I HAVE??
sigh.
this is one of my problems. I tell the same stories and secrets over and over again. i have poor executive functioning skills
oh. oops. ginger.
yk, i can see that.
hooray!!!!!!
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sorry i am tired
i just spent the entirety of my math class creating a diagram of the following of Honor, Odium, and literally all the third party´s I could think of.
Oh, and all the cosmere swears
Stormlight spoilers
seriously though.
i hate math with a burning passion and a fury unbeknownst to my teachers in the subject. I sit. supposedly docile. scribbling notations on my packet, doodled on with hope that I might avoid the complex problems held on that paper. It is as if another language is held on that alien sheet. I answer the first question. then the next. all the while plotting. i will not do it in a boat. I will not do it on a float. I will not do it, sam I am. I will make a math-free plan.