I Hate this class

Today on the way home from school I saw a blind man walk into the corner of the wall. He was moving his little ball on a stick thing back and forth in front of him but I guess he turned faster than it did and didn't realise where the wall was. It looked painful.


It's about as painful as working on math questions for 12 hours and not really seeming to make any progress on finding the answers. That's what my current math class, The Art and Craft of Problem Solving seems to be all about. I find I can either solve the problem quickly or not at all. Sometimes...rarely can I solve the question after working on it for hours on end. I figure I have to try.

I have a little notebook I take with me to work on some problems on the bus because I find I don't have enough time to find the answers even though I have no other classes (I work the weekdays I don't have class). Today in the math lounge up at Burnaby campus some people were telling me how they had made as little progress as me. That was good to hear....except that they first looked at the problems the night before.

I also found out I'm the only non-math major taking the class. One girl who dropped the class after the first lecture heard me say that I hate the class. She said, "Well, why are you a math major, then?" and was surprised to hear I wasn't.

I just want the term to end ASAP. Thank god the marking scheme is good.