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Quote of the Week: 9/27-10/1

Okay, look. I know the week isn't over. In fact, it's just getting started, but I heard some funny ass shit yesterday and I thought it deserved it's own post.

Kareem and Antonio are bright students at my school. I've written posts about them here and here. They passed their Geometry Regents Exam last June. My school doesn't offer mathematics beyond Geometry yet, so they're enrolled in Algebra 2 at another school in the same building during first period.

During one of my free periods yesterday, they both strolled in as they needed a space to study for a make up test. Antonio took over my SMART Board (note: this image is not of Antonio and Kareem, although that would be quite funny). He began putting up some Algebra 2 practice problems. Then he put up more problems. And then he put up even more problems:
"Kareem, focus. Let's this synthetic division problem. What happens to the x?"
Kareem grabbed his head; he was not happy with this situation:
"Antonio, stop. I need some time to let it sink. My brain hurts.Arrggh! God dammit! This is why I can't be an engineer. Too much fucking math. I can't do this for fun!"
In response, Antonio looks down at the ground and shaking his head. Kareem turns to me:
"Come on! Mista, don't lie. Don't it hurt your brain sometimes to think so much?"
Too funny... keep it up, boys.
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