jueves, 26 de mayo de 2011

I hate numbers,and I hate been degrade to: "The BIGGEST" dumbass because of them

Ok I have 18 years old and from the moment I write the number "1" I knew what failure means.

I mean, I have a gene in my DNA, that accoarding to my mom, I inherited it from dad' family, (of course, she will not dragg her own family down), that makes my body tremble and shake with rats on my stomach (the antithesis of love) everytimeI have to deal with numbers.

So right now! As I'm writing this entrance I'm at a "applied macroeconomics" class, and let me tell you something, when I tell you, that I believe that the teacher is talking in chinese with a combination of german and creole its because SHE IS (at least to me).  I mean I understand N O T H I N G, is like she is standing there moving her hands like a parrot and growling bullshit. (Sorry parrots, didnt mean to offend you)

Meanwhile one of my besties is smiling, and answering the questions that the "parrot" growl, so I feel more lost than before,  I am the only one, who prefers to take 5 straigh hours of literature or even history, than one that deals with numbers?

Let me know :)
(Still don't know what to say at the end)

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