Functions in math need to shrivel up and incinerate. I hate them, I stink at them, and Josh, I would ask for your help with this, but I am sort of a visual learner, so if you explained it to me on the phone it would mean close to nothing. Thanks for your offers anywho, I really appreciate them. In addition to the math homework from Hell, I had an orthodontics appointment, which i thoroughly enjoy, sans the plastic taste in my mouth afterwards, and the sounds of metal scraping metal. Those parts I could live without, however, I was excited all day for my appointment. I know, what kind of sick, twisted, freak actually waits for their teeth to be unbearably pained? Me. End of story. I am back to wearing rubber bands, in order to move my jaw the last few millimeters forwards it needs to be, in order to be a fantastic, non-overbitten smile. I'm off to hibernate for the next nine hours or so. Cheers.
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