So I was bored in Math class, who hasn't been?
There were 140 tiles on the ceiling. That was, of course, if you didn’t count those cut out for lights and speaker phones, or rounded out just right to make room for the imposing walls.
She thought for a moment, reread the sentences and then placed her pen down in exasperation. Those were great words to start a story. So why was no story coming yo mind? It wasn’t like high school. No, in high school she could sit down and write and it would go somewhere. Character development would happen, she would at least know who was counting the ceiling tiles. The counter of the ceiling tiles would probably be very bored, in fact, anyone would need to be bored to bother counting ceiling tiles. The room would take shape, a description of walls and floors, doors, carpeting, perhaps enlightening the reader into the place to which these ceiling tiles belonged. But no, all she could muster were the words to say there were a lot of ceiling tiles. She picked up her pen and tried again.
There were 140 tiles on the ceiling. That was, of course if you didn’t count those cut out for lights and speaker phones or rounded out just right to make room for the imposing walls. If you actually took into consideration all the ceiling cut outs (10 lights, 6 speaker phones -half a tile to remain from those, 2 air vents-also half a tile, and almost 7 full tiles removed for the strange wall squared off at the front end) you would be left with 119 ceiling tiles, accented with sprinklers (in case of fire), a projector and funny little circles with plastic mesh keeping all the technical stuff in.
She stopped again. Who in their right mind writes a story about ceiling tiles? The entire idea of it was just strange. Finding the extraordinary in the ordinary perhaps, or just extreme boredom. More likely to the be latter. She had no interest in what was being taught, and thus found the ceiling that much more interesting, but really, was this to be some top seller? On account (no pun intended) of ceiling tiles? It seemed silly. She placed her pen down and watched as the professor drew out a graph on the front board. Linear graphs, oh what a joy, she thought.
The concept of the linear graph wasn’t nearly as difficult as everyone seemed to think it was. Steps were simple. Solve for ‘x’ letting ‘y’ equal zero. Solve for ‘y’ letting ‘x’ equal zero. Plunk the coordinates you get from the answer on the graph and draw a line through them. The slope is either positive or negative based on whether the line goes up or down.
It was more fun than taking down a math note... Hope it was enjoyable.