Sep 22, 2010 16:24
Math class is completely screwing me over already and I've only been to two classes of it, goddammit.
This is the part where all the teachers assume that I'll drop the class, but I only drop classes if I'm expected to learn about two thousand years in two days and test well on it in detail. No. I won't drop. If nothing else my dad's attitude will make it so that I can't drop any classes for the rest of my life.
But I'll have a damn miserable time at it. I literally do not remember any calculus. I stare at derivatives and I recognize their faces but can't for the life of me think of where I knew them from.
Right about now I would not say no to any willing help. ;_; I'm so desperate I may even ask my mom. Oh god, is this a long torture waiting to happen.
Not to mention my other two classes will be so. . . oh god.
At least English is still manageable. Assuming I ever manage to get my hands on that book that's required tomorrow. The school bookstore is completely incapable of stocking it.
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emo,
school