Think Ahead for the 80's

Trying to make up for not touching this blog for about two months. Oops.

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Why I Dislike Math

Math is okay.  It's very useful, and it's saved lives, made technology, ect.
I'm all right at it, I suppose.  Not the best, but I'm not bad, either.
But I just can't stand it when teachers and textbook writers try to make it "fun".
Allow me to demonstrate with my geometry textbook's chapter names:

"It All Adds Up"
"Graph of Steel"
"What's Your Angle?"
"Off on a Tangent"
"Isn't That Spatial?"
"Exterior Experiences"



There are more, but I'm afraid of loosing the few blog views I have.
Now, please excuse me while I find the hypotenuse of triangles CAT and DOG.

What Should I Post?

If you stumble onto my blog, hi and thanks for visiting!
Please leave a comment about what I should post here.  Maybe I should make something to post here?  A tutorial?

Kitten Pictures

Some adorable cat backgrounds.

Stapler

A few days ago I managed to staple my thumbs together.
One or two of my friends had also stapled themselves at one point or another, and I was baffled as to how on earth it was possible.

Well, now I've figured it out.
... The hard way :(

Adorable

LOOK HERE.

Here's What Sucks About High School

I'm a freshman.
I believe I've made an important discovery: why high school destroys some students.

It always starts off the same in each class:

"Haaaiii, I'm Mrs. So-And-So and I'm your teacher!!!1! WE'RE GOING TO HAVE SO MUCH FUN <3"

I don't know why I expected anything different.

So then you're forced to speak to other people and fill in a "get to know you class even though you already know them since you've been stuck with them for the past 9 years" sheet in each class.

A few days later, you're told to draw yourself/colour something/make a "PRETTY" map of the room.

You realize at this point that you can't draw, and you turn in a pathetic piece of crap to each teacher.

So then you get some math sheets, some notes to write, etc. etc. until the real work starts.

By which I mean the big joke teachers love to play on students.

Group projects.

And by group projects, I don't mean the ones you work on for a period in class and then turn it in at the end.

This is one of those projects where you actually have to meet people outside of school.

And work on it.

And so of course the teacher won't let us make our own groups so I could, say, have a friend who lives near me come over some time so we can get the work done on time, and WELL.

Did I mention I had two?

Yep. There you go.

First world problems.

How to Tell Someone

That they're an asshole.

What a fantastic essay...  I feel so inspired ^_^

http://wisesloth.wordpress.com/tag/how-to-tell-someone-theyre-an-asshole/

Sup

Okay so yeah like I said on Define Internet

I'll actually post here.

I posted this whole long epic thing earlier, but I'm on the mobile app and I accidentally deleted it. -__- yaaayyy.

So I'll be brief.  I'm just going to post whatever catches my eye, and the occasional rant or two. I will try to post daily, though I doubt it will be easy at first. 

Anyways, if you see this, you get a digital cookie, yaaayyy thanks. Maybe leave a comment or something, I dunno. 

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