i hate numbers

Involved in at least a couple of sad relationships right now..

- With my poli sci stats prof, whom i can hardly bear if not for his thankfully being pretty harmless. Except for possible harm to my ear drums and headaches and.. well.. he is grading my assignments but then nothing to be done about that. In this relationship i have neither an idea what he is talking about most of the time nor what he wants from me. Find myself looking forward to the 2nd portion of this module where another prof will take over.. and cover stuff i may have more idea about. To my own peril of course. For the record he cannot wait to get out of this relationship either; hear it in his frustrated vents and the declaration that he didn't even wanna teach this mod in the firs place -.-

- With my comp sci. prof or rather with the course. Different wavelength, failure and frustrations in communication, prof/course deem me hopeless at this and i find that to be more and more true with each lecture/tutorial session. This relationship gives me a dull pain in my gut and a sense of hopelessness.

What a disastrous academic semester. Screw numbers, words rule.