Every so often I read all of this rubbish that I write about a course [it's the main reason that I keep a blog]. Usually only before I write a course review, but sometimes at other times. And today I did so. What did I find?
[You have to realize that I am me, and my own words have a different effect on me than they will have on you.]
Aside from the usual moaning and the fact that I've always seem to have been scrambling on this one, something stands out: that I'm beginning to wonder if I'm up to maths. And that's not right.
Having got to the end of this course, except for the exam, I now know that not only do I love maths but I can grok it. There may come a time where it will get beyond me, that time is not yet. And that time may never come.
I don't say this to big myself up, I say this because the most serious problem that we face as students is to think that we can't do something.
The usual work/life overload occasions—they come with the territory, if you don't want them to visit, don't play here.
The idea that your mind isn't up to something is a far more sinister problem, it's all too easy to project this belief onto some other excuse—"the pace is too fast for me". Don't.
One of the best things about blogging is that you have to write around your own lies—and the worst lies that you can tell yourself are the excuses that you make to avoid doing something that you can do because you don't have the bottle to admit that you could.
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.. or perhaps write your own maths? ;)New comment
Aach Valetin,
It's been my ambition to write a sensible comment on one of your posts, and here you are on my rubbish. But I will be able to comment on your stuff sometime, but it might take a while
arb
neil
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Sorry for mangling your name...
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