Text Books Novels & Stories

I mumbled under my breath, closed the book I was reading, and went on to search for my economics notes, and textbook, hoping I’ll be able to concentrate. But, no matter how I read and flipped through the pages of my textbook, her image kept messing with my vision and mental health. “Remember, he’s going to teach her business mathematics, and inside the mathematics is calculus. Why don’t you read through your business mathematics to gain some knowledge so you can teach her?” I reached out for my business mathematics textbook to read through. I think I’ll stick to this idea of reading. I took out my calculator and began to work on some exercises.

We were in Leo’s old room, and I was looking around, although the place was dust-free it was obvious that nothing had been changed or moved around. There were a lot of books on the shelves, and most were gibberish to me. Programming, analytics, and all that boring stuff. "You really were a geek weren’t you…" I mused, crouching down as I took out one of the books, only to see so many notes that my head began hurting. Damn. Whoever said you can’t get a headache from just staring at a textbook, was lying; you really can! I shoved the book back and scrunched my nose in disdain, making him raise his eyebrow.

Reap lets us go we talk about those while going to pick up our textbooks. The textbooks, different from my old ones in middle school aren't large and bulky, and I can keep some of them. I guess I have some support from the government and I have them to myself. I can recall that along with these and the ones in my room at the dorms, it'll be important to keep them clean and safe.

) This is another way of saying each textbook firms does not have to lug tons of books every school in the area, instead they lug the books to one neutral spot, offer booze, and the teachers come to them. You may be aware that competitors don't usually like to congregate for easy comparison, they usually want to confuse you with selective facts. But textbooks are not like clothing or autos. The thing was, the objective is to sell their pricey NEW textbooks, so their primary competition isn't another textbook company but rather their own OLD textbooks which the faculty knew and liked and would never change if they had a choice. (Okay, some books like Tax have to change every year. But those a

I wanted to ignore him but I just couldn't as curiosity had the better of me; I wanted to know why he looked so shocked. "Don't you have textbooks?" I blurted out. "I have some on my phone but not all. I can borrow some from my friends. Besides, I don't like reading textbooks. I prefer materials. They are shorter and summarized. Straight to the point!" "Well, I prefer textbooks. They are more detailed and comprehensive." "That doesn't justify you buying all the textbooks. Why do we have friends or the library? I see it as a waste of money to buy all textbooks recommended to you."

I waste no time finding a seat in my most preferred spot, far behind the shelf of books in a concealed and quiet corner, and open up my text book. Five seconds in and I re-read the first line to understand better. Ten seconds in and I’m not grasping anything. A few more seconds and I give up, admitting to myself that I cannot focus. Not to sound like a nerd but reading textbooks is one of the few things that could easily distract my mind when stressed out and now, it’s not working. Just kill me right now. I groan, dropping my head onto the pages. Now, what am I going to do?

She laughed until a passing librarian shushed her with a finger to her lips. *** I unloaded all of my borrowed economics books on my bed and heaved a sigh. This was a lot more than I'd planned to bring, but they had all looked helpful and I couldn't choose. Maybe I should have waited for Ken like he had suggested, but I wanted to do at least this much on my own. I was so engrossed in examining the books that I didn't notice Evan walking into my bedroom. "Those aren't good for beginners. Except maybe that one." He approached my right and picked up a blue textbook, hefting it in one hand. "But this edition changed a lot of things. The third edition has all the diagrams, and that's what most pe

“No way. Pretty boy like you I’m sure you cracked your first nut at what, twelve?” I pick up one of the textbooks I purchased this afternoon as exhibit #1. It’s about 4” thick with tissue-thin pages. “The Great Speeches of Ancient Greece by Thucydides” is scrawled across the spine, in Greek. Pushing my wire-thin glasses up the bridge of my nose in emphasis I say “Nerd. Remember.”

“Business plans blah blah...Argh!, I would probably doze off at the second page and that has like 400 pages?!” “I’m the one reading it and not you. Why are you complaining?” “Tsk! You are so boring, you should get something more interesting to read not this boring book” He looked at me amusedly and moved closer to me making me rest my back at the shelf. “You are getting books for your exam? Are the books in any way fun to read?” “No, because they are textbooks and textbooks are naturally boring” “So...?” He looked at me questionably. “You aren’t attending any school anymore. No exams to worry about. Why do you even need to read books? This kind for that matter” I scoffed.

That’s why we consider him as an introvert. When we reached the second floor, textbooks are in front of us that caught Gio’s attention. “Oh, STEM textbooks!” He said and went in its direction. He gets the open copy and examines the contents. “I might need this,” He said and he checked the price. “Oh shit. It’s expensive. You’ll be going to use it for just a year” He added that makes me laugh. I was staring and observing his face while he’s looking for textbooks. His face looks innocent. It’s like an angelic face.