I'm pretty proud to say I'm lousy at math. Maybe it pales in comparison to other high school subjects because I can't buy a $5 machine that reads French for me.
Well, a gathering is brie, mellow song stylings; shindig, dip, less mellow song stylings, perhaps a large amount of malt beverage, and hootenanny, well, it's chock full of hoot, just a little bit of nanny.
Oz ,'Beneath You'
Natter 40: The Nice One
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
bon bon - Nov 29, 2005 10:49:37 am PST #7759 of 10006
It's five thousand for kissing, ten thousand for snuggling... End of list.
§ ita § - Nov 29, 2005 10:51:08 am PST #7760 of 10006
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
Barriers to a subway to the beach in LA may be coming down.
I'm not proud to say I'm bad at anything. It's just a thing. Not pride-making.
Calli - Nov 29, 2005 10:52:38 am PST #7761 of 10006
I must obey the inscrutable exhortations of my soul—Calvin and Hobbs
I'm kind of sad that my mathiness petered out after freshman calculus. It's sort of like there was a line in my head that read, "This is the sum total of math this person can handle." I re-took calc. just to see if I could move past it--no go, C's both times. Disappointing.
Ginger - Nov 29, 2005 10:58:41 am PST #7762 of 10006
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda
I was fine in math until second semester calculus. Somewhere around square roots, my head exploded.
tommyrot - Nov 29, 2005 11:01:16 am PST #7763 of 10006
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
I totally kicked ass at every math class I took. Which was a bunch of classes beyond third semester calc.
tommyrot - Nov 29, 2005 11:17:21 am PST #7764 of 10006
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
sarameg - Nov 29, 2005 11:19:06 am PST #7765 of 10006
Huh. So it sounds like I was freaking lucky to get out of Chicago last night. It's all windy and overcast and spitty outside.
I was fine in math until I had a theory class. Give me a practical problem and I could figure it out (until thermo) but theory? Brain don't do that. It's kind of odd.
I need to call my brother. Kind of dreading this. OTOH, I can't talk much still (voice got worse- sure it was all the plane air) so I'll just be a good listener.
bon bon - Nov 29, 2005 11:23:02 am PST #7766 of 10006
It's five thousand for kissing, ten thousand for snuggling... End of list.
I liked the problem-solving aspect of algebra; that was very satisfying. But once you get to conceptual math like calculus, I was pretty lost. Bob and I have an ongoing joke about my calculation kryptonite-- I'm probably not as much proud as amused and completely unembarassed by it.
erikaj - Nov 29, 2005 11:28:01 am PST #7767 of 10006
Always Anti-fascist!
I can't do math but I'm suitably embarrassed and traumatized...would that make him feel better? But I think I know what he means: that attitude that's like 'Eh, foreign films..." Or "Poetry...who can follow all that symbolism stuff?" Not that the same people are all always saying all these things, but those are things I've heard people be sort of "proud-ignorant" about.
libkitty - Nov 29, 2005 11:29:07 am PST #7768 of 10006
Embrace the idea that we are the leaders we've been looking for. Grace Lee Boggs
I was great in math until I took geometry from the hockey coach. I had 102% in freshman algebra. I read somewhere that it's common for girls to do well in math until that point, but the geometry teacher was truly amazingly awful, so I tend to blame him.