The Final Countdown

First, a math Haiku:

Jesus H. Christ, math
Y=mx+b?
Im glad thats over.

So yeah, I just took my last final (final final?) and I think I did pretty well on it. For no good reason at all I started panicking about it this morning and spent all day studying (which was actually a really, really good idea) so the test was pretty easy. She tried to throw a couple curve balls in there but Im pretty sure I caught 'em. You dont fool me, clever math teacher!

So school is done for a couple weeks and things with boys are very much up in the air. Ive decided not to see anyone exclusively for a bit. You know, the whole single-and-resisting-the-urge-to-try-and-form-a-long-term-relationship thing. Besides, who doesnt like variety?

Im hoping a rafting trip is in my near future... I think one is.

Today, while driving home from school, I saw 6 cops in the span of about a mile on Killingsworth in North Portland. Fucking SIX cops! Just cruising around looking for trouble. So, if you are ever in any other part of Portland and are in one of those rare instances where you actually need a cop and you cant find one, just know that they are ALL in North Portland keeping a very unnecessarily close eye on black people.

Anywho, I think I need a nap.

xo