The Irony of Statistics
Ironic, I find it, how I was more worried about statistics than any other course I'd be taking. In high school, math was my weakest area. I dreaded it with a passion and had very difficult times understanding the concepts. So the manditory statistics course was a nightmare to imagine.
The irony of it all is that it is, up to date, my best course. My highest mark. I recieved my first test mark back yesterday. The mean (average) was 60% and I walked out of there with an 83.5%!!! HOW??????? No idea! I really am proud though, I mean who would have seen me understanding and ENJOYING mathematical formulas, such as:
I am in the middle of a heart attack as I type this blog! Am I the same person I was in high school? How weird is it that in high school, it was like reading another language, and yet now, it is my favourite class!? I love doing the formulas, and it is the most anticipated homework I recieve. (Not to say I anticipate homework...)
Ta for now
CHRISSY
The irony of it all is that it is, up to date, my best course. My highest mark. I recieved my first test mark back yesterday. The mean (average) was 60% and I walked out of there with an 83.5%!!! HOW??????? No idea! I really am proud though, I mean who would have seen me understanding and ENJOYING mathematical formulas, such as:
I am in the middle of a heart attack as I type this blog! Am I the same person I was in high school? How weird is it that in high school, it was like reading another language, and yet now, it is my favourite class!? I love doing the formulas, and it is the most anticipated homework I recieve. (Not to say I anticipate homework...)
Ta for now
CHRISSY
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