I Hate It

I wish my hand wasn't broken. It's a hassle. I can't do things that I love to do. It sucks. Everything takes twice as long to do. My writing looks like that of a first grader. People have to help me put stuff in my backpack and zip it up for me. Typing sucks too.

This binomial theorem proof can go to hell. I can't get equations in word because I don't have the disc anymore to install it. Then I downloaded this other thing, but it is also crap. It's not like I know how to do the f-ing problem anyway.

My guitar lesson was supposed to be tonight...

I wish my hand wasn't broken.