of math class and jumbled rambles

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I don't hate my math teacher. I don't hate math. I don't even hate the way she teaches math. So if I don't hate, that means I love math. Or at the very least be able to manage a "Oh, I like math, I'm okay with it" sentence with a straight face. But I'm unable to. Why? Because of my math teacher.

No, my math teacher is not the reason I hate math.

Comments

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Your entry sounded freaky like my...something: 'You know what? I really hate French class. I really hate the French language. I would hate French people but then I wouldn’t have anything to stare at during that Harry Potter movie. But, still. French sucks. And not because it’s difficult (well, yeah) but because of my stupid teacher who just has to make everyone sit in alphabetical order or she’ll “just die,” or something. Well, whatever. She’s still a mean old hag who can’t get laid.'

Weird, right?

Moving on, I love it when parents leave for travelling. I can do nothing all day and not get yelled at for it. They're going in two weeks again, yay~

Just do the admin code again, la. I did it with my Legally Blonde mood and done in five minutes ;)

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omg we is solematez???/
yes, I would do the admin code thing again, expect I seem to have lost the Litarati moodthing. Must. Search. Harddrive. Again.

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soulmatez matez
don't worry. my harddrive is the same as yours because sims 2 won't freaking worrrkkk =(