I secretly divide by zero.
Well, another day has passed and I haven't used algebra once.
Math is a drama queen. It can't seriously have that many problems.
Dear Math, Please grow up and solve your own problems. I'm tired of solving them for you.
Dear Math, I am sick and tired of finding your "x". Just accept the fact that she is gone. Move on, dude!
Love is like a flower. If you don't take care, it will die!
Monday is like a math problem. Add the irritation, subtract the sleep, multiply the problems, divide the happiness.