All I need now is Ms. Lu (Loo?) [I can't even remember our blasted teacher's name because I blocked out all of that trauma long ago] threatening to fail me while wailing at me to find the "P-unction"...

I do realize that this is the second time in the span of a few weeks that I have quoted G but she, like me, has been subjected to math hell over her summer break. She is done. I am not. My final is on Wednesday and I am crossing my fingers and hoping that I won't have a breakdown and dissolve into tears (or start laughing uncontrollably) during the exam. If I pass this class, then I will be done with upper-division math...! (:D) If not, then I just frittered away $500+, dropped my GPA like a stone, and will have to endure some other form of upper-division math hell sometime next year.

When I was just entering my senior year, the college counselor told me that I shouldn't major in anything that had to do with science or math. Perhaps he was right?

Eh. Wish me luck.