Why Math Is Really Just A Big Joke

So yeah, math class. I mean, come on, it's just numbers and stuff, right? But my teacher insists it's about solving real-world problems. Like how am I supposed to apply quadratic equations when all I want is a cheeseburger? Every time we do an exam, I'm convinced they're just testing if I can read their minds or something because the questions are never actually about what we learned. And then there’s that kid, Jake, who always raises his hand and gets everything right. He probably has some secret math superpower or is just really into it for no reason at all. Like why would you spend your time on this stuff when you could be planning a prank? Or maybe I’m the one with the superpower, pranking. Who needs calculus when you can create the ultimate distraction in class? Math may be about numbers, but my life is about being bored and trying not to fall asleep. Oh well, back to doodling triangles that will never add up.