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Calculus AB & Me

 My relationship with math has always been a turbulent one full of chicken scratch notes, bad assessments, and sometimes (most of the time) some kind of redemption arc. This year has been no different, it's been heightened honestly, with everything that's going on. Last night I spent five (5) hours studying for a test that I had today and it was annoying, and frustrating, and honestly kind of exhausting. But the test wasn't.So. 





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