So, I’ve been struggling with Physics. Partially because the whole class is basically a nightmare of story problems, partially because I haven’t actually had Trigonometry yet, and partially because my teacher is a math and physics geek and gets his *ahem* from dragging us through these obscenely confusing lectures on how you derive a formula and the mathematical justification for everything.
Anyway, so in a panic because all I can really remember from Phys Teacher’s lectures are “Bawbaw, baaaww, bawbaw,” it’s like being in a Peanuts cartoon, I go see a physics tutor who confirms that my Phys Teacher is a masochist, and says to me when I bemoan a fate of a C at very best:
C’s get degrees, Janie.
Sad.
Sad because some people think a C is all you need to succeed. And, sad because I’d be lucky to manage a C.
So there’s your quote for the day.
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