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My Thoughts on Math Class

I don’t care about the set of patients with high blood pressure

Or finding the number of people who did not have exactly two of the indications listed: patients with high blood pressure, patients with high cholesterol, or patients who smoke cigarettes.

I couldn’t careless that three circles make up this (venn)-diagram

And that you must start in the center,

Nothing good will come from me knowing that 46 people have high cholesterol when I don’t even know how to fix them. They’re all made up anyway.

I won’t obtain anything from sitting in a cold classroom, listening to a student hack up his lungs because he’s over 50 and still threading smoke through his lungs; he probably has all three problems.

All I do is poke and **** at time that moves so slowly

And exchange ideas with my fingers, ignoring calculator instructions and written kindergarten numbers

Hoping the day stays young and my eyes stay open

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