Long weekend... of not-doing-anything

Public holiday this Monday- Queen's birthday or something. Holidays are always welcome- especially when I have inconveniently large amounts of work due. Stupid psychology report. Apparently we needed to have a sample size of 20- I managed 16. Time to fabricate some data... One reason why I hate humanities is because they make us write. Heaven forbid. I already write enough in maths- ironically, I hardly ever do any writing in English. Anyway- we need an introduction and proper discussion for the report... I despise writing proper reports. The chemistry one was fine- no introduction needed, half-assed discussion was acceptable. No need to reference anyone or anything. But noooo, psych you need to research and design your own experiment from scratch. Pain in the A-S-S.

Oh yeah, then there's maths. In fact, there's always maths. Man, fuck maths. I managed to fuck up one of my maths tests today, because somehow 2 to the power of 2 was still 2. Man I'm fucking retarded. That was a component of a massive equation- which of course ended in a mess due to my error. I feel like if I had banged my head against a wall and concussed myself, I could not have made a worse error. FML.

But I guess I've pretty much gotten over it by now.  Yes it was a pretty retarded mistake- but I am comforted by the fact that the stupidity of other people far outweigh my own. For every mistake I make there are 10 dimwits fucking up 10 times worse, to ensure that my grade is still tolerable. I guess I've fallen- I no longer aim to be clever- I just aim to be less-stupid than everyone else. Given the fact that our school is full of retards- it's not hard to accomplish.

It is rather comforting after all- even though the general stupidity and ignorance of the people around me piss me off- it is in circumstances such as this that their merit shine through. Stupid people exist for the sole-purpose of making me look better, I'm sure. 

The world DOES revolve around me, after all.