Post by You probably can't touch this. on Aug 31, 2004 17:59:23 GMT -8
Yes, Dex. I'm back to capitalizing. It's called a phase....
Anyhow, I thought it would be a good idea to post tips to each other in how to survive college courses. For today, I will discuss the infamous "m" word..... yes, mathematics!
Some of you, including myself, have come to loath high school algebra, calulus, etc. We did whatever we could to avoid taking any of this horrible classes. Unfortunately, your current school has put a college level math class into your core curriculum! What can we do? How will we barely graduate again? Fortunately, the answer came to me during my Astronomy class while my Professor was going on about Astronomical Units or something. And I will tell you what that answer was!
In an attempt to make myself more interested in calculating how many light years is this thing away from that thing over there, I've adopted the practice of giving my math human characteristics.
Basically, I'm assuring myself that my math is "badass." My math could kick the living crap out of anybody else's math in my class. My math is the kind of math that would have your back in a street fight while keepin' the cops in their place. After class, my math would pull up to me in a new Ford Mustang with two hot chicks in back and say , "you're one bad motherf*cker." My math is so badass that we could either make you a pizza or break your arm and you couldn't tell before hand. My parents tell me to stop hanging around with my math because he's "a bad influence." In responce, my math threw his cigarette butt down at a trail of gasoline that led to the local Shell station. The resulting explosion was the epitome of badass. With my math on my side, no damn astrological questions would get me down. My math would just show it a few things it learned in Vietnam and prison. Yes, my math is just that badass.
Anyhow, I thought it would be a good idea to post tips to each other in how to survive college courses. For today, I will discuss the infamous "m" word..... yes, mathematics!
Some of you, including myself, have come to loath high school algebra, calulus, etc. We did whatever we could to avoid taking any of this horrible classes. Unfortunately, your current school has put a college level math class into your core curriculum! What can we do? How will we barely graduate again? Fortunately, the answer came to me during my Astronomy class while my Professor was going on about Astronomical Units or something. And I will tell you what that answer was!
In an attempt to make myself more interested in calculating how many light years is this thing away from that thing over there, I've adopted the practice of giving my math human characteristics.
Basically, I'm assuring myself that my math is "badass." My math could kick the living crap out of anybody else's math in my class. My math is the kind of math that would have your back in a street fight while keepin' the cops in their place. After class, my math would pull up to me in a new Ford Mustang with two hot chicks in back and say , "you're one bad motherf*cker." My math is so badass that we could either make you a pizza or break your arm and you couldn't tell before hand. My parents tell me to stop hanging around with my math because he's "a bad influence." In responce, my math threw his cigarette butt down at a trail of gasoline that led to the local Shell station. The resulting explosion was the epitome of badass. With my math on my side, no damn astrological questions would get me down. My math would just show it a few things it learned in Vietnam and prison. Yes, my math is just that badass.
