush through the problems far too quickly, and I make hopelessly stupid mistakes such as forgetting the damn negative and such.
I'm surprised I actually get a B in the class. It's shocking.
But the worst part of all is:
The quiz is going to be ONLINE.
From now and forever Amen, the teacher said.
And also, THERE WILL BE SHORT ANSWER QUESTIONS. ONLINE. AND MY iPAD CANNOT TYPE OUT EXPONENTS.
The stars of fate have spelled out my impending doom in a function of algebraic equations right in front of my face.
Take a third year of required math, they said.
It'll be fun, they said.
They lied.