Fresh Outlook
This morning I was eating breakfast at one of the dining halls here and trying to absorb all the information in my Pre-Calculus book (some of which I'd never even seen before) to prepare for my 8 a.m. final, when I came upon the trigonometric functions of an acute angle (cos of theta is equal to the length of the side adjacent to angle theta over the length of the hypotenuse, etc.). When I tried to make up a cute little acronym for myself in order to retain this information, I was hit with a realization that almost made me choke on my Egg McBruin. I'd already learned one sophomore year: soh-cah-toa. Now I don't know if any of you remember the soh-cah-toa technique, but I'm guessing you all understood it when you learned it, because everyone else in the world did, except me. But this morning, three years later, the concept finally clicked, and I've joined the vast majority of high school educated people in my understanding of this acronym.
Then a second shocking and brilliant revelation came to me. It doesn't matter that this week I've been dumped and totally unprepared for all my finals. Even for a romantic and academic failure like myself, life's not crappy, it's hilarious. So I've concluded that really, I don't need a "boyfriend" or "passing grades" or "periods of sobriety", because armed with my new sense of humor, my new Smirnoff Citrus, and my new understanding of elementary trig, I'm gonna be just fine.
Merry Winter Break.
Then a second shocking and brilliant revelation came to me. It doesn't matter that this week I've been dumped and totally unprepared for all my finals. Even for a romantic and academic failure like myself, life's not crappy, it's hilarious. So I've concluded that really, I don't need a "boyfriend" or "passing grades" or "periods of sobriety", because armed with my new sense of humor, my new Smirnoff Citrus, and my new understanding of elementary trig, I'm gonna be just fine.
Merry Winter Break.