One Million Tiny Things

Why don't you see me

Dear Isa,
Here is your geometry homework for this week. I just noticed that I hadn't written the reason for the answer in one question. In case Mr Fielder asks, the question h) was done by proving that a tangent at the end of the circle made 90 degrees with the radius of the circle, thus making triangle PQR into an isosceles triangle. Angles in a triangle make 180, and this gives 124 degrees as the answer to angle Q.

Who am I kidding? You probably didn't understand a word of that. I've been trying to tutor you in Geometry all year long. But when was the last time you showed up to class? Never.

All our "tutoring" lead to was me doing your homework so that you could pass through the class. But, Isa, after an year of doing my best to help you, do you even know my name?

I heard you talking with Aaron. You referred to me as "Geometry dude" and wept as to how I was "like the most annoying guy" you've ever met. Like seriously, I feel so flattered. I hope your minus IQ understands sarcasm.

If you're wondering why I'm addressing this letter to you, it's to tell you I'm done. Done with helping you. Done with being around you. Just done with even seeing you ever again. I don't even know for a fact if you can read, maybe you flunked that class too. If so, I'll carry around a large board with 'I'm done' written on it with red.

Not kidding.

Moving on, you'll have to find some new sucker to do your homework, now that I'm gone. It probably won't be much of a challenge for you since all you have to do is pucker your lips and guys fall at your feet.

I mean, I did, didn't I?

I worshipped the ground you walked on and when you came to me for help, it was like a dream come true. I envisioned you and I becoming friends someday and maybe something more. And you did nothing to dash my hopes or have you forgotten that kiss behind the courtyard?

But other than when you had nobody else to speak to, when was the last time you looked me in the eye and said thank you when I show up each morning with your geometry papers? When was the last time you spoke to me like a friend?

My friends thought I was insane to help you out. Everybody in this school knows the stories about you. I never thought it fair to make assumptions about someone without knowing their side of the story. But a year spent in your presence was all it took to convince me that you really are a snake.

It's like you live life as if your a player in a chess game. And all of us are your pieces. You think you can control our every move and make us do anything you want. For God's sake Isa, please understand that you aren't some grand high queen and we aren't your subjects.

It's a shame. You could have really used my help. Maybe you would have actually passed this grade. Here's to you trying to figure out Geometry or you know taking the shortcut by finding a replacement for me.

Best of luck,
Chester