on the bathroom floor

My dad wants to bring my mom to watch Elton John. Money fly away! Ha. If only he were this willing to sponsor me.

Counting money...math. I know I'm not feeling well when I blink and my eyelids are burning. I was praying to all the gods that I wouldn't get the same fever I felt during the previous math test.

And I did. Therefore I conclude...

MATH is the cause of my fever. ["omg!"]

I purposely ate an extra vitamin C tablet in the morning to make sure I wouldn't feel sick during the test. [I even tried meditating in the car] [Didn't work]

And as soon as I started, I got the burn and my throat was parched. I had to keep getting my water bottle and I think I collectively wasted 1 minute drinking water.

They should have math-test-therapy classes...

And I also remember the experiment my dad told me about. [Told some friends about it...it seems lame but it's true]

Some people were asked to do a series of math sums while the others had to select from pictures of babies, the cutest, sweetest etc, and then they were given 5 bucks and asked to donate some to charity.

It was shown that in the experiment, the people who were told to do the math questions became more calculative than those who did the other test of selecting the cutest babies there were, as most of the people who did the math donated less to the charity organization.

[Will this little sum actually affect anything? How much will really be used? ]

Overdoes of math makes us calculative people.

Kinda sad.