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Fuck man, I love math. Maths. Whatever. It's just so...perfect! And the numbers line up and do exactly as they're supposed to, and then Bam! Finished math test, without ever having stopped to think.
And I'm *good* at it. I love being good at something that people tend to have trouble with, it's just soothing to know that I'm not a complete waste of Earth. And of all the things in the world to be good at, I love that it's simple sums, just adding and subtracting and multiplying the numbers in my head until they do exactly as I say.
Math is soothing, is what I'm trying to say. I enjoy it. The classes I've had so far this year that I've liked the most have been the ones where I go in and take a maths exam.
In short, eight AM statistics exam, after a night spent up late watching Coupling? Still didn't stand a chance. I kicked that exams ass so hard that it had to go import some cheap, lead painted ass from China, just so I could kick that too.
~Sor
MOOP!
And I'm *good* at it. I love being good at something that people tend to have trouble with, it's just soothing to know that I'm not a complete waste of Earth. And of all the things in the world to be good at, I love that it's simple sums, just adding and subtracting and multiplying the numbers in my head until they do exactly as I say.
Math is soothing, is what I'm trying to say. I enjoy it. The classes I've had so far this year that I've liked the most have been the ones where I go in and take a maths exam.
In short, eight AM statistics exam, after a night spent up late watching Coupling? Still didn't stand a chance. I kicked that exams ass so hard that it had to go import some cheap, lead painted ass from China, just so I could kick that too.
~Sor
MOOP!
