Listen, Stats.

Melissa: I would actually rather shove forks in my eyes than do this stats class right now.

Hillary: Seriously, like, let's be clear here – not into that at all.

Melissa: I am legitimately soooo done with it – SO DONE.

Hillary: I don't even know how you're doing it right now. I refuuuuse to have math be any part of my life right now.

Melissa: I don't even know. I just, don't. I can't do it. I am actually a giant moron when it comes to math. I get to a point where I think I'm fine and then BAM – NOPE. Fail. Big ole 18% on an assignment.

Hillary: Nooo, you didn't?!

Melissa: I couldn't finish it!! My stupid internet kept cutting out on me, I don't understand what the hell a residual plot is, and I have seven other assignments due! I CAN'T HANDLE THIS SHIT!

Hillary: Girl, I know. Beeeen there. I got you. But in the big scheme of things – one assignment? Not even a big deal.

Melissa: Seriously though.. it is worth a miniscule zero point two five percent of the course and my sanity is worth far more than that.

Hillary: And the safety of your eyes slash ability to see I'd say.