my ♥ and everything in it

i don’t know who else has to suffer under the unmerciful hand of wiley plus, but, as a bio major, i must feel its harsh slap everyday. every. day. i don’t think you understand how frustrating it is. you think it’s all fun and games when you get the first question right until you get the second one wrong. then you say “oh they must’ve just put a randomly hard one in there. i guess i’ll reset it.” so you do and you go further than you did last until you hit another speed bump. you think you could survive that one and push forward. you push and push until you get a question that you’re a littly iffy about. should you risk wasting your last chance or should you skip it and get back to it later. for those daring few, you risk your last chance. you cover the eyes – if not the page itself – to see which color comes up. one of two. the one that tells you that you got extremely lucky or the other one. the other one that tells you that you’re hella dumb for taking that chance and you need to reset. this i’ve faced many a time. COUNTLESS TIMES. so much so that i just HAD to blog about this lame ass program. if it had feelings i would break them immediately and throw down. simmer down? i tried. i listened to frou frou / imogen heap. it just doesn’t work out. this wiley discourages me from trying in chemistry (the devil’s subject with wiley being its advocate). i had to stop, sit down, and eat an orange to calm myself down. ridonkulous. despite all this, i suppose i will just give up and try tomorrow’s. sigh. wiley plus. the one thing more difficult than boys. and if wiley were a boy, i’d run away. FAST. but first, i’d nutt him. teehee.

i want to crack down on the code.