Classy Calculus

Last night, I started a Calculus Class. Bleah. I've been sweating it for about three weeks now but I need this class in order to get into the university in the fall.

Now, I'm no dummy. When I've wanted to learn something in the past, I've been able to damn well learn it and learn it well. But the fact that keeps sticking in my craw is that when I took College Algebra about 20 years ago, I pulled a very difficult "C." Add to that the fact that the first chapter of this Calculus textbook is a College Algebra review and while working through it, I discovered I really suck at it.

Still.

So, last night's class was rather an eye-opener. I followed it fairly well, however, the teacher is very fast and covered a lot of Algebraic material which I only barely caught a grip on. And this is the easy part of the class! Conceptually, I'm fine with the material. It's actually doing the work that seems to be causing me a lot of grief.

Sigh.

All in the name of making me a better person, I suppose. In some ways, this should be a fun class but now that I'm in it and spent an s-load of money getting into it, I'm going to ride it out and see if I can at least pull a "C" by the end of the class. I know, it's setting my sights low but at least I'll be able to use that to get into the University!

Wish me luck!

--Wag--