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…”