This is one my favorites. I had to make it big because there’s a lot going on here. On one hand, you have some random math problems, written in lighter pencil. Then, in darker pencil, I’ve scribbled a couple of lyrics to Huey Lewis’s “Bad Is Bad,” a song I don’t recall loving, but I must have liked it enough to have it in my head and transcribed in my notebook. That first line is supposed to be “went down to see my cousin,” but it’s a little messy. That’s what happens when a school ignores the needs of a left-handed writer. As a left-hander, I didn’t much appreciate all the right-handed desks. Sometimes, bad is bad.