Making Fine Messes

Ⓐ Hey. I'm Brooke, a queer insurrectionary anarchist-feminist with a BA in comparative literature. DFTBA!

My mental health blog, where I document my struggles and triumphs with major depressive disorder and generalized anaxiety disorder, the therapy, the medications.

Math and the Real Reason I Do Well in School

I just pre-ordered John Green’s The Fault in Our Stars with some of my scholarship money. And I’m scheduled to get it only a little over a week after my birthday, so that kind of makes it a birthday present. To myself. From my university. Except more from myself because I got the scholarship for academic excellence.

Basically, by the associative property (I think, it’s been about five or six years since I had to do algebra):

I work hard and do well in school = I get a scholarship

I get a scholarship = I have the extra money to pre-order The Fault in Our Stars by John Green

I pre-order TFIOS = I get a new John Green book

therefore, I work hard and do well in school = I get a new John Green book

I think this has always been the underlying motivation for my academic success. All those A’s were for you, John Green, you and your words.

[now please excuse me while I NaNo out for the next three hours]