Maths.. ugh

Dear god, to say that I was worried when I read that there would be maths on my course would be a severe understatement. Bearing in mind, the last maths I did was my GCSE, likely sometime around 1996 and even that was way below what I imagined this would be.

I truly wanted to die when I went into the first maths lesson and it only got worse the more he talked. I had literally no idea what he was talking about when he was talking maths.. and he said that it was all basic maths! The rest of the time he was talking about his life and why he didn't care what our names were! He is proper funny and has had a full life so far it seems.

He suggested we get a hold of a book called Foundation Maths, which is aimed at people who have not done maths for a long time.. or those who had just done their GCSE's. When the library opened in the second week, I think it was.. I managed to grab a copy for a week.. I didn't buy it because it costs like 100 euro. But oh my lord! It helped me so much! I am actually starting to understand some of the things he is talking about.

I am not dreading every maths lesson now.. and maybe even looking forwards to it. What's going on, I really don't understand it to be honest. Anyhoo, I guess it helps when the tutor can't read the names in the register.. it's always funny heating him try to pronounce all the names... Apparently he is very fond of the Irish language and the history of Irish names... Oh and lazors, he likes lazors too.

Pretty short one this time! I will talk a lot more about the next subject on my list!