To Be Something You're Not Part 2
I'm flooded with paperworks. (눈‸눈)
But hey (╹▽╹)
I think I'm likin' Mathematics 101 like it's something.
Go, angles. I knew this shit. I can keep this up with my eyes closed. ╮(＾▽＾)╭ (≧▽≦)
Fuck Algebra tho (┛❍ᴥ❍)┛彡┻━┻ ತ_ʖತ
I'm a writer not a computer, a calculator nor a mathematician. Just how... How in the fuck I ended up lounging in the most nerdiest club ever? (≧Д≦)
༼;´༎ຶ༎ຶ༽
Those were the days, okay? I left that shit behind. Who wanted inside the molecule of this bitch to actually become some math wizard?
Like bitch, how?
Give that shit to those who actually enjoy watching some radicals with shit like 2√7 and they see beauty in that fuckin' alien language.
I BELONG TO HUMANITIES AND LITERARY ARTS FOR FUCK'S SAKE!
Does finding (x) looked like my element? Huh?!
ARGHHHHH!!!!!!!
Imagine the shit standing in front of fifty kids, with all their eyes and ears listening to dumb explanation from this equally dumb teacher they have, "This is the x. I have an x. This the y. I have a y. X and Y~ X and Y..." I'm singing PPAP. Shut up.
xo,
probably had gone krazzyy
