Hi, I am Roanna.

I hate MATH and MATH hates me too.

We've been hating each other since my freshmen year in high school. We used to be friends when i was a little girl but i don't know what happened. Now he is killing me big time like i did something really really horrible to him. I tried to think of reasons but i could not think of something that would give justice to what he is doing to me right now. So i guess, just like all the others, he got fed up with my hissy attitude. And now he is owning and schooling me big time. Well sure he did have some reasons to feel that way, i mean i took him for granted because i fell in love with English during that time and i started ignoring him. Quickly, i started unlearning every bit of him, every trace, every corner. I was too damn busy to even notice that he was slowly running away from me. And too damn stupid to figure out that he was plotting a revenge on me.

So i was with ENGLISH for a long time. We did have a very neat relationship. He does not demand too much and i don't either. We were both happy with what each of us can give to each other. Even the simpliest and tiniest things. You see, i have a very disorganized mind and therefore i am disorganized in almost everything. Even that way i treated him. I don't follow his rules well, i was bad in sentence organization, pretty careless in punctuations and average in grammar. The only thing i think i was very consistent from the beginning was my spelling. I even won several competitions that made him really proud. The thing that made my relationship with English very good was the fact that though i aint perfect and i don't treat him very well in some aspects, he does not complain. Maybe it was also the fact that i would not mind if he does complain, i would not change anyway. I'm happy with what he's giving me though sometimes he does not look very well too, due also to my said deformities. But we're happy in a lot of ways. With Math, i was very sad. I did not like how we turned out to be. It just could not work. He demands too much, more than what i can do and give. I tried very hard but it just cannot seem to work to the point that i lost total interest in him and he subsequently walked away from me.

Right now, i am trying my very best to win him back again. He rejected me twice already but i won't give up. I cannot. I need him so bad in this life. I am starting to learn him again, every trace and corner, hoping to gain back the beauty that we once had during my pre-teen years. It is definitely hard. But i am making progress especially with the help of some really good friends. Hopefully he'll accept me again, maybe not as close as before but i would not mind a simple hello every day. It would definitely make my life a bit bearable.