## Math explained in a bad way that might (emphasis on might) help you

Sup guys!

Currently, we’re learning about angles and how to solve for x and proofs so I thought why not just make a post about this? No one reads these, but it might be of help t anyone who sees this (A.K.A. only me).

So let’s get started.

OKAY, YOU GUYS: I’M JUST A FOURTEEN YEAR OLD THAT HEARS THIS IN MATH. I’M ALSO REALY BAD AT EXPLAINING AND MATH DEFINITELY ISN’T VERY EASY TO EXPLAIN TO ME. I JUST KNOW IT.

## Good-to-know vocab

#### Congruent

Congruent basically means equal in shape, length, whatever. Google says “equal in form.”

Take the image above. △ABC is exactly the same as △DEF. What this means is that if you were to get some patty paper and trace △ABC on it and then put the patty paper on top of △DEF, boom, △ABC is on top of △DEF. All the lines and vertices are the same. Both triangles are congruent.

Because mathematicians are lazier than us Tumblr-driven humans (and potatoes), there’s a symbol for the word congruent. It’s literally just an equal sign with a little squiggly line on top. It’s the same squiggly line that means “about.”

Super easy to remember I guess.

Right?

Anyways, congruent is used is stuff in geometry. Angle measures, side lengths, you name it kiddo; they’ve got it covered.

You could say…

-angle A is congruent to angle B

-line GH is congruent to line AC

Do you guys catch my drift?

I really wish I’d be able to record our math teacher explaining this because she’s the bomb at that and ultimately makes everything easier.

But you got me here so too bad.

The struggle is real.

#### Supplementary

Aye, this is a pretty easy one. How many degrees is a circle? 360. If you cut a circle in half, what would you get? A half circle. There’s a straight line. A line is 180 degrees because of this.

Supplementary angles are two angles that add up to 180 degrees.

When placed next to each other, they make a perfect line like so.

There’s a video below. I didn’t explain it well so just go and watch it.

Supplementary just means two angles that add up to 180. Boom. There you go.

#### Complementary

Complementary angles mean basically what supplementary angles do except for this time, it’s 90 degrees.

An easy way I know the difference of complementary and supplementary is that you take supplements to give some extra vitamins or provide vitamins that you can’t get. EIther way, you’re adding more to what you have. 180 is larger than 90, so supplementary must be larger than what complementary angles must be.

I like to think of complementary angles as complementing each other which is the “right” thing to do rather than putting people down. Right angles are 90 degrees. That’s how I remember it. It’s not as easy as another hack but hey, it works.

Ex. The house adjacent to us is blue.

This word is used to describe angles that are right next to each other.

These angles can be supplementary, complementary, congruent or neither. The only requirements to be called adjacent angles is to just be next to each other and share a line.

Any angles can be adjacent as long as they share a side (like the blue-colored line in the image above) and be next to each other.

#### Parallel Lines, boi

This one’s pretty much the popular guy in angle relationships. There are lots of angle relationships made when a transversal and parallel lines meet.

This is what parallel lines look like.

Line A and B are parallel lines. You can tell because of the two arrows on each line. These markings are commonly used to distinguish between parallel lines and non-parallel lines.

Parallel lines never intersect, they’ll never touch. They never met. They’re like me and my crush, going our own ways.

Sob.

But parallel lines never, ever intersect. Remember this. Lines go on forever and the lines will absolutely never touch unless the line, like, isn’t straight and then it wouldn’t be a line so no worries.

Oh, one thing you guys do not want to do is assume they are parallel. This is like assuming someone’s gender. If you do assume, maybe they are parallel, but what if they aren’t? What if they’re off by just a few degrees but eventually intersect? You’re screwed, that’s what. Unless it’s said in the diagram or in the instructions, don’t assume because you’ll make a fool out of yourself.

## Good music for people like me

Hullo, fellow inhabitants of the internet.

It’s been a purty crazy week.

In all seriousness, a pretty good one. One with not as much sleep as I’m used to, but still pretty good.

As you may already know, summer is coming to a close and school is starting again, or in my case, already started. The whole struggle with schedules and people and work is to be dealt with again, which sleeping beats any day, but what ya gonna do? Miss school and sleep all day? No, bro, I’ve had too many days like those to spare.

It’s been a grand total of three days and they’ve been pretty good, or as good as school can get. Why, might you ask?

Well, my schedule, first of all, was, like, conjured by the gods. It fits so well. My first period is with this teacher who’s pretty chill as of now. Second period is meh but is one of the only classes I share with my best friend. Third is the dreaded, dreaded P.E. but I’ve made a friend there so at least I’ve got a friend there while I’m dying. Fourth is with one of the coolest teachers I’ve known. Serious. FIfth is art and it’s my haven since I’m a wannabe “artist.” Sixth is the only thing I’m any good at, math. And I’ve got a couple friends and the teacher is great (she literally makes the best notes ever and explains everything so well unlike the stereotypical math teacher) and’s nice.

So it’s like I’ve got no complaints.

Now, back to what the blog post is meant to be about.

I typically listen to really slow and meaningful music. Now, all most music is meaningful and is packed to the core with symbolism. I like music that isn’t just about people falling in love and all that, it gets bland to me, in a way, since I’m just a girl and I don’t really have the whole huge crush situation most girls my age have.

I’ll list some artists and songs that are A+ and just soooooooo amazing.

## Daughter

Their music is so peaceful and it’s great for when you’re walking home or waiting for the bus. I really like “Medicine.” It’s meaningful and it’s so beautiful. Her voice is like a lullaby. You can’t go wrong with Daughter.

Pretty good song guys. Click on it before it gets radio famous.

## “The Night We Met” by Lord Huron

This song got famous because of the popular Netflix series, Thirteen Reasons Why. It’s such a beautiful song and the lyrics amazing.

By the way, book recommendation: Thirteen Reasons Why. Clay’s emotions and feelings about Hannah are shared by us and it’s a book that’s written in a way that’ll make you cry like never before. It’s gut-wrenching, raw, and will pull at your heartstrings, I assure you.

## “My Eyes” by Lumineers

OKAY, LISTEN UP GANG. THIS IS MY BAND. I love them so freaking much, it’s not even a joke. Their music is, like the rest above, meaningful and the lyrics have a rhythm, a feel, they beat with your heart. You feel what the music wants you to feel. At least, I feel it. It moves you to pieces and it makes you question everything. It makes you feel so mushy inside.

I’d recommend just listening to their self-entitled album. If you like similar music, listen to that, but if you’re more into dramatic and storylines between songs, maybe try Cleopatra (album).

## Troye Sivan

This is another artist I love to bits. His music is so touching and it actually hits close to home since I identify as asexual and I have plenty of friends who are LGBTQ. Troye Sivan is gay and his songs show his struggle with coming to terms with it and the struggles LGBTQ people feel when trying to come out of the closet or questioning their sexuality and/or gender identity. They also have this great beat and are very exciting to hear even if it isn’t the typical music I listen to.

I’m also a person who stalks his videos of when he’d actually upload on Youtube because you know, he doesn’t upload anymore because he’s as famous as Beyoncé (not really, but I’d like to think that).

Okay, well, that’s all. Since it’s back to school, I’ll be able to go back on a weekly schedule of some sort. No one reads these, but I like consistency and I like the whole concept and idea of a blog so here I am. Anyways, bye and thanks and don’t forget to floss.

## What day is it again? -everyone

Hello, guys!

I had this blog post I was going to post the other day but then God must have thought it was stupid or something and put a helping hand.

Anyways, there was no post.

You: Thanks, Captain Obviousness.

But there is no post.

Sorry (not sorry). I’ve been out and about all this month which meant no post. By out and about, I obviously mean that I’ve been at home just sobbing and dreading going back to school.

Yup. I bet you it’s crossed all of our minds at some point this summer. School’s coming up and it’s just like why.

I’ve just been avoiding my responsibilities so much this summer. Like, I need a bit more time to get into reading and into math and the torturous P.E.

And I’ve been eating every 35 minutes just because I’m bored so by having one lunch and the “no food” (I mean, come on, we ALL sneak food in) policy certainly doesn’t help.

You know what? I bet I’ll cry or something because I’m missing the latest episode of The Loud House. Or because I’ve got to be in a room of 35 students and do work.

And then the drama! Don’t even get me started! Although I’m not involved, do you ever want to see some kids with a face like they’ve got some dragon dung under their nose whenever they see their ex or their “enemy” or people they “hate?”

NOOOO.

I’m just very, very, very, very exasperated at the fact that I’m going to school again. For the 12th (is that right? I went to kinder and two years of preschool so…?) year straight. Can you imagine?

And then it’s highschool so double whoopie! even though we all now that hell’s about to break loose.

Like, even my skin must know so because it’s so angry. It’s angrier than Mr. Trump (cuz I don’t want to ruin my prospects here) would’ve been if he lost the presidency or if he gets impeached (we can only wish at this point.)

Oh, and I’ve got the biggest crush on a guy I can’t carry a full-on conversation with. Triple whoopie-do!

It’s all going downhill, my friends. It’s all going *stifles yawn/sob* downhill.

And might I include I’ve been going to sleep at, like, 2 A.M. and waking up at 1 in the afternoon? Once school starts, I’ll be in serious trouble. Why? You can’t be sleeping during Math II because reasons.

What I’m going to miss the most is being so socially ignorant. Like, I have not gone on any social media. No, that’s a lie; I have gone on it but just not obsessively or the “just one more minute and twenty minutes pass” thing. So yeah, tomayto, tomahto.

Come on, ask me if my best friend’s still alive. What the heck do I know? I mean, I hope she’s alive because I love her so much and she’s rad but I have no clue.

Ask me if the Donald’s tweeted something else and which minority or cultural group has been offended or disrespected, I wouldn’t know.

Heck, ask me about wisdom teeth and how they do it and I’ll be like

Oh, wait. I actually do know about that. I even watched so many videos on YouTube about it that I literally could’ve run a mile and still be watching wisdom teeth being extracted and ground (is that the right word) and your gums being destroyed.

And we all know what a slow runner I am.

Oh, by the way, if any of you are feeling quite feverish or, even better, have a dentist appointment or wisdom tooth/teeth (?) extraction, please do by all means watch the following videos because I told you so.

Obviously unicorns pooping rainbows

Totally Drarry having a kid, hehe

Have fun sleeping tonight, Sherlocks.

Toodle-loo and till the next one. I’ll try (we all know what this means) posting more and better content. I have a posting schedule of some sort and make a YouTube channel or something so I can terrorize some other innocent children.

If anything of that sort does happen, you’ll be the first to know.

If I manage to talk to my crush, you will most certainly be the last person (is anyone here a potato?) to know because privacy things and all.

Thanks for hearing reading me ramble about stuff I have no clue on. Anyway, for real right now, toodle-loo and till next time.

UPDATE: BBF is alive and well.

Hello, fellow friends of the internet!
You may have noticed my very long break from posting. My condolences and I’m sorry for that. I’ve been in and out of places and my computer isn’t working very well. I haven’t been able to access WordPress or anything. Well, anyway, let’s get started.
By the way, I’ve just noticed most of my recent blog post are rants. Sorry (not sorry), my life is full of irritations and annoyances I just have to let it all out and say something. Nothing I can do about it.
Well, I can, but let’s admit it, I’m too lazy to.

This would be me if it weren’t for me having to go places and do stuff.
Okay, if there is one thing I hate, it’s hypocrites. Like, there is nothing that is as annoying as them.
Now, hypocrites, as defined by the lovely Siddownshaddap on Urban Dictionary, is “(1) A person who engages in the same behaviors he condemns others for. (2) A person who professes certain ideals, but fails to live up to them. (3) A person who holds other people to higher standards than he holds himself.”

Here’s the link if ya’ll want to go check it out.

It’s the top definition as of the twenty-seventh of June.
Okay, we’re all human and all that and we are going to end up on doing stuff like this, I realize that, but I simply hate those who continually say something and do the opposite.
For example, I know some people that are really into helping others boost their self-confidence and everything, right? Every highschool you go to, there’s got to be a girl or lad that’s into helping others and all that. Like, that’s cool. Then there are people who are like that, but behind people’s backs or plain in front of the person, are snobby little gits.

Okay, cool. You can preach on and on about whatever your mind tells you to, but not many people’ll actually listen to you if you do all that stuff. Seriously.
Some of you might be like, “You’re a foolish little ninth grader who hasn’t an ounce of logic or common sense” or “What the freak would you know about them?” or “Stop judging, you hater.”
Well, my response to you is that I just don’t like that they say something and do the other. It’s confusing and utterly perplexing from this point of view and for someone who doesn’t know much about the whole elaborate art of socializing and all that, it’s like telling me to make dinner with hardware tools.
Now, most of the girls in my grade are very savvy with words. No, seriously. Check their Instagram captions all you like, they are straight-up word wizards. They can say a scrabble of words and make it sound like a verbal or wordal or whatever version of Raphael’s School of Athens.

###### I still can not get the fact that Michelangelo just got roasted out of my freakin’ mind.

Maybe she’s born with it, maybe it’s just Google or GoodQuotes.comAnyways, they talk about how everyone is their own kind of beautiful. All sorts of things that make people nearly, but not nearly at the same time, cry. Phrases that sound so beautiful and sound like took eras to craft.

Anyways, they talk about how everyone is their own kind of beautiful. All sorts of things that make people nearly, but not nearly at the same time, cry. Phrases that sound so beautiful and sound like took eras to craft.
Here’s the thing that annoys me SO. FREAKING. MUCH.
At school, they’ll look at some girl different if she has acne or is a few pounds overweight.

They’ll start teasing and doing stuff they said they wouldn’t do or they hated.

And I’m just here like:

It’s annoying as crap. And most people say why I don’t talk with them and all that. Well, first of all, being someone who’s normally on the outside and quiet, you see a bit more about people. I’m really observant and being quiet, in my opinion, is better than all that.

Now I know that the world still has great people, I’m not ranting that the whole world is a back-stabbing, wannabe planet. All I’m saying is that there are certain people that really, really annoy me with what they do.

Anyways, back to that girl we were talking about. Everyone thinks by default she’s nice and all, just because she puts a whole bunch of stuff. It sucks. Now I don’t want to be mean or anything, but most people are blind.

# If you want to know what a man’s like, look at how he treats his inferiors.

-ALBUS DUMBLEDORE

###### Here’s a meme I found on the internet, bois.

Albus Dumbledore, the headmaster of Hogwarts during most of Harry’s education, said that quote. It was referring to how Lucius Malfoy treated Dobby and how people treat people deemed “inferior.”

If you want to know how a person is, check and see how they act in the worst of times. These times will most often that not reveal the cold truth about a person, or reveal hidden greatness and nobility.

Well, bye. I’ll catch you guys on the flip side. Peace.

PS. I really need to stop ranting. Help me, please. Donate some happiness and contentedness to the less fortunate.

Hullo, everyone! Today, we were coming home, as usual, but had to go on the bus than our usual walk because meh, we didn’t feel like walking and my brother “twisted” his ankle or something.

When the bus finally arrived, I had Heathers blaring in my head and thought, “Why don’t I do a parody of “Candy Store,” but instead of Heather”

PERSON 1:
Is it gonna be late again?
Another half-hour gone?
I’ve got to go,
somewhere at a certain time and place.
I’d normally wait till it comes,
And everyone else would too.
But It’s way too late
For this, mate.
Listen up, biotch!

PERSON 2 & 3:
I hate!

PERSON 1:
Wastin’ time
Especially in this clime

PERSON 2 & 3:
I hate!

PERSON 1:
Comin’ late
‘Cause you don’t seem as great

PERSON 2 & 3:
I hate!

PERSON 1:
Spendin’ dime
Being scared
Losing him

PERSON 1:
Buses who

PERSON 1-3:
Never seem to come on time!

BUS DRIVER:
But there was traffic

PERSON 1:
Oh, that’s a classic

PERSON 3:
But there’s no car in sight for miles

PERSON 2:
YEAH!

PERSON 1:
Or maybe if you’d stop texting*
Not get in so many arguments

PERSON 1-3:
Woah! Woah! Woah!
Honey, whatchu waitin’ for?
The buses need some more work
It’s time for you to prove
Buses are truly good.
And you better listen, all you city jerk.

*I haven’t seen them texting, but like they’re are drivers who text, there may be some bus drivers who are on the phone while driving. All of the bus drivers are super nice in my town, so it’s not a problem in here, but were a pretty small town, totally different than Oakland or San Francisco.
If it’s not apparent enough, I hate late buses. I only seem to use them to get to and from school and any time that can be used for writing on my blog or doing ¨homework¨ is precious time.
I’ve renounced buses. Like, I’ve only been walking than on the bus. The sad part is I’m actually going to college over the summer and as far as I know, you can’t walk the way there, so back to buses, I guess.
Buses are the one thing I do not have the patience for. Sure, I may be able to wait in lines, but buses are the only exception.
##### Okay, it’s getting a bit old now, but I had to.

Oh, and waiting in this heat? Don’t even get me started. Sitting in over 100° F temperatures and in plain sight of the sun really annoys me. The bus stops in my area have no benches or a little blue shade thing for us to wait. And when there are fancy little blue shade things (I don’t know what they’re called), they’re always vandalized, smell of smoke, and are so just enclosed and stuff and badly ventilated.

##### BREAKING NEWS: They are called bus shelters. Where they got shelter from, I have no idea.

Storytime: there was this guy who was “touching himself” according to police. In other words, he was masturbating. A couple of kids from the school I go to saw him and told the school’s cop. Him and a couple of others tried to arrest the guy, but you know, people don’t go away quietly.

It would’ve been quite a sight to see. A person running away from the cops. I feel bad for the guy and the cops for being involved in the whole situation. It was probably pretty awkward in the courtroom and everything.

Anyway, the cops tased the guy after he tried jumping over the fence and the story ends there. The guy had a previous criminal record.

There have been lots of fights around the bus stops too. Like, it gone to the point where someone’s been stabbed and ambulances and paramedics came.

Well, enough about buses. It’s summer and I may not be able to post as often since I share a computer with my family. Anyway, goodbye for now and I’ll catch you on the flipside. Peace.

## Dear seniors of 2017…

Dear seniors,

You guys graduate tomorrow. You’re done now. You’re going on to the next big adventure of your lives. You’re leaving us all.

When I first saw the ¨Get to Know a Senior¨ video, I cried. You’re leaving, finally. Leaving and we never really said thank you hard enough or as much to compensate for everything you did do. We wouldn’t be able to thank you enough for all you did, but we never did enough. All we did was complain about you or just ignore you. I feel that while we may not leave as powerful a footprint as you, we will maintain it as long as we can and make you guys proud. We promise.

You guys are going to leave such a strong legacy at the school. You are the first graduating class of our school and will probably be the best to ever graduate from here. There’s no lying there: you guys are such amazing people.

To those, I didn’t get to talk to or I was just too shy or too nervous: I’m sorry I didn’t get to talk to you and really enjoy the moments we had. Now, I realize that I should’ve done more and should’ve talked to you instead of being awkward and all that. Regardless, we can’t change that anymore, but I’m really sorry either way.

You, as an entire class, are such an inspiration. You guys are squad goals, friend goals, everything goals. You guys are the goal of all of us. You guys are the example and you set the bar pretty damn high, to be honest. How’d we get all the way up? The good thing is we have people like Kaylest and people like Raga who are obviously going to be big, like you guys, one day.

I’m aware that no seniors are going to see this, but I just needed to get it out. I can’t tell you in person, so might as well on my blog, amirite?

A few things before you go: please, please continue on being yourself. Please be the amazing people you are and work hard and in a smart manner in college or in the army or wherever the path I’ll take you. Make sure to always enjoy the time because while you guys were here, we didn’t really actually savor the moments we had and we didn’t think about how meaningful and important they’d be until they’re gone.

I was thinking about writing something longer, but I don’t know what else to say other than thank you so much and sorry. Oh, and of course good luck.

Sincerely,

Me

## The last few days

At first I wasn’t planning to write this, but then I thought I might as well.

We were on finals schedule both Thursday and Friday. Finals schedule in my school are two-hour classes, one day being even-numbered classes and the next being odd.

# Thursday

My first period on Thursday was math. Math isn’t bad; it’s literally the one thing I can do myself and not have to have a teacher teach me. It’s relatively easy and the teacher’s super nice. Plus, I get along with most of the people in that class quite fine, better than most of my other classes.

The thing is we had two performance tasks and it left me with a brain full of goop afterwards. I had a throb of a headache and my stomach hurt more than ever. It was bad.

Science was sort of a good period. My best friend was there and her other friend was there too, so it was pretty cool. We sit at a pair of tables but our little group of 3 ended up succeeding because of the other group’s view on one of us. Then, they ended up crossing our border and yeah, just trying to keep them out was a task. It was fun but so emotionally exhausting.

PE was a ride full of boredness. My friends were deep in conversation about Attack on Titans which I now secretly detest because of Nathaniel’s (my friend’s friend, I don’t know if I should call him my friend too since I only talk to him once a day and he hates me) summaries of it. I hate it with such a passion, it’s not a joke.

This kid also came and started saying my friends’ names and about them sitting in a tree. I shot back, saying that there was no tree under him. He pointed out a tree and I said it was so far and that my point was still valid. He then started singing it again, but now instead of my friends’ names, he said mine and acne.

That really annoyed me. Why? Because I heard my brother and his eighth-grade friend talking about girls and them being flat-chested and then some other things. They were saying how that’s more attractive or some weird thing about it.

Then I heard my brother call this girl ugly. In front of her.

I’ve never seen any guy do anything like that. But I haven’t been close and talked to a boy at that extent. And it upsets me that a 13-year-old boy is thinking like that and saying stuff like that.

It sucks. It really does. Like, we did nothing to the boy and then he comes to bother my friends when he knows it annoys the living crap out of them when they’re shipped. I don’t care about the acne thing, but apparently, he does.

I don’t care though, so meh.

Moving on to everyone’s favorite day of the week (except restaurant workers)…

# Friday

##### Sorry, I had to. Kill me now.

Friday I had Elective, History, and English. In our elective, my friend and I just talked about stuff and people and that was fun. We have this project we’re doing that I’ll post directions to do because it is pretty neat, just a bit challenging.

We worked on our finals in history. We just have to do projects, but they suck. I’ve dedicated 24+ hours on my history final and it’s still not done. It was due on Friday, too.

English was sad. We took the MAP test which is a test you take (or are supposed to) 3 times during the year: when you first start school, before New Years’, and before the end of the school year. Last time I got around 253-5. This time I got 246. I dropped by a lot. I had improved from the beginning of the year to winter, but then dropped all the progress I made.

I also had to stay after school to finish the Math performance tasks. This part was fun. Epically. I was around people I was comfortable with and doing things I love. Yes, the PT was tough, but in the end, we finished it and had a good time. I also feel we got closer as a squad. I’ve been sitting with the same crew in that class and, like, 60% of them are leaving the school.

# Saturday

On Saturday, I had to wake up early to walk to the Police Roadeo. I said I was going to go and I went. Thing is I just hopped in with them and when we went to the booth, the other people were surprised I was there because I hadn’t told them I was there. It’s a bit confusing.

Anyway, a parent of one of the kids then said there’s another person there.

Wrong. There was two.

That is if you count the bee.

There was a bee chilling on my leg. It was just there. Sitting. I told them and someone gave me this Hi-chews wrapper that I used to scoop it up, but it was a simple task turned complicated. The bee ended up crawling under my leg and just sitting where my butt would’ve been. I had to squat until I finally got it on the wrapper. I just threw it out afterwards.

I felt bad, but then the bee was gone, so there wasn’t much of a reason to.

The day went on just like any other day.

Oh, I slept like a log after the whole endeavor because I woke up really early (to me) on a Saturday and Saturdays were, like, specifically made for sleeping in till 5 pm, so change for me there. It’s also finals week and although we don’t have tests like the high schoolers, we have projects that are so, so time-consuming, it’s not a joke. Finals week literally means sleepless week.

Anyways, bye for now. I’ll be posting over the next few days after I finish all this late work. Toodles and I’ll catch you on the flipside. Peace.