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whining and stuff
I'm feeling better today. Not 100%, but better than yesterday, and it definitely didn't turn into the Flu of Death I feared it would. I'll be back at work/class tomorrow. Joy.
Tonight I was a good girl and did about 6 sections of math. This hopefully leaves me without an overwhelming amount left to do by Thursday.
I hate this math class (Geometry). The fact that I have to take it makes me feel like an idiot. The fact that I'm taking it with a bunch of 8th graders makes me feel even more like an idiot.
Sensibly, I tell myself that it's just a review or a glitch in the placement tests. Since I took it and did ok in high school, and I'm having no problems this time around, it doesn't indicate anything about my math ability that I have to take it.
My irrational brain tells me that I'm stupid, that I should have got through Calculus II (as they predicted in 8th grade) rather than Trigonometry in High School, that I should have done better on my math standardized tests... And having to take this idiotic class just reinforces all that.
And then next semester I'm taking Intermediate Algebra... for the 4th time!
On the bright side, this should give me a very strong grounding in Algebra, which I wouldn't have had if I'd gone straight to the higher level math.
Lately, practically all my interactions with people leave me feeling like an uneducated hick. Perhaps I just need to find stupider people to hang around with.
But I should probably stop dwelling on that, huh?
The strangest thing is that my mom's boyfriend actually seems to be the most accepting of anyone I know of where I'm at right now. Perhaps because he's only known me a short time, and doesn't have any preconcieved ideas about what I should be doing. It also sounds like his kids may be underachievers (or, to be politically correct, differently achieving individuals, too.
A friend of mine told me tonight that he got an STD test, and that if he finds out he has an incurable disease, he's probably going to kill himself. He said it in the same way he says other things he's trying to pass off as a joke, but is serious about. And I can see where he's coming from if, by incurable disease, he means AIDS. Beyond the whole death thing, it would also mean he's likely given it to his boyfriend, and that's just another mess entirely...
Of course, it could easily end up that he has nothing, or nothing incurable, anyways. He didn't mention that anything specific made him want to get tested besides unsafe sexual practices.
So now we both get to sit around and worry for the next ten days, until he gets the results.
Tonight I was a good girl and did about 6 sections of math. This hopefully leaves me without an overwhelming amount left to do by Thursday.
I hate this math class (Geometry). The fact that I have to take it makes me feel like an idiot. The fact that I'm taking it with a bunch of 8th graders makes me feel even more like an idiot.
Sensibly, I tell myself that it's just a review or a glitch in the placement tests. Since I took it and did ok in high school, and I'm having no problems this time around, it doesn't indicate anything about my math ability that I have to take it.
My irrational brain tells me that I'm stupid, that I should have got through Calculus II (as they predicted in 8th grade) rather than Trigonometry in High School, that I should have done better on my math standardized tests... And having to take this idiotic class just reinforces all that.
And then next semester I'm taking Intermediate Algebra... for the 4th time!
On the bright side, this should give me a very strong grounding in Algebra, which I wouldn't have had if I'd gone straight to the higher level math.
Lately, practically all my interactions with people leave me feeling like an uneducated hick. Perhaps I just need to find stupider people to hang around with.
But I should probably stop dwelling on that, huh?
The strangest thing is that my mom's boyfriend actually seems to be the most accepting of anyone I know of where I'm at right now. Perhaps because he's only known me a short time, and doesn't have any preconcieved ideas about what I should be doing. It also sounds like his kids may be underachievers (or, to be politically correct, differently achieving individuals, too.
A friend of mine told me tonight that he got an STD test, and that if he finds out he has an incurable disease, he's probably going to kill himself. He said it in the same way he says other things he's trying to pass off as a joke, but is serious about. And I can see where he's coming from if, by incurable disease, he means AIDS. Beyond the whole death thing, it would also mean he's likely given it to his boyfriend, and that's just another mess entirely...
Of course, it could easily end up that he has nothing, or nothing incurable, anyways. He didn't mention that anything specific made him want to get tested besides unsafe sexual practices.
So now we both get to sit around and worry for the next ten days, until he gets the results.