My love/hate relationship with Math!

This is me before I begin to do math homework, happy, skipping along and enjoying life... I open my math book and start to look at equations such as this one... and I start to feel like this aaaaaaahhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!

Get the picture? Yeah me and Mr. Math do not get along so great. In fact I would say that Mr. Math and I have a rocky, dysfunctional relationship. When I actually understand the concepts and it's all flowing we get along splendidly. But that is a rare occasion. For the most part I don't get math. It's like someone is speaking a different language to me, and I am so LOST!! It is extremely frustrating because, as many of you know, this lovely class is my one and only class left before I am officially graduated. I am not a quitter and I am not giving up, I will graduate, but it's just taken a bit longer than I expected, so I'm getting anxious. I wish I were more left brained like all the math lab people. But instead I was blessed with a very right brain. My mind thinks in images, feelings, etc. Which is probably why when I go to the math lab, I am more concerned with looking at people's outfits and what would look better on them. I have to repeatedly say to myself, "Bev, it does not matter that they have high waters on, you are here to do Math!" If there was a left brained pill, I would buy it in an instant, but until then, me and my very right brain will make the best of it!