Hmm.
I'm feeling a little introspective. Imagine that. No, really...I'm not sure where I stand with some of my friends. Maybe we were all just a little spazzy today for some reason, but things felt all...out of whack in the prop room. I don't know. It could just be my ever-present paranoia. It probably is.
I think my self-confidence is being built up brick by brick (read: Lego). After being instructed one on one by assorted various wonderful people, I seem to be starting to understand math. It's strange, though. It takes me an extremely long time to memorize concepts and formulas, and it takes me even longer to get them to where I can actually do the problems without looking at anything. I also can't look at an example and make any sense of it. I have to write the steps fully out in sentence form. It's just strange. Chemistry, etc. is the same thing. On the flip side, I feel like an odds-on racehorse in a starting gate when we sit in Wilson's class and have a class analysis/poem discussion. Or an essay. Or a paper. I'm all over it. I don't think there is any literary work I can't grasp if I have a minute to check it out. I'm referring specifically to an e.e. cummings poem I'd never seen before, too. If you know me, you know that that sort of writing style completely puts me off, but I can pick it all to pieces. It's interesting how people are so different. It's a great thing though. I realize my shortcomings. Besides, if everyone was like me, who would be there to help me with my math? It would just be a bunch of English/history nerds running around looking for math/science help.
I think my self-confidence is being built up brick by brick (read: Lego). After being instructed one on one by assorted various wonderful people, I seem to be starting to understand math. It's strange, though. It takes me an extremely long time to memorize concepts and formulas, and it takes me even longer to get them to where I can actually do the problems without looking at anything. I also can't look at an example and make any sense of it. I have to write the steps fully out in sentence form. It's just strange. Chemistry, etc. is the same thing. On the flip side, I feel like an odds-on racehorse in a starting gate when we sit in Wilson's class and have a class analysis/poem discussion. Or an essay. Or a paper. I'm all over it. I don't think there is any literary work I can't grasp if I have a minute to check it out. I'm referring specifically to an e.e. cummings poem I'd never seen before, too. If you know me, you know that that sort of writing style completely puts me off, but I can pick it all to pieces. It's interesting how people are so different. It's a great thing though. I realize my shortcomings. Besides, if everyone was like me, who would be there to help me with my math? It would just be a bunch of English/history nerds running around looking for math/science help.