or when it flows out from your heart and your eyes.
factor 216x^3-343y^3.
it seemed easy enough, seemed like i could just return to it later, since it didn't make sense to me the first time i read it.
so i went back and checked every other polynomial division and equation for errors, and they all led me back to that final question, the one with a blank space under it.
try one ended up without factoring, but it didn't make sense.
after i summoned the teacher, he said i should end up with multiplication in the answer.
i stared at it for a while, but the numbers just didn't compute. the calculator in my brain flashed "error" over and over again.
no sense could be made of it. tears leaked from my eyes. that didn't make sense, either.
i tried convincing myself that it was just one question, that it would be fine.
but still, tears leaked.
smart girls don't cry, they get perfect scores and the frustrated grunts of their peers.
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Non-Fictionthoughts from the smart girl. //the journal of wren// //highest rank #2 in non fiction// //all names of real people interacted with here are altered from their original versions for privacy's sake//
