

I took my college level statistics class during one summer and the teacher threatened to just never show up again and cancel the class after giving us a test where the average grade was a 48.
Bro gave us 8 hours of homework per night and expected us to have z tables memorized.


Not a thing. I won’t do a single thing differently other than a sigh of relief. Then I’ll get back on with my day.
He wants nothing more than to be remembered. To be the center of attention.
I won’t give them any more power over my life than they have already stolen.