I hate Mondays. I presume school made us wear the tie to provide us the convenience of accidentally strangling ourselves.
The math test today made today worse. Couldn't do the SLE question, which was supposed to be a give-away, and also the DE question because stupid me forgot there's something called improper fractions when I was applying partial fractions. So I couldn't integrate (which would have been a piece of cake if I had split the fraction) and subsequently couldn't get the answer. There goes my 5 marks.
How dumb can I get seriously.
And at that point in time, I was so upset I hoped everyone would shut up about the math test (which eventually everyone did because who wants to talk about math?).
Lunch afterwards didn't make things any better. Had a quick lunch and bought green tea to calm myself a bit and stoned for the rest of the hour (thank god for smartphones). Another 1.5 hours of my life was then wasted on the GP lecture. I appreciated the effort in inviting an artist to give a talk regarding art but really, attempting the arts question is not on my to-do-list for As and I'm not artistically-inclined to do so anyway. And not to mention the slides were basically filled with art pieces which I cannot relate to. Tbh, I thought the lecture was not quite productive and informative (sorry). Conclusion: I spent my time talking to Janice. I was being hopeful and thought I might be a better artist so I drew this:
