Much of my life I spent being mathematically illiterate.
The first time I ever wished to rectify this was a little prior to my attending college, where two of my friends in STEM made a bet between themselves that I couldn't be taught how to solve a system of equations—a bet I justified, and which cost one of them ten dollars. Much piss was taken, etc, and I found this all so embarrassing that I resolved to learn something of algebra at any cost.
By the time I declared biochemistry as my major, I was becoming very comfortable with mathematics; I'm now up to calculus II, and have started looking into geometry on my own. Mathematics is one of the most beautiful and interesting things in the world, and I wholeheartedly recommend that anyone with even the slightest interest try to learn it.
To Jenna, thank you for fielding my questions in precalculus II. To Sailol and Tunç, thank you very much for opening up a world of possibilities to me, though at times I couldn't have made it easy. I really don't know where I'd be today without the help and confidence you both invested in me—certainly not in STEM; a special thanks to the latter for suffering me to the completion of my math courses.
If TI-30XIIS has a million fans, then I am one of them. If TI-30XIIS has ten fans, then I am one of them. If TI-30XIIS has only one fan then that's me. If TI-30XIIS has no fans, then that means I'm dead. If the world is against TI-30XIIS, then I am against the world
