I've always been aware of my hate for math. Now, I think I just hate it more. Or maybe I'm just annoyed at the fact that it's at 8am with a scatterbrained grad student that always says "There's and easier way to do this, but you won't learn it til calculus". I've been out of elementary school for 10 years now and you know what I've finally managed to master? LONG DIVISION. I guess my brain just didn't function on basic little numbers being divided since I could easily multiply them in my head and get the answer 300 times faster and then get penalized for not showing my work. I guess all I needed was polynomials....
Programming is still pretty easy as of late. On Friday I had to take a test. Sat down with it at around 12.50pm and finished just shy of 1pm. Professor gives me a look of "wtf" and I just frolic off into the weekend, well, not really, but you get the picture.
This quarter is just zooming by and I'm pretty much ready for summer, my birthday, 4th of July and all around just being able to go home. I thought about summer classes, but I think my time would be best spent getting a hold of a full time job that I can carry over into the next school year. Not to mention I need to figure out what the hell I'm going to do about my living situation.
I've thought a lot about getting back into the habit of writing more often. Lately it's just an idea that's been unable to stick and I find it a bit frustrating. Maybe I've just been lacking some motivation. I know I have things to say, feelings to express, but for the time being they're just wanting to stay right where they are.
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