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It was very embarassing, the more so because I know that my maths are bad, but I've been working most of my life to improve them and I just don't seem able to do so. I tried for years to learn the times tables and they never stuck in my head, I have some habits, I suppose, in maths that I cannot overcome. For instance, when I'm counting on my fingers, only if I use all five fingers on one hand and my first two fingers on the other does that mean "seven" to me, any other combination does not. I blame it on not learning to count until I was eight, four years behind normal people, and trying to catch up with my yeargroup in a hurry, while taking their normal maths classes alongside my remedial ones.
But enough of that, the good news is that I understood, pretty much, our class on quantum physics, which was not so exciting as I was hoping. Plus we don't have to hand in our assignment until next week as that lecturer is away so I didn't have to admit I had not done it. And the class were nice, even through my rather public shaming, and promptly all said they were bad at arithmetic too, even though they aren't. Wonder what was wrong with the woman today, she seemed to get her knife into me and some others even though she's normally nice to everyone.
I've just spent a ridiculous amount on batteries because I couldn't face the bus journey home without any music.
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