Math!!!

I have grown up hating math… the thought of math sends jitters through me. Even today, almost five years post the last math exam I attempted, the memory of the dreaded subject and me together brings forth a reminder of infinite tears shed, of sleepless, stressful nights, of baffling equations that left me bewildered. The memory is unforgettable, not just by me, but all my folks who were equally distressed and have seen me go through the agony and misery of trying to take in the enormous stress. The mood at my house resembled a funeral during math exams, with everyone mirroring my anguish. I would be hysterical.
I still remember the day when I gave my last math exam of secondary school; I had decided that in no way am I going to go through such trauma again. And it was because of this sole reason that I had picked arts as my chosen stream. I have loved college sans math. The past four years have passed like a breeze and now I am in my final year. Opting for a major subject had been difficult, but finally after much reflection I picked economics, a subject I pretty much like. I’ve just been through the first week of my final year of degree college and although I had a rough idea of what I was signing for, I’m yet to cope with the horror of the realization of math again!! I knew that this was one of the subjects in economics but was told that its pretty much the basic stuff. What I should have realized that what’s basic for others is NOT for me!! Maybe the four happy years diminished the horrific memories a bit, maybe I’ve been a fool taking up a subject with putting little thoughts, maybe… I don’t know!!! The week has been tiresome and I’m still to overcome this plight. There’s just hope that “This too shall pass…”

Am I Neurotic??

There are loads of things I just can’t stand. A lot of them makes my folks think that I am highly intolerant.

I hate…
Kids... a lot of them… kids with runny nose… kids who just touch things in my house… I really don’t understand why people don’t have a grip on their children… I’ve never really said this to anybody because there’s a perception that comes along with disliking children… and especially if you are a female. Blah!! That’s another thing I hate… if you are a girl you are SUPPOSED to like kids, but its okay if you are a guy and don’t like them… Guys are meant to be tough… so they just don’t display their feelings…blah blah blah!!!

People invading my personal space… well, I mean I don’t intrude by storming into your lives… in your bedrooms… so I just don’t understand… WHY DO YOU!!!

People who chew with their mouths open and those who make all kinds of noises while eating! God!! They really make my insides tingle… they make me want to yell or slap them… do something!

People who yell when they talk on their phones… people who talk on their phones whispering… (Guys! Excuse yourself!)

People (especially adults) who litter on the streets, with no sign of guilt. (It’s a free country I agree... but set SOME example for your children!)

I detest crowds… more than that… maybe I’m scared of them. You never know when this crowd will turn into a mob. I’ve never actually witnessed a mob but the thought itself is enough for me to hate these crowds.

I hate vain people…

I hate arguments… There are people who argue just with the plain motive of emerging victorious of that argument... I loathe such people.

I know you might think that I’m neurotic but this is something I needed others to know… a lot of times people do it with no intentions, just plain ignorance but I believe they need to know this! I’m living my life trying to suppress my attitude towards it all or being passive aggressive… But sharing it out… Bliss!