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I think I figured it out.

I figured out why I suck so hard at math. Or, at least what i'll blame it on. Say what you want.

Anyway, the thing is, I don't know WHY i have to do any of it. I'm one of those people who has to have a reason in order to do something well, or at all. And therefore, at one point I was in tears because no one could tell me why the hell tanA was opposite over adjacent. So, even after my feeble protests and hissy fits, no one gave a rat's ass, and that's how my unaffected self came to stand before you today.

Only about half of what we do in class makes any sense to me. The rest of it, equations, formulas, theorems, etc, I only do because I am told to. But I just can't bring myself to care anymore. The biggest kick in the pants is going to be if I fail. And the worst part is, I don't even know if that's a possibility. Mr. Mitchell won't even tell us what our marks are, even though I'm pretty sure he has them.

If the end of the year doesn't come any faster I swear to you I will climb into the barbeque and turn the propane on.

I'll be tastier dead I figure.

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