Post by Seashellstarz on Feb 1, 2005 17:35:21 GMT -5
“So, you are going to sign up for the math club, right?”
“Oh, Tif, don’t even broach the subject,” groaned Lilu; “I rarely have time to attend ballet lessons anymore… I haven’t been on stage even once after my debut!”
“You know, math is important to you if you want to get into a good college. Let’s not think about the other reasons. Solely for your dancing career you should do better in your geometry class. You do want to embark on being a ballerina as soon as possible, don’t you?”
“Your statement generates the deep, convoluted distress within my heart! I’m not like you, Tif, a math genius perfect at the calculus and trigs since eighth grade.”
“Stop it. You can do it if you really want to,” scolded Tiffany.
“I’m in a dilemma right now: I don’t know whether I should join the Indian Dance group or the math club since they convene at the same time. If I don’t go to the math club, I will fail all the college math classes that I’m planning to take before college. On the other hand, I love Indian Dance!”
“I suggest you join the math club. You have the initiative. The thing you’ve got for the Indian Dancing is merely a whim.”
“How can you tell it’s a whim? I’m a novice in this type of dancing.”
“Well, say I can’t tell whether or not this is a whim since this is an incipient interest. Still, you already do ballet, and remember who said ‘I haven’t been on stage once after my debut’ only some seconds ago?” Tiffany mocked, pitiful but unrelenting.
“Miss. Practical, stop the logic and the role of my mom.”
Ignoring Lilu’s complaints good-naturally, Tiffany asked, “Coming tomorrow evening?”
“Sure,” Lilu sighed. What choice have I got? She knew herself that she could only rely on Tiffany for preparation on many of her geometry exams. Tif is kind enough by just giving an overture of help.
* * *
“Oh, gosh, this is such an enigma I’ve got here! I’m in a quandary over which step I should take first to solve this. Look: If the average of three different positive integers is three, then what is their least possible product?”
“Whoa, Lilu, that is so very soluble!”
“What!?” she glared at Tiffany.
“This one really doesn’t require that much tactics. All you need to do is… divide for the factor… and… ta-da! It’s not rocket science. I’ll jump off my roof if you still haven’t got this.”
“Just go away, Tiffany Jade,” she called her by the full name.
“I¾”
“You… you become a math mathematician and go win some Nobel prizes.”
There wasn’t a Nobel Prize in the mathematics field.
* * *
Math is so stupid; its creators are jerks.
Tiffany is stupid to like math.
I’m stupid for envying Tiffany’s stupid talents.
High school is stupid.
So what, if I don’t go to college?
So what, if dancing and my education clash?
They say I’m supposed to be enjoying youth and dreams right now… but… where on earth are they?
Baffled, Lilu ran home with her mind trapped in a labyrinth, unable to think of thoughts that make sense.
Passion in Dreams
She wrote in her diary.
If youth is supposed to be of passion and dreams,
Then I hold somewhat of my youth.
If my loathes’ origin is from my intricate dreams,
I still don’t want to be dreamless.
What is someone like with a dearth of passion?
Indeed, detachment and frost accompany him.
If I’m still such a child, where is my naivete?
Indeed, when I woke up this morning,
I couldn’t remember my dreams.
Not even the most ambiguous ones.
Haven’t had these kinds of innovation for…ever, almost, she thought.
The first person Lilu wanted to show it to, was Tiffany.
“Why did I snap at her like that? She is always so generous and forgiving to me… Why am I not more grateful for a friend?” she murmured to herself. All she’s ever wanted was things good for me… Why did I hurt her like that?
Lilu called a half dozen times now. The message machine seemed to be hooking up with her.
I hope nothing happened to her and that she isn’t boiling mad at me… Lilu thought worriedly, and I hope she wasn’t serious when she said that she’d jump off from her roof. She takes things seriously enough… That’s another one of her worse qualities in life.
“Oh, Tif, don’t even broach the subject,” groaned Lilu; “I rarely have time to attend ballet lessons anymore… I haven’t been on stage even once after my debut!”
“You know, math is important to you if you want to get into a good college. Let’s not think about the other reasons. Solely for your dancing career you should do better in your geometry class. You do want to embark on being a ballerina as soon as possible, don’t you?”
“Your statement generates the deep, convoluted distress within my heart! I’m not like you, Tif, a math genius perfect at the calculus and trigs since eighth grade.”
“Stop it. You can do it if you really want to,” scolded Tiffany.
“I’m in a dilemma right now: I don’t know whether I should join the Indian Dance group or the math club since they convene at the same time. If I don’t go to the math club, I will fail all the college math classes that I’m planning to take before college. On the other hand, I love Indian Dance!”
“I suggest you join the math club. You have the initiative. The thing you’ve got for the Indian Dancing is merely a whim.”
“How can you tell it’s a whim? I’m a novice in this type of dancing.”
“Well, say I can’t tell whether or not this is a whim since this is an incipient interest. Still, you already do ballet, and remember who said ‘I haven’t been on stage once after my debut’ only some seconds ago?” Tiffany mocked, pitiful but unrelenting.
“Miss. Practical, stop the logic and the role of my mom.”
Ignoring Lilu’s complaints good-naturally, Tiffany asked, “Coming tomorrow evening?”
“Sure,” Lilu sighed. What choice have I got? She knew herself that she could only rely on Tiffany for preparation on many of her geometry exams. Tif is kind enough by just giving an overture of help.
* * *
“Oh, gosh, this is such an enigma I’ve got here! I’m in a quandary over which step I should take first to solve this. Look: If the average of three different positive integers is three, then what is their least possible product?”
“Whoa, Lilu, that is so very soluble!”
“What!?” she glared at Tiffany.
“This one really doesn’t require that much tactics. All you need to do is… divide for the factor… and… ta-da! It’s not rocket science. I’ll jump off my roof if you still haven’t got this.”
“Just go away, Tiffany Jade,” she called her by the full name.
“I¾”
“You… you become a math mathematician and go win some Nobel prizes.”
There wasn’t a Nobel Prize in the mathematics field.
* * *
Math is so stupid; its creators are jerks.
Tiffany is stupid to like math.
I’m stupid for envying Tiffany’s stupid talents.
High school is stupid.
So what, if I don’t go to college?
So what, if dancing and my education clash?
They say I’m supposed to be enjoying youth and dreams right now… but… where on earth are they?
Baffled, Lilu ran home with her mind trapped in a labyrinth, unable to think of thoughts that make sense.
Passion in Dreams
She wrote in her diary.
If youth is supposed to be of passion and dreams,
Then I hold somewhat of my youth.
If my loathes’ origin is from my intricate dreams,
I still don’t want to be dreamless.
What is someone like with a dearth of passion?
Indeed, detachment and frost accompany him.
If I’m still such a child, where is my naivete?
Indeed, when I woke up this morning,
I couldn’t remember my dreams.
Not even the most ambiguous ones.
Haven’t had these kinds of innovation for…ever, almost, she thought.
The first person Lilu wanted to show it to, was Tiffany.
“Why did I snap at her like that? She is always so generous and forgiving to me… Why am I not more grateful for a friend?” she murmured to herself. All she’s ever wanted was things good for me… Why did I hurt her like that?
Lilu called a half dozen times now. The message machine seemed to be hooking up with her.
I hope nothing happened to her and that she isn’t boiling mad at me… Lilu thought worriedly, and I hope she wasn’t serious when she said that she’d jump off from her roof. She takes things seriously enough… That’s another one of her worse qualities in life.
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