Math Dictates My Procrastination

Hello World,

Haven't you found it surprising how if, you get an A+, your grade goes up only by 1.5%, but if you for some mystic reason you end up with an F, your grade drops to a 36% F?
Well I have, and I developed a proof that states such a case isn't possible.

Assume that the least number of grade items is two, since any more will simply make you divide by a greater number and provide for a less realistic range to ponder on.

Eq 1: (A+#)/2=#+1.5, A >= 90, # = number of first grade item

Eq 2: (F+#)/2=F', F & F' < 60

Eq 1': (90+#)/2=#+1.5
90+#=2#+3
87=#

Eq 2: (60+#)/2<60
60+#<120
#<60


From these two equations you can see # has to be a number equal to 87 but also less than 60. Since such a number does not exist, I would be very surprise to be in a situation where an A bumps me up 1.5% but a F brings me down to a 36% or event a 59.99% F.Therefore, my point is this. Should your story by of a person in a dilemma with the above scenario coming into question, don't worry. Continue to slack off because there's no way you can possible get an F in that class.

Best wishes,

-JBF

"Afterwinter"

Pollen breeze come here.
Now to hold your breath in fear,
an allergy pill—

-JBF

With No Handle Bars

When I was a high school senior, sitting in my chair and not paying much attention to the fat man speaking in front of the class, a particular set of lyrics were on repeat inside my head. Believe it or not, these words were a major theme in me deciding to become an engineering undergrad. It was motivation that was given to me. In this case, it came in the form of a particular phrase, from a particular song, said in a particular way.

I still remember going up to Winter during lunch period and stating the words, "I don’t fear the math anymore." Thank you Flobots.

---

It's free form. Definitely freeform..

You were all,
we were all,
we never existed,
A familiar far-flunged fascination..

A fading memory,
a vague experience,
a stone dropped on water with an impact yet,
the winkles slowly disappear.

Now, the most ideal state for you, me, us,
now a moment of tasteful pleasantries,
now an ideal ingenious idiocracy you've created!

Now,
despair.

You disappeared into a game I chose not to play,
I kid not.


"I wrote this during the winter of 2009. I've found myself in similar scenarios since. Harmonic disappointment.."
-JBF