MATH AND RASHES

I am allergic to math. I've probably alluded to this little nugget of priceless information before in previous posts, but I bring it up again. Today, during class, our new professor unleashed a flood of mathematics upon us, and my ear promptly swelled up to the size of a mid-sized watermelon. My friend kindly pointed out to me that my ear, "is red and large and very ugly." And she started giggling most immaturely when I told her about the math - rashes connection. Tis not a funny affliction. I fail to see the humour, I was too busy scratching.

So the test went ok. And by ok I mean that I don't think I failed. Which really considering how retarded I feel most of the time around my genius and unnaturally hardworking colleagues, Not Failing is really quite an acceptable goal for myself.

Mmm.

Now if I can only convince the administrative people, that the difference between a C and a B+ is merely a matter of Perception. And once you try and look at it from an alternative perspective (e.g. I could have gottten an F), suddenly it doesn't look so bleak anymore.