Some days I feel like my sole purpose on this earth is to warn everyone NOT to be a math major. by my total lack of sleep, the way homework is rushed once, twice, thrice a week in an all-night long fashion while everyone else in my house gets to meet the man in the moon.
why would anyone give themselves the grief but for love?
i can see the pitiful look in their eyes: sorry you’re up late again, sorry my major is so undemanding, etc.

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