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DONE WITH MATH FOREVER!!! written @ 7:55 PM on December 12, 2002 This is one big "FUCK YOU" to all the math gods, both known and unknown in the universe, be they of little powers of miniscule variables, or the colossus reckonings of exponents, or the mythological nymphs of addition and subtraction. Yeah, fuck you guys. I am DONE WITH YOU F-O-R-E-V-E-R!!! Now, whether or not I passed the exam this afternoon is another question. But for the past twelve and a half years of my life, it's been a rare blue moon of a jewel indeed when I have passed, so why start a good habit now when it's oh-so-fun to be delightfully evil and write FUCK YOU MATH GODS in my diary, eh? What's more is that I've got $34 in my pocket right now-- yes, right now-- from selling the beast of a book back to the booksellers. Wow, try saying that sentence five times fast. So farewell, math! Adieu! A bientot! Hasta la vista! Au revoir! No more except in memories shall tears be shed over thy insolent ways; no more shall I regret not having studied a moment more, or will I forever dream that I had at last understood thy demonic workings. Thou cruel wretch! Thou strumpet! I am the pink flower of spring! I am a white swan that has at last been set free from her confinings! I have always known how to fly even if I never have because of my cage, but it was the kind art gods who have helped me through dreams and have at last smote the math gods and sent them to the lowest level of Tartarus to dwell with the Titans that created them forever! MAW-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA-etc. Good. Maybe now my GPA will go up. ~~~ So after I bailed out of that exam, having taken a wild guess at how many vertices were in a polyhedron with 20 equilateral triangles and 12 dodecagons, I packed up half of my dorm, kissed my unicorns and Harry Potter posters good-bye, and went home. Yes, now I am home. And I intend on watching Survivor tonight with a big bowl of ice cream. Feel free to call, but only during commercial breaks. I give myself one more hour before my parents drive me up the wall and I'll want to go back to the dorm. I could, you know. The place doesn't close until 6 pm tomorrow night. I work tomorrow at nine o'clock. My first shift will probably end some time around noon, and then I may have to go in again at four in the afternoon and work until close. "We're into money! We're into money!" It's actually kind of nice to be working again and feeling like a productive citizen of the country. ~~~ Brin called me a midnight last night to tell me the people down the hallway from him were sampling Bertie Botts Every Flavor Beans. That was actually kind of funny. ~~~ I'm thinking of getting my cartilage pierced. You know, one of those numbers towards the top of my ears on both sides. Actually, I want three. I want two hoop thingies to dangle from my left ear and one from my right. The problem is I'm a wuss. Think you guys can exert a little bit of peer pressure on me? I need it.
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