There are lovers triangles, the Bermuda triangle. A triangle has 3 angles & 3 sides that are not always equal, but always there. A triangle can represent closure or the lack thereof, a constant cycle.
i hate triangles, and geometry all the angles, and the headaches… i much prefer the square, and the simple formula that comes with…
i HATE love triangles…
a2+b2=c2
math. I hate math Im not gooda t math at all and it sucks! it also makes me thing of a three some and love triangles…ummm……..other shapes…squares circles rhomous..oo sonny with a chance…monkey monkey underpants
That instrument they always seemed to give the most incompetent child in school to play during music class. “Here Kelly, you can play the tri-an-gle! Just ting…ting on every 4th beat, can you do that? Faaanntastic.”
Triangles. Something you should avoid if you are 3D modelling. Two of them make a quadrilateral. Something love tends to come in. Something in Bermuda. Something that makes a sound.
Triangles make me think of math, and I quit math in high school. At the time it made sense – I was good at math, but I pretty much hated it. It doesn’t make much sense now. I’m in a major that I’m pretty much terrible at, and a minor that I am even more useless in.
MY ELEMENTARY SCHOOL! Oh wow. I haven’t thought of that place in such a long time. Triangle Elementary. Ah, the memories. Miss Ray, Miss Blendinger (turned Mrs. Fitzgerald shortly after), Miss Meyers, Mrs. Grimaldi… Damn. I think I liked the teachers better than kids my age. Definitely liked them better.
There once was a very angular, three-sided son of bitch named Chester. And Chester, my friends, was a triangle of the worst sorts. He had a lady for every corner and a man for every side. When Chester walked the streets, all around would say, “That man may be a triangle, but he’s more man than even the mightiest hexagon.”
There are lovers triangles, the Bermuda triangle. A triangle has 3 angles & 3 sides that are not always equal, but always there. A triangle can represent closure or the lack thereof, a constant cycle.
connection of 3
i hate triangles, and geometry all the angles, and the headaches… i much prefer the square, and the simple formula that comes with…
i HATE love triangles…
and the headache that comes with THAT.
Triangles are three-sided polygons whose angular sum is 180 degrees. They are also the strongest architectural shape.
Reminiscent of the pyramid, associated with power. equal on all side, has a high point.
We sat in a triangle. The three of us hand in hand as we promised to keep our friendship forever.
I haven’t talked to you in 3 years.
a2+b2=c2
math. I hate math Im not gooda t math at all and it sucks! it also makes me thing of a three some and love triangles…ummm……..other shapes…squares circles rhomous..oo sonny with a chance…monkey monkey underpants
That instrument they always seemed to give the most incompetent child in school to play during music class. “Here Kelly, you can play the tri-an-gle! Just ting…ting on every 4th beat, can you do that? Faaanntastic.”
“The formula of finding an area of a triangle is … 1/2 times base times height . ” our mathematics teacher , Ms Lu said .
Triangles. Something you should avoid if you are 3D modelling. Two of them make a quadrilateral. Something love tends to come in. Something in Bermuda. Something that makes a sound.
Triangles make me think of math, and I quit math in high school. At the time it made sense – I was good at math, but I pretty much hated it. It doesn’t make much sense now. I’m in a major that I’m pretty much terrible at, and a minor that I am even more useless in.
All along I could have just been good at math.
Fucking math.
soh cah toa…. enough said
MY ELEMENTARY SCHOOL! Oh wow. I haven’t thought of that place in such a long time. Triangle Elementary. Ah, the memories. Miss Ray, Miss Blendinger (turned Mrs. Fitzgerald shortly after), Miss Meyers, Mrs. Grimaldi… Damn. I think I liked the teachers better than kids my age. Definitely liked them better.
three sides, holistic, geometry, big, small, makes kite shapes when you put two together.
There once was a very angular, three-sided son of bitch named Chester. And Chester, my friends, was a triangle of the worst sorts. He had a lady for every corner and a man for every side. When Chester walked the streets, all around would say, “That man may be a triangle, but he’s more man than even the mightiest hexagon.”
triangle is a shape. it has 3 sides. a ship sail is triangular. i don’t really know what else to write about triangles.