what is the point to all this sh*t?
i mean maths, of course.
the maths i'm doing, not the one you remember
it's pointless
and yes, whoever you are,
i heard you gasp.
inhale with the surprise of an offended person
but it's inevitable
and you knew that
i hate math
"le gasp"
of course,
you are dramatic about it
of course,
it means so much to you
oh how precious math is to you
all those x's and y's and blah
blah
blabbity blah!
explain this:
250=2x+2y
2y=250-2x
y=125-x
like,
WHY.
(no, you do not have permission to laugh, you nerd)
it is pointless
endless
more endless than the universe
(no, i do not care that i am exaggerating. i am doing the job you know is more truthful than anything else.)
stop it.
math is boring.
it drones on...
and i want my weekends back, thankyou.
a FULL refund.
and a holiday.
that lasts
forever.
please and thank you.
Moral Of The Story: UGHHH
not my poem, but the Truth:
Mental
Abuse
To
Humans.
(make
it
stop.
PLEASE.)
-
Fin.
I have to do maths homework. Thank you for listening to my rant...
i am so tired :)
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Ruby Red
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Mental abuse to humans! That was hilarious!