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So I was up all night studying for math and doing my stupid biology project. I don't know why I try in math, I studied for ever and ever for the last math test, understood the material, even got to see a copy of the test before taking it, and still got a C. For this test... I'm still kind of shaky with proof by induction, it just involves a lot of mathmatical insight that I don't have. That and we have 45 minutes to do four proofs and some polynomials... I won't have time to finish it, proofs just take so long. Especially for me. And I know they won't be easy proofs... and I seemed to be cursed with math tests in this class... I might as well just accept that I'm going to get a C in math. It's just... I'm so fucking sick of math, and I'm so fucking sick of my math teacher. She's a horrible grader (takes off point randomly like "Oooh, I feel I should take a point off for this problem, there it goes.) and doesn't seem to care about whether the sudents get good grades in her class.
Yeah, now I'm kind of depressed. Everything else is going well, I think I can squeeze As out of biology and physics, although getting on out of physics might involve some pestering of Mr. Gaalaas (hey, I'm all up for that!) so if I can just get a B in math.... dammit. Well, there's always the final.
Yeah, now I'm kind of depressed. Everything else is going well, I think I can squeeze As out of biology and physics, although getting on out of physics might involve some pestering of Mr. Gaalaas (hey, I'm all up for that!) so if I can just get a B in math.... dammit. Well, there's always the final.