I HATE Math!

   Okay, so today was la-ame! To start off, I woke up late. 6:30 late. Which is late. Why oh why is that late? Well read my earlier posts, I put them down for a reason! But now, now, I'm not all demanding. Seriously, if you don't know look up at my older posts. Now, onto a different subject about school.
  School. The boring frontier. A place that "prepares you not for the real thing, but for nothing!" When your 5 and learn what 3+3 is, does 3+3 matter then? Yes. But now? No. If you need a math problem done, use a calculator or look it up! When you bake a cake and it calls for a cup and a half, do you base it off memory from the 6'th grade? NO! You look it up! You see, math is all around us, but it is done for  us. You could label people like this lazy, or ignorant. But then again, think. When you bake, do you measure off memory or off a cup? When counting days in a month, do you use fingers, or a calender? That's why I hate math. I don't think when I grow up that I will use it often from my memory! Sure it might effect me, but for now, I DON'T CARE. So deal.
So at school after dealing with hr, LA, SS, and Math *scowls*, I move on to science. In science, we all had a really cool activity. FOOD! Fred the gummy worm and his life-saver live raft! Yum!
Then I went to Spanish. Hola Senora! Nessecito un banyo! Tango une buen dia! Addious! Lol.
So gotta go, gonna watch Pretty Little Liars
PEACE
Aislinn