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[spatz]

You know you've been studying calculus too long when you start to ship trig functions. And their derivatives.

tan/sec! w00t!

Also, Lindsey's new room (Em's old room) is being retextured for painting. The smell's not too bad, but it's triggering a scent-memory that I can't pin down, and *that* is driving me nuts. *sigh*

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[jrose.livejournal.com]

Better you then me. And that's all I have to say regarding any sort of math.

[thespatz.livejournal.com]

*g* I so don't want to take the final in this class, cuz it's going to be a bitch, but we have to take 2 core classes, and my teacher said that if you were eligible for exemption, she would not drop your score if you took it, but she wanted us to take it anyway so she could get a good idea about the class' know-how.

Wow, that was a serious run-on. Back to shooting myself in figurative (essay) foot. I have sooo much caffeine in my bloodstream currently, it's kinda freaky. *waves bye*

BTW, who is that in your icon?

[jrose.livejournal.com]

Of course you don't want to take a math final. Nobody wants to take them (and I'm well aware that's technically not true, but I like to live in my own little world where math is shunned and never liked.)

Poor you, lots of caffeine. It makes you hyper, doesn't it? Or at least kinda scary. *g* But I really can't talk, since caffeine turns me into an actual crazy-person.

My icons is a character in a series called Daughters of the Moon. I don't love the books nearly as much as certain others, but I still read them. And she's pretty. *laughs* I like pretty icons.