Days as long as this, are now a common occurrence. Such days are hard to avoid and hard to manage. They just don’t seem to end, maybe it is so because I was up for a major part of it, but Hey, Math isn’t exactly my best buddy, though we go way back, we never really got along.
Things started to get messed up when fractions came in, and after years when I FINALLY got used to those halves and one fourths, they brought in the alphabet, The x’s and the y’s, with their squares and cubes. I never really got the logic, where would I use them and most importantly Why would I use them?
Today during the Math exam, 40 minutes into the paper I had nothing to do. My paper was over and I most of the sheets in my supplement were bare. There was nothing to do, While the Alphas and the Betas smirked at me, I looked around at the people who were busy scribbling things, with their eyebrows scrunched up and the concentration dripping from their ears, all I could do was frown at the Alphas and the Betas. I was wondering, “what on the fecking hell were they writing? How do they know what does this mean? ; What about everything I had studied, Where is all of that? ”
I don’t get the concept of calculus, Of Calculus and Of Studying Calculus. why would anyone be interested how to find the area occupied by a godforsaken, I don’t care; It’s not saving the planet, the trees, the animals; it’s not making anyone happy or reducing air pollution; So why?
I’m so sick of Mathematics. I love finite math, I figured it out. I’ve the same relationship with math that I have with himself. I really want to figure it out, and I really try to figure it out, but No avail.
Himself is as annoying and as screwed up as calculus, Both are demanding and then demand to be left alone. Having himself sitting in the examination hall,, with my math paper in front of me was enough to give me a brain haemmorhage.
bleh. It just isn’t fair, the amount of effort and patience I put into the two of them but it still amounts to nothing. I still can’t figure out infinite math and Himself isn’t coming for for another infinite years.
Maybe I should give up on both, It’s high time I give up on himself, knowing in my heart of heart he isn’t coming back, Him being his adamant self and not needing me, but Math I can’t afford to give up on Finals before I get into the college of my choice, but the rate at which I’m going I don’t think I’ll go to a college where Math is a requirement.