Nov. 19th, 2008
I understand that the world has laws. Infallible rules of reality that do not fail us, no matter how we may forget or deny them. I understand that math is considered one of those infallible laws.
I'd love to love math. I'd love to be able to grasp the impeccable logic of it and revel in its sense and power. I'd love to wake up each morning, not just knowing but understanding that the universe around me functions because of math. That sounds vaguely god-like to me.
But when I have to make shit up as I go while solving quadratic graphing questions, having my implemented grasp of the concept actually work, and STILL not understand what the fuck I'm doing, its really hard to remember that math is a timeless, omniscient principle that should be treated with respect. That just makes me feel like punting my $70 math book at my professor's dumb head.
I'm gonna go cast magic missile at something.
And no, don't try to explain it to me, I hate that even more.
I'd love to love math. I'd love to be able to grasp the impeccable logic of it and revel in its sense and power. I'd love to wake up each morning, not just knowing but understanding that the universe around me functions because of math. That sounds vaguely god-like to me.
But when I have to make shit up as I go while solving quadratic graphing questions, having my implemented grasp of the concept actually work, and STILL not understand what the fuck I'm doing, its really hard to remember that math is a timeless, omniscient principle that should be treated with respect. That just makes me feel like punting my $70 math book at my professor's dumb head.
I'm gonna go cast magic missile at something.
And no, don't try to explain it to me, I hate that even more.