Daily Prompt: Land of Confusion

It’s time for another daily prompt! The Daily post asks: Which subject in school did you find impossible to master? Did math give you hives? Did English make you scream? Do tell!

Oh, I’m telling. I didn’t like Math. Math and I were natural enemies. Although, not yet proven, I’m positive I started agonizing about it since the womb. There was a bit of a tension break during Grade 1, but that was probably because I was trying to fit in (skipped Kindergarten). Afterwards, Math showed me no mercy, this was the type of subject that would touch your opened wounds, and laugh until you cried in despair. Grade 2 was the year I knew for sure there was a hell; there had to be, Math pushed my brain through the most torturous methods, fractions. Yes, I was good at them, but I honestly refused to complete the work. I remember staying after school and doing the homework I failed to do (such a Math rebel). My teacher was a great person for allowing me to do that, otherwise I would’ve failed the subject (she probably smelled my immaturity). I sat on the desk while my teacher graded papers, and everytime she looked, I would meet her with a big smile. Inside, I was fuming and plotting my escape; through the window, digging a tunnel, crawling under the desks. In the end, I decided to finish the work.

I loved every other subject, but Math was the enemy that wouldn’t die. I even contemplated the idea of dressing up as Math one Halloween. I dreamed of being able to summon magical powers and make it disappear, but then I was told I would always need to use it, so what the heck, I gave it another try. Big mistake. Math became more challenging and a true school pestilence. Middle school were the years I curled up in a ball during class trying not to go into a psychotic outbreak. Grade 9 was the year I tried to get the work done and out of the way, and that was only because my Math teacher was gorgeous; here’s a Math lesson for you, teen+ridiculously good looking teacher = oh yes, you’d do anything to get praised by Mr. Cutie Pie. However, even Sir Striking McGorgeous couldn’t save me from the evil Math. We had to do more complicated equations and I just broke apart. I got a C+ on my quiz and Mr. Guapo (that’s spanish for ‘handsome’) told me he was disappointed. That was it. Math did it. Math crushed my daydreams. Okay, fine, it was MY fault, but I still want to blame Math for it, so do not ruin my moment :p.

I do not know how I survived the rest of High School Math. I think I just went into a trance every time I entered the classroom, or I somehow managed to Astral-project during classes. Perhaps, I was kidnapped by aliens and they finished my classwork for me. I think at one point, I transformed my Geometry shapes into little monsters. I do not know. But, I have to say that it did help me get awards in Information Technology, so there’s a positive note. 

Luckily, I didn’t have to be a master of Math in college (computers did most of the work), so there isn’t much to say about those years. But before those years, Math was an allergic reaction I had no medication for. I am extremely thankful I enjoyed all of my other classes, and I think that balanced my war with Math. Today, Math and I have reached an agreement to be acquaintances. It only comes when I need it to. Will it last? 

 

❤ ❤ ❤ Love, Ellie ❤ ❤ ❤

 

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Short Story: Laura’s Closet Part Four

After this, there are two more parts :). You can read the beginning using the links below:

Laura’s Closet – Part One

Laura’s Closet – Part Two

Laura’s Closet – Part Three

 

Laura’s Closet- Part Four

Afterwards, they called it a night. Alliese and Sonia slept in, but Laura was awake first thing in the morning; she didn’t sleep well. The commotion of it all became a reality to her, and she put her mind into making good use of her new gift. The idea was to have the blog up by the beginning of the following week. “It could be done,” she thought. She figured they would use one of Alliese’s past web design templates.

“Monday: 5-10mm of rain, 12 C

Tuesday:  Sunny, 17 C

Wednesday: Cloudy, 10 C

Thursday:  Heavy rainfall warning, 11 C

Friday: Sunny, 15 C”

She verified her predictions in her head, and didn’t realize Alliese and Sonia were awake. Alliese thought of scaring her – as usual- but Sonia suggested they didn’t; it was time to get serious and work on their project. But, Alliese didn’t have her USB drive with her, so she had to return to her place to grab it. Meanwhile, Sonia helped Laura with the editing and fashion ideas. They went back and forth on whether they should do men’s outfits, as well. They eventually agreed to wait for the respond.

The outfit for Monday was picked; light grey boots, black tight jeans, a dark red long sleeve v-neck top, a purple raincoat, and grey umbrella. Of course, they had to wait for Alliese to come back, to give her input on all the decisions. She took a bit longer than usual, but they didn’t think anything was wrong. Alliese was taking longer than usual, but only because she stopped by her favourite coffee shop. She knew the manager and asked if they could post an ad for their upcoming blog – obviously, she didn’t go into detail. She agreed and told her to bring it to her anytime during the week. She went back to Laura’s place and told her the good news. Laura and Sonia shared the ideas they came up with, to which Alliese approved.

The ad was placed, and the blog was up. The first week went by, then the second, and before they knew it, it was the end of the month. They had finished it with fantastic hits and a chance to have an interview with their local news. Laura was a bit overwhelmed by all; throughout the month she had been feeling dread, sorrow, happiness, all at the same time. But, Alliese and Sonia assured her it was going to be okay. Laura wasn’t too sure, though. She thought she’d have her inner feelings sorted out already, but she still felt the same emptiness. What was she going to do?

“You can’t shut down the blog, Laura! We just started it!” Alliese yelled.

“Look, we have an interview. Let’s do it, and then we’ll see how you feel about it,” Sonia suggested.

“I don’t know. We may have gone a bit too far. I mean, it’s great we’re helping other women out there, but this was supposed to help me battle my own inner war.” Laura said.

Sonia asked what if Laura was to give them her predictions for the following week, and they would do all the work for her. All she would have to do was sit and relax. Alliese wasn’t sure of it, but then she saw Laura’s expression, as if she were considering it. “One week. If I can’t sort this out, we’re shutting down.” Laura firmly said.

Alliese and Sonia agreed to work on the blog at Alliese’s place. But, unbeknown to Laura, they decided to organize a fashion show downtown. “Don’t give me that look. When Laura sees all the support, she’ll come out of it. I’m sure.” Alliese told Sonia.  Even though Sonia didn’t feel right about it, she still went along. “Alliese just wants what’s best for her, right?” She thought to herself.

Laura had been home for a week now, feeling discontent. She wrote, read, cooked, and tried to keep busy. She did everything she could to try to find the answer she long hoped for.  She paced around until her feet became sore. “Maybe a bath will help,” she said. She went into her room to grab her things, but she saw a bright figure standing by the window. “My dear, what’s happening?” Elena said. Laura was shocked to see Elena. “Why did you abandon me?” She asked. Elena smiled and said, “I haven’t. I just wanted you to find out the truth by yourself”.

Laura could not have possibly known what ‘truth’ she was referring to. Why couldn’t she simply tell her why she gave her the gift, why she let her start the blog, why she felt this way? Of course, she was not God, but she certainly knew what was happening, and the boulder she carried on her back the whole month. “I’m done with this weather power. I haven’t done anything with it. I don’t know what I’m supposed to do with it, anyway. Take it!” She said using a bitter tone.

-End of Part Four-