weapons of math destruction

(lol... yea, I think I'm funny.)

I was up way too late last night studying for today's math exam. Part of it was a take home portion that was distributed yesterday, and had to be turned in today. The teacher mentioned we are allowed to work in groups on the take home part, and proves his intellect by saying, "you were all going to anyways." This is entirely true.

Now that working in groups is technically legal, I think we pushed it farther than my instructor anticipated. His one request was that we write the names of whoever we worked with at the top of the take home portion.

The top of my page read something like, "Worked with Micheal, Casey, Tanner, Kevin, my friend Rylan who isn't in this class, and his neighbor Patrick."

I'm hopeful that the group effort prevailed and secured at least the 15 points off that portion. The in-class portion today definitely left me feeling a little less than confident. But still, I think I *might* have passed. This is shocking. It's a rare sight indeed when I receive a math exam score higher than %64. The professor doesn't seem to buy the excuse that I'm just too right-brained for this junk.

You can tell my life isn't exactly exciting when all I have to write about are math room scandals haha.

The good news is that this quarter only has three weeks of instruction left, then finals the following week. And then... who knows. Things are often more uncertain than certain for me. I want to be able to take next quarter off and leave for awhile, but there's always that whole money thing... ugh. I still have a lot of thinking (and scheming) to do before I can come up with a new solution for the ill that plagues me. Dramatic, I know.