Math has forever been a huge enemy of mine. No matter how hard I try, I cannot seem to beat it. There are a few concepts I have never been able to understandand.
- Imaginary numbers - if imaginary numbers are, in fact, imaginary then they simply do not exist and there is no point in learning to use them because I live in real life where I only use real things.
- Proofs - When taking geometry my teacher informed me that I was going to be expected to prove that a triangle is a triangle. This man was not blind, so why in the heck would I prove it to him in mathematical nonsense when all he had to do was look at the freaking paper and prove to himself that the triangle is a blasted triangle. I proudly declare that I receive a 6% on that test. Why? Because the only thing I proved to my teacher was that I could write my name at the top of the paper. He seemed to think it was worth six points. How generous of the Irishman; love ya Flaherty.
- Math literally hates me. I took the ACT four, yes FOUR, times to improve just my math score. I improved every score BUT my math score.
- I hate math. I wish I were better at it and could do it four hours because life would be a WHOLE lot easier. But here's my dilemma. Every single one of my math teachers/professors has said that I will never use most of the math I wasted hours learning ever again, unless by some miracle, I teach math for a living - WHICH I WILL NEVER DO. So I can't bring myself to study a math concept that I will never use again. Instead, I will read my novel about women in Afghanistan during revolution.
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| If you can follow this and know what is happening then go hit your head against the wall because I don't like you and neither does your math professor. |
Christine
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