ISEE. So much fun.

It would have been bad enough if I hadn't taken the SATs about a year ago, rendering this far more tiresome than it would have been anyway and, incidentally, making me leery of all and any standardized testing.

Growl. Snarl. Devour.

I can't stand math this year, while we're at it. I don't mind math itself, but the amount of busywork in our class is maddening. The, quote unquote, real-world problems are the worst bit. Wake up, Pearson: no one cares about quadratically calculating how far a frog can jump.

And next year I'll have midterms and finals for the first time ever, probably resulting in just as much busywork as I've had so far this year.

Let's see who I can blame for this.