A poem for my Valentine’s Date…
The way you give me a big red X makes me want to weep
When the semester is over, no part of you will I keep.
There’s a part of me that knows it’s my life you’re trying to take
and by May I will have drowned my sorrows in 19.2 lbs of cake.
You never give me the answers that I seek.
With you, my darling, I must suffer and turn the other cheek.
I spend hours upon hours trying to figure you out
but I have resolved, I will never care what you are all about.
All we talk about are averages, variance and a z score
please know, that sweet Statistics, you are such a rotten bore.
If I ever get away from you, we will not spend this day together again
You are my least favorite thing, no, you will never be my friend.
If you couldn’t tell from that ridiculous attempt at creativity, I am spending my V-day with my statistics homework. Woo-stinkin-hoo. I am on the verge of giving up, but somehow I will keep going and praying that I soon see the finish line and that I can at least spend a small part of my day catching up on my tv shows and napping. What an exciting “day of love” this shall be for me. 🙂