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Differential equations and linear algebra. Way easy. Linear analysis and multivariable calculus? Seem like easy cakes.
Introduction to mathematical reasoning? Omfgwtf learning curve. It's not just the learning curve either. It's the fact that everything you're doing in this class requires that you've seen intricate proofs, and a whole mother fucking bitchton of them. (Hey guess what I never saw in my previous college classes? You guessed it!)
Jesus christ. The book we're using uses the most convoluted language to say the simplest of shit. When it does that, it ends up confusing the fuck out of the reader. It makes me think, "Why the fuck would you say if you could just say this?" Then, of course, the book proceeds to confuse the fuck out of you with pointless 2 line proofs. First line: Here's what I'm going to prove. Next two lines, proving it. No rhyme or reason to why the methods are done. No logic about why the person chose that over this method to prove it. There's no, "Hey, I'm doin' it this way because of X method and Y logic." It's just fucking magic. I understand the proofs, but when it comes to my turn to do the problems... I'm left going, "Oh hey... I might understand why this is, but I can't fucking prove it. You know why? Because the guy fucking magic'd his whole way through the 20 examples he did. There was no reasoning or rhyme to how you tackle problems. There was just doing."
See, just seeing doing is fine when you're learning something mechanical or very methodical. You can easily learn how the pattern works. Here, every fucking problem is quite unique. So, of course, you are left going, "Well, this is completely different than anything I've encountered before in this text. I don't know how to write any proofs because I've never seen a fully written out proof. I get to see a bunch of two line magic proofs. Boy, midterms and finals (which make up 70% of my grade) sure are going to be fucking hell."
Fuck this class. Dropping this like bass. Teacher can't help for shit. She said to the class that there is no way to tackle problems. She says that you just have to sit there and wait for the magic ah-ha moment. She recommended reading the problems before going to bed and hoping that you dream about them and come up with a solution.
What the fuck.
Introduction to mathematical reasoning? Omfgwtf learning curve. It's not just the learning curve either. It's the fact that everything you're doing in this class requires that you've seen intricate proofs, and a whole mother fucking bitchton of them. (Hey guess what I never saw in my previous college classes? You guessed it!)
Jesus christ. The book we're using uses the most convoluted language to say the simplest of shit. When it does that, it ends up confusing the fuck out of the reader. It makes me think, "Why the fuck would you say if you could just say this?" Then, of course, the book proceeds to confuse the fuck out of you with pointless 2 line proofs. First line: Here's what I'm going to prove. Next two lines, proving it. No rhyme or reason to why the methods are done. No logic about why the person chose that over this method to prove it. There's no, "Hey, I'm doin' it this way because of X method and Y logic." It's just fucking magic. I understand the proofs, but when it comes to my turn to do the problems... I'm left going, "Oh hey... I might understand why this is, but I can't fucking prove it. You know why? Because the guy fucking magic'd his whole way through the 20 examples he did. There was no reasoning or rhyme to how you tackle problems. There was just doing."
See, just seeing doing is fine when you're learning something mechanical or very methodical. You can easily learn how the pattern works. Here, every fucking problem is quite unique. So, of course, you are left going, "Well, this is completely different than anything I've encountered before in this text. I don't know how to write any proofs because I've never seen a fully written out proof. I get to see a bunch of two line magic proofs. Boy, midterms and finals (which make up 70% of my grade) sure are going to be fucking hell."
Fuck this class. Dropping this like bass. Teacher can't help for shit. She said to the class that there is no way to tackle problems. She says that you just have to sit there and wait for the magic ah-ha moment. She recommended reading the problems before going to bed and hoping that you dream about them and come up with a solution.
What the fuck.