Germana and I have a lot in common which is why we have been best friends since junior high. One thing we bonded over was our mutual hatred of math. We did not just hate math class we LOATHED math. Now I can't remember if this was 9th or 10th grade but one year we had math together and it was first period. I mean that is just the absolute worst thing you could do to me. My brain cannot function at 7:26 a.m. and now I had my worst subject to tackle first thing in the morning.
Germana, myself and our friend Chris were all in math class hell. Our math teacher would assign us math writing assignments. We would have to write these stories that somehow involved math. Why this woman would not just admit that she wanted to teach English I will never know. One story in particular involved writing about pirates and including math problems that had to be solved to find the buried treasure. Chris basically said "fuck that shit" and wrote an amazing story about Big Bertha the hairy, drunk, pirate prostitute. Chris started reading it aloud in class (as we all had to because that's what you do in math class, read your stories!?) and the teacher stopped him and failed him for the assignment. The math was correct and he was just following the assignment.
We pretty much gave up on this math class after a month and tried to find ways to amuse ourselves. Germana and Chris started snorting pixie sticks, I just ate them and "supervised". Certain colors burn more. Did you know that? Now you know. At this point we created the "I hate math club". It was the best club in high school. You complained about math class and then you went over to Germana's house and ate chips and made bracelets. Sometimes Germana would make her world famous lazy grilled cheese (toast the bread and then melt the cheese in the microwave). Chris did not partake in this part of the "I hate math club" but he was still an honorary member for enduring the math class from hell.
We are still accepting new members and have been going strong since 1999 (ish?).
