Thursday, April 2, 2009
I sat down on my table, opening my math workbook, glancing at the invisible enemy. My trusty pen, although sometimes not able to slay the enemy, rusty and worn down. But today is a new day, and as I picked up my pen, the fist wave of enemies came. What is 2(3x+y)-5(3(x-3y)-4(2x-y))? My pen slashed multiple wounds on the enemy, but to no avail. After a tiring battle, I decided to call in my heavy artillery, my calculator. A few taps here and there, as the artillery pounded the enemy, blowing them to smithereens. Finally, the 1st wave was defeated. I panted, exhausted, as I put down my pen, ink smeared all over my paper. It was bloody, but I had won.
ending
10:02 PM
