Feliz cumpleaños, el hermano más querido
Happy Birthday Steven Christopher, coolest brother of all time. Snaps for turning 22.
He doesn't read this. I know that. But I thought I'd throw that out there anyway.
I put a doosh (sp?) bag in his place today. He's arrogant and thinks he is God of math. Tries to make me feel stupid. Yes, I know I did craptacular on my math midterm on friday and that I am not Mathemus Expertus, but I also know I'm not completely and utterly retarded either. Fuck, I got high A's in 21 A, B, and C. I am in no means math-tarded. So what gives this guy the nerve to make me feel that he is soo superior to me? That HE can answer my questions on the exam rather than the professor, when we haven't even got our exams back? Which, by the way, was the reason I had gone to office hours in the first place, to ask the professor about questions I had on the midterm. Well, said pompus ass was there to ask why he was dock two points on the homework we got back last thursday. So after he tried to make me feel retarded I told him he could look at my homework to see what he did wrong as I got a perfect score on it.
Take that, bastard.
And my math professor says I have mathematical intuition.
Haha...I reign victorious.
He doesn't read this. I know that. But I thought I'd throw that out there anyway.
I put a doosh (sp?) bag in his place today. He's arrogant and thinks he is God of math. Tries to make me feel stupid. Yes, I know I did craptacular on my math midterm on friday and that I am not Mathemus Expertus, but I also know I'm not completely and utterly retarded either. Fuck, I got high A's in 21 A, B, and C. I am in no means math-tarded. So what gives this guy the nerve to make me feel that he is soo superior to me? That HE can answer my questions on the exam rather than the professor, when we haven't even got our exams back? Which, by the way, was the reason I had gone to office hours in the first place, to ask the professor about questions I had on the midterm. Well, said pompus ass was there to ask why he was dock two points on the homework we got back last thursday. So after he tried to make me feel retarded I told him he could look at my homework to see what he did wrong as I got a perfect score on it.
Take that, bastard.
And my math professor says I have mathematical intuition.
Haha...I reign victorious.