I am math retarded and have been ever since the second grade. It’s possible that I was bashed in the head with a hammer as a child, rendering the logical side of my brain useless. I don’t know. But I am really not looking forward to taking a special ed math class this semester.
corpseflower's Life List
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1. receive a letter from Hogwarts apologizing for the late owl but informing me that i am actually a wizard.
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2. host a mad tea party
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3. be a tough broad who doesn't take shit from anyone
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4. write anonymous, loving post-its for strangers to find
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5. Take nothing for granted
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6. figure out where all the people like me are hiding
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7. learn math
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8. get over my fear of driving
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9. control my anxiety
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10. stop wasting time
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11. Discover more new music
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12. Transfer to a better college
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13. have conversations late into the night with fascinating people
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14. Start a savings account
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15. make myself proud
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16. Get out of Michigan
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17. learn to sew
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18. stop procrastinating
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19. be financially independent
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20. start a business
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21. get an MBA
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22. graduate college
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23. find out what my blood type is
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24. meditate
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25. lay in a field at night and look at the stars
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26. own fainting goats
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27. shake my fist at people
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I have no idea how or why, but over the fall semester I procrastinated very little. I actually read the assigned material for once in my college career! I didn’t stay up all night finishing papers the night before they were due! All of this kind of happened magically, or so it seemed. I think I became less of a procrastinator because I figured out why I always wanted to do it later. I had/have a lot of anxiety and when I feel overwhelmed, I can’t do anything. Maybe it’s because I worked through some issues.
Then again, maybe I was inspired by what happened to me at the end of the previous semester. My economics paper was due in twelve hours, and I came down with a raging case of the stomach flu. I was pretty sure I was going to die. “Dear god,” I thought. “This is the end.” I had to write that damn paper with a bucket in my lap. Luckily, everyone did so horribly that all the assignments were graded on a curve but still. Before you say “I’ll do it later,” think of it this way: what if you’re physically incapable of doing it later?!
No point in trying really. My car is a rusted-out piece of shit and it’s so bad that it can’t be saved, which is sad. Giving up on it feels like giving up on a lot of things I associated with it.

