# math-lesson

My talent: having a mental breakdown and crying attacks in the school
—  but hey I’m trying

Sorry not sorry to all my teachers. 🤗

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Some sketches of Danny and Vlad (with hair down, srsly dude.)

## The Importance of Pi

I didn’t see this anywhere else, so here’s my favorite math lesson by Harold Finch. Happy #PiDay!

Ugh… math lesson was more boring than usual today, so this happened.

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When you get a question right during a math lesson

Math lessons
• Sebastian: Let's say Edward has 70 top hats and he decides to give--
• Ciel: Wait, why would Edward have that many hats?
• Edward, passing by with a barrel full of top hats: Mind your own business, Phantomhive!
Nobody ever figures out what life is all about, and it doesn’t matter. Explore the world. Nearly everything is really interesting if you go into it deeply enough.
—  Richard Feynman.

I used to be a store manager at the StopofGames, and you would not Believe the number of people who don’t understand, “50% more when you trade your games”. I’ve had actual conversations consisting of me giving a math lesson like this:
Customer: “it’s 50% extra this game should be worth \$44.”
Me: “ your game is worth \$22, so 50% of \$22 is \$11. So your game is worth \$33.”
C: “No it should be \$44.”
😅🔫

Amazing lesson, teach.

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Y/N:“I think I almost get it. Maybe I need another example.”
N:“It’s actually very simple. For example there may be a lot of smart, cute girls, beautiful girls, girls with a good personality but it’s very rare that all these are combined in a girl. That’s why I’m very lucky to know you because the chances are zero for me to meet another girl like you.”

• [Adrien and Marinette are in a maths lesson]
• Marinette: Maths is so boring, I die a little inside every time I'm forced to do it.
• Adrien: Well, I guess you could say maths is a Sin.
• Marinette: ...
• Marinette: You're Chat aren't you
♡ Forbidden Fruit ♡ Prologue

Chapters: 1 / 2 /

Character: Jaebum x You

Genre: School!AU, TeacherxStudent

Summary: School never seemed to interest you, that us until a new handsome guy takes over your history lessons

Length: 710 words

A/N: I’m not super happy with this, but it is only an introduction to the story so please stick around for the next chapter ^^

23/11/2016 | 40/100 days of productivity

Today I’ve gone to college, had a piano lesson, done maths homework and a past paper and run with the dog.

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23/100 days of productivity

26.03.17 my lighting is bleh, but quite proud of my sketch on this weeks brown and gold spread ft. my attempt at lettering

Today: did practice maths questions, finished chemistry notes, had a maths lesson, finish up my scrapbook gift, and do chemistry practice questions.

ALSO I watched Beauty and the Beast and HOLy SHIT  IT WAS SO GOOD <3

Could you imagine if Harry was dating an American and they decided to bake together and she gets all confused since the measurements are different in America since they don't do the metric system and he has to like sit her down and give her a math lesson before they can bake. I would love to have Harry as my math teacher.

“Listen, that’s too much flour for a batch of cupcakes. They’ll be so bleedin’ dry, yeh’ll have to wash them down with gallons of water.”

“I don’t know how much to put in, do I? British wanker,” she’d mutter beneath her breath, looking down at the mixing bowl in front of her as she drags her fingers through the powder.

“What did yeh just call me, love? Hmm? A British wanker, yeah? S’that what I am to you?” And he’d just chuckle and smirk and stick his finger into his own cake mixture, holding it up at eye level and examining it to see if it was enough mixture before pushing it to her cheek and dragging it down to your jaw, “s’that make me an even bigger British wanker? Yeah?”

“Harry!”

He’d laugh heavily, hunching over and holding his side as she wipes her palm down her cheek and removes the sticky mixture coating her skin, frowning heavily as she wipes it on his t-shirt and smirks as it leaves a stain on the white material.

“You’re too horrible to me, Harry. Why does the British metric system have to be different to the American system? That’s what confuses me.”

“Time for a maths lesson, yeah?”

“Math.”

“What?”

“American soil, Harry. You’re in America. You say Math not Maths. Come on now.”

“American wanker,” he’d tease back, a chuckle escaping his mouth as she spins around and gasps in fake shock, a smile on his lips as he brings his face closer to hers and presses them against the slither of skin at her jawline that was still slightly covered in cake mix, “you taste good.” xx