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Posted: Wed Apr 28, 2010 9:02 pm
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Sydney hunched over her math textbook. She stared at it silently, the red-orange strands of her hair obscuring her face from view. Her notebook parked on one half of the notebook she incessantly tapped the eraser end of her pencil against the binder paper. Eyes were glued to the numbers that ran across the pages of her book, attempting to piece together all the formulas and explanations laid out before her.
Another few seconds of silence and keeping her gaze glued to the book before letting out a frustrated groan and tearing away her eyes, numbers beginning to jumble her vision. “God dammit. Math has got to be my worst subject, or something. Or maybe this chapter is just screwing me up,” she whined as she leaned back in her chair. Craning her neck to look at her study buddy with pleading eyes, Sydney inquired, “Help me with these permutations?”
She pushed herself forward and scooted the chair to face Lilliana. “I am utterly clueless with today’s homework. I need helppppp!” Sydney declared and hopped onto the other girl’s bed, materials in her hands. She crossed her legs, playfully swinging her body back and forth as she eagerly waited for her friend’s assistance. “Why you like studying, I shall never know!” she later added with a roll of her eyes.
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Posted: Thu Apr 29, 2010 6:32 am
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Lily laughed lightly, before getting gathering her supply and plopping down on her bed. She immediately went about straightening the cover around the two girl, but looked up at Sydney's statement forgetting it for the moment.
"I like studying, yes, that is true. However, it is because I want good grades and college options. Math isn't my strong suit either, you know that Sydney."
She leaned over and looked over the other girls book noticing that she was just a bit behind her. "Oh that one, she said pointing. That ones not to bad. At least they did not use letter like," she pointed to one further down the page, "this one."
She looked down to her own notes and gave a smile. "It's asking how many ways you can pick three scarves from a draw, right? It wants the equation, yes?"
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Posted: Sun May 02, 2010 5:19 pm
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Sydney rolled her eyes. “Oh Liliana, what a studious student you are!” she proclaimed, dramatically throwing her head off to the side and straightening her back, placing her hand over her heart. “My parents can only pray that I’ll be half as industrious as you.”
Grinning, she sighed and lazily stretched her arms, gently leaning back until she collapsed against an array of pillows. She draped herself over the bed, or as much as she could. Even if Sydney crammed her head against the bedpost, her legs still hung over the edge, being too tall and scrawny for her own good. “Math may not be your best subject, but I do believe that you’re better at it than I. It’s so difficult for me to maintain this B-average of mine,” she pointed, shooting back up into a sitting position.
She glanced over to the problem that Lily was pointing to and shuddered, the sensation of icy water running down her back. “Egads. I’m not going to look forward to doing that problem,” Sydney muttered, hugging herself.
Reluctantly getting back to business, she nodded her head and scooted closer to the smaller girl. “Yes, and yes,” she answered, “But how do we get the equation?”
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Posted: Sat Oct 23, 2010 6:37 pm
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"Sydney," she laughed lightly, "I am sure your parents are quite happy with your grades. I mean there are students in the class who are failing. Neither of us, will be doing any such thing."
Lily smiled and lay her book down beside Sydney, in favor of a her spiral and a mechanical pencil. "Look her," she said writing down the a 3.
"You have three scarves in a draw and you want to pull them all out. So you want to pick three thing, three way."
She made a few more notes and pointed to them, "The formula for the permutation to take three different things three at a time is 3(superscript)P3(subscript)."
She wrote a few more numbers out and grinned pointing at each one. "That means you have to multiply three time two time one because you can pick the first scarf three way, the second two way and the last one way. Just multiply them together and you have your answer. Six."
Lily handed over her notebook to Sydney to look at what she had written.
Quote: 12. 3 scarves, 3 at a time 3P3 = 3 * 2 * 1 3P3 = 6 * 1 3P3 = 6
"Does that make sense," she asked softly hoping she explained it well, before looking to the two questions that were left.
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Posted: Fri Nov 05, 2010 11:07 pm
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Sydney stubbornly huffed. “I guess, but my parents want me to get uber high grades!” She raised her arms and tensely curled her fingers, irritated and poised to choke the nearest thing—which happened to be a smiling teddy bear. It was a rather comical site, a tall, gangly teacher strangling her stuffed animal out of petty frustration. Luckily, she quickly cooled down and decided to lie flat on the bed instead of sitting cross legged while hunched over her book.
Propping her elbows, she cupped her face with her hands while dully staring at the numbers and scribbles that Lily made on the worksheet. “Yeah, okay.” She absentmindedly nodded her head along to the other girl’s explanation. However, once she asked Sydney if she had understood the explanation she paused her nodding to stare at the math.
“Oh. OH. OOOOH! Yeah, yeah I do,” she affirmed after a brief pause, magically conjuring a pencil (that had been not-so-secretly hidden by her textbook) so that she could hastily scribble in the answer as well as work on the next problem. “Awesome. I think I can do these next few problems then.”
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Posted: Mon Nov 08, 2010 9:02 am
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Posted: Thu Nov 11, 2010 2:29 pm
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“Ooooh. How incredibly perceptive of you,” Sydney replied, partly joking and partly impressed with the observation. She had always told herself that maintaining a B average was perfectly fine, but then why would she be constantly fussing over her homework whenever she worked on it? Perhaps she cared more about academics than she thought.
Frowning, she pushed the idea back into the recesses of her mind. Sydney could ponder that later, right now was time to finish her math! She basked in the relaxing silence as her mind calculated and formulated. It was always so much easier to work with no sound, huh? She noted, though remained a firm lover of noises and music and shouts.
Hastily scribbling the answer on the last math problem, she slapped down her pencil and pushed herself up. “Okay! I think we can call done, yes? I’m sure I can work on the other subjects later,” declared the redhead, clearly fed up with working on school for so long. Her brain was about to break.
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Posted: Thu Nov 11, 2010 5:13 pm
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Posted: Fri Nov 12, 2010 4:59 pm
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