MATHHHH

Where do I start? So first of all I woke up and instantly started calculating the probability that a grade 9 kid has to win a math contest for grade 12's. The chances were pretty slim by the way. Then I went to school, and bam I am hit with a math test. After the math test, the math teacher goes on explaining math to us. After some time it is time for me to go do the math contest. Mathematically speaking, I did the contest because the more I do the contest, the larger my ego becomes, especially if I don't utterly fail. After crunching math problems that were obviously too much for my tiny grade 9 brain, I stood up and looked at the library clock. Well, what do you think? The clock showed that if my grade 2 math skills were in good shape (of course they weren't LOL), my dad would come in 18 minutes to whisk me away from the place where I did so much math in such a little time. He came in 13 minutes by the way -_-. Well then I am riding in my car relaxing after the torture that was sitting 2.5 hours at your table pretending to be doing the math that everyone else was doing. As I was saying, I was relaxing in the car when my dad suddenly asks me how much I think I got on my math test. I instantly blurt out 100%, of course already knowing that I probably only got a 94, or highest 97. Well then I come home, eat my non-mathematical lunch and get ready to relax. Ah yes finally no math! I can just sit at my laptop and play chess(not video games) for the rest of the day. Just think about it! 5 and a half ours of math almost in a row! Thank goodness it's all over. Then my mom comes up to me and says "hurry up or else you won't make it to the MATH club!".

-The End

If you got to the end, you'll be interested to know that this was actually based almost entirely on my day today. Obviously, some parts were exaggerated, but this is very close to what actually happened to me today.

- @svarog15