Now, the evil thing I was talking about is math. I woke up this morning, wanting to go back to bed.
Not caring that my sister bought us donuts for desert.
Not caring that the sun was shining.
Not caring about much of anything or anyone but myself.
Because you see, there is an evil thing that exists every school day, and it is called math.
Seeing as how today is a school day, I did not want to get out of bed.
Of course I did anyway.
I went upstairs and ate the donuts, all the while being thankful that it wasn't oatmeal.
I went back downstairs and started the fire, thinking about how thankful I am that we have something to heat the house.
I went back upstairs and worked in the kitchen, thankful for my family.
I went downstairs and did my math, thankful I had already finished half my lesson and that it was so easy.
Then I got bored with sitting on my bed doing nothing, (and I was NOT going to do another lesson of math) so I went upstairs and with a notebook in hand, bugged my mom.
You see, I have decided that I want to work on high school level stuff, so that when I get to high school I am better prepared.
Anyway, I went upstairs and talked to my mom about subjects needed, and we start talking.
Here is the list we came up with:
- Currant Affairs
- Home Economics
- Arts and Crafts
Then we started talking about math, and what book I need to be in for 8th grade. I grabbed the book, and it randomly fell open to the evil-ist part of the evil book.
The conversion factor.
Does it make sense to you!?
Yeah; me either!!
P.S. This is an old post, I am actually starting High School on Tuesday. I am still trying to understand math, so feel free to explain the math stuff...
P.P.S. I am no longer able to say math is evil..... But this is an old post so it is ok, right?
P.P.P.S. I asked my mom and she said I could post it even though I said math was evil...but I'm not saying that anymore. Or at least not very often :)