This has been my life for the past five or six days.
i am actually quite enjoying it, for some strange reasons.
it doesn't matter that my mother doesn't believe that i am studying.
to her, helping others with maths is not learning for yourself.
Her idea of studying is warped, and she doesn't learn that fast enough to catch up with the new studyign culture.
It frustrates me, but at least she understands that nightstudying seems to help. Furthermore, a few of my classmates are wonderful nightstudy mates.
(^ε^)♪
i hate vectors.
i love functions.