I hate math.
I may quite possibly fail math this semester and be grounded until I'm 35.
I HAVE NEVER FAILED MATH BEFORE.
Our teacher is a psycho, and I'm seriously not even kidding. He gave us one hour to do a 2 hour test, and gave us shit we haven't even SEEN let alone reviewed on the unit test. WTF WTF WTF.
Out of every question he took up on the board, I got maybe one right?
It's not that it was hard, but it was the fact that I had a whole 2 minutes to spend on each question.
UGH.
I should have taken workplace math and learned how to balance my sketchbook, because somehow, I think, that would come more in handy than ever having to announce to a grocery store clerk that 'x' is an element of real numbers such that can not equal 2, 0 and -1/4.
Amy's birthday is next week and I seriously need to get a move on that card.
I also have some posters/flyers to do for TKD, and also no printer >_>;
*sigh*
Life is dull and repetitive.
(finally)
Peace,
~Lenny
