As Greek philosopher TheOdd1sOut once said, "either you're good at math and bad at reading, or you're weird." Well, apparently nearly everyone else is weird.
Like, I learned to read by myself at age 3, but English was always more painful. In math it was always just drilling this one new concept (which I usually figured out before the teacher explained it, until reaching calculus), while in English it was always "read thirty pages of this shitty overdramatic book and analyze the fuck out of it." But whenever the topic of "worst class" is brought up, it's ALWAYS math. Elementary and middle school weren't complete torture and I got mostly B's in middle school (no letter grades in elementary), but high school was AWFUL.
Like around October-November of 10th grade, Chemistry made us do basic addition to figure out compatible ionic bonds, math was just simplifying and expanding polynomials as well as going over the trig already done in 8th and 9th grade, and English made you read like 20-30 pages of Macbeth EVERY NIGHT, write a 2-3 paragraph response regarding some character's motive or the seating arrangement or whatever, then discuss it in a group the next day while you have absolutely no fucking idea what to say because you didn't actually read all that shit and BS'd the response (which you failed), but of course everyone ELSE made sure to thoroughly read it. Then those people who actually had all the time to do that shit complain about how hard it is to do literal kindergarten math to figure out which ions form bonds with each other. I was ALWAYS at the D+/C- cutoff in high school English classes.
Fucking differential equations as a 6-week summer course was WAY easier than 9th grade English. Fuck essays. The hardest proofs I've encountered in upper-level math classes are at MOST as hard as the typical daily high school English reading response.
Like, I learned to read by myself at age 3, but English was always more painful. In math it was always just drilling this one new concept (which I usually figured out before the teacher explained it, until reaching calculus), while in English it was always "read thirty pages of this shitty overdramatic book and analyze the fuck out of it." But whenever the topic of "worst class" is brought up, it's ALWAYS math. Elementary and middle school weren't complete torture and I got mostly B's in middle school (no letter grades in elementary), but high school was AWFUL.
Like around October-November of 10th grade, Chemistry made us do basic addition to figure out compatible ionic bonds, math was just simplifying and expanding polynomials as well as going over the trig already done in 8th and 9th grade, and English made you read like 20-30 pages of Macbeth EVERY NIGHT, write a 2-3 paragraph response regarding some character's motive or the seating arrangement or whatever, then discuss it in a group the next day while you have absolutely no fucking idea what to say because you didn't actually read all that shit and BS'd the response (which you failed), but of course everyone ELSE made sure to thoroughly read it. Then those people who actually had all the time to do that shit complain about how hard it is to do literal kindergarten math to figure out which ions form bonds with each other. I was ALWAYS at the D+/C- cutoff in high school English classes.
Fucking differential equations as a 6-week summer course was WAY easier than 9th grade English. Fuck essays. The hardest proofs I've encountered in upper-level math classes are at MOST as hard as the typical daily high school English reading response.
