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How to Study For Math
Hi guys! I’m not the best person at math, and i’m doing okay in my classes, but i’ve found some tips that could help you improve in math and your habits!
1. DO YOUR HOMEWORK
Teachers are not lying when they say: “If you dont practice, you’ll fall behind.” Especially as you enter highschool. If you do your homework, you’ll realize that some of the questions in your homework (usually word problems) end up on the test! And when you’re done your homework, try doing even more and practice!
2. PATTERN RECOGNITON
Math is literally about patterns. If you understand the pattern, it helps you apply it to different questions. If you do not understand a concept or you do, but you didn’t really grasp it, find something within the concept that triggers a pattern or recognition for you. This ESPECIALLY goes for word problems. What I do is I keep repeating the word problem till I literally memorized it. Then I go through my textbook and try to find a question very similar to it, and keep practicing.
3. COPY THE KEY CONCEPTS
I know a lot of people say copy the examples, but I think when you copy the examples at the same time during a lesson, it’s hard to keep up. My recommendation is to copy the key concept first, and THEN watch the teacher do the problem on the board, so you can ask questions. When you do your homework, you can go back and practice the question, and if you ever forget the main idea, you can simply go back to the notes.
4. IF YOUR TEACHER SUCKS, GOOGLE IS HERE FOR YOU
The problem with math teachers is that they either suck ass, they’re okay, or they’re fucking brilliant. If your math teacher was the first two, i’ve got some resources for you.
- khan academy is your best friend
- if you have a yahoo account, you can go on yahoo answers and type in your questions! There is most likely someone that will answer for you.
- cymath and mathway really help if you want to double check your answers. I personally like cymath more because it’s less complicated for me.
- if you want to practice some of the stuff you learned, IXL is for you! (Sadly, I think it only goes up to Grade 12).
5. MATH IS ONE OF (OR IS) THE MOST HARDEST SUBJECT TO UNDERSTAND.
Math is not easy. And for anybody who tells you ‘how don’t you understand math?’ is a fucking dick. Math is like learning a new language, you’ve got to practice is multiple times before it comes naturally to you. Math is also different from other subjects because it builds on what you’ve learned. It takes the most basic concepts and twists and fucks up your brain, but we don’t recognize it because it’s written in a different form. I have a 70% in math right now, and it’s defiantly not my best subject, but I still try my hardest in it. Just remember that math is for everyone! It’s not easy, but it’s not a secluded type of people who get it. You can be brilliant at math. Don’t let your mark define you.
So there are some math tips! If you got some questions, ask me in my askbox!
oh hey does anyone want to do a drawing of an actual douchebag in my maths and English class that my best friend just so happens to have a massive crush on (she’s aware he’s a walking red flag) that I kindly call baba grill Logan? it’s absolutely gorgeous I Promise but does anyone want to see it?
I love to learn, I do...but only when the end goal is not an exam ykwim.
I love even the hard subjects like physics and Maths, they are so fun...but not when I have to eventually go write them in a dumb exam, because can't write exams.
Examination culture is definitely killing peoples want to study, and we as a society need to evaluate why that is.
If I see the phrases "a student carries out an experiment...", "initially the ____ are moving with x velocity", "in a recent study it was discovered that.....", "with respect to x", "prove by induction" or "describe the transformation" any more I am GOING to EAT my equation sheets. (There's like 30+ double sided pages)
"Discuss the moral, legal and ethical consequences of...." DISCUSS THE MORAL LEGAL AND ETHICAL CONSEQUENCES OF ME BEING ALLOWED TO LIVE ANOTHER DAY MOTHERFUCKER.
what if i told you there exists a shape with infinite surface area but a finite volume...
wacky right??
the shape is called Gabriel's horn and is formed by taking the graph of 1/x for the domain x≥1 and rotating it in 3 dimensions around the x axis to get a shape like (surprise surprise) Gabriel's horn!!
as a result you get a shape which if you filled with paint, would never be able to fully paint the outside with.
don’t believe me? i wouldn’t either so here’s the link to the wikipedia
The only disadvantage of sucking at math is that I can't be a sexy badass assassin sigh
Pemdas?
Don't you mean bodmas?
B-Brackets,
O-Orders (powers/indices or roots), D-Division
M-Multiplication
A-Addition
S-Subtraction
Tf is a pemdas?
Growing up is being neutral at best about maths throughout school only to accidentally fall in love with it later on in life
Emptiness was soaking through my clothes
Keeping me on the chair by the dinner table
Full of books,
Full of notes
The ground was not to be seen
It swallowed and swallowed yet there was no end to this misery
My mind froze, unable to comprehend what was going on
My eyes were searching, any option would do
My hands tried to move but it was futile
With every fibre of my being I was protesting for hours on end
But the hollowness had already surrounded me
Taunting me, waiting for me to give in
My own memories turned against me
Remembering actions and occurrences and trying to find a solution within
A solution I cannot accept
The walls were quietly listening to the spectacle
My suffering was their delight
I was in a forest perhaps
The trees were looking at me with pity
Of course, they wouldn't understand anything
Their comprehension was far beyond mine
Like everyone elses
Slowly my head became a brooding place for the wights of hopelessness
Confind to the chair they gave me my destiny
Give up
Emptiness was soaking through my clothes
Keeping me on the chair by the dinner table
Full of books,
Full of notes
The ground was not to be seen
It swallowed and swallowed yet there was no end to this misery
My mind froze, unable to comprehend what was going on
My eyes were searching, any option would do
My hands tried to move but it was futile
With every fibre of my being I was protesting for hours on end
But the hollowness had already surrounded me
Taunting me, waiting for me to give in
My own memories turned against me
Remembering actions and occurrences and trying to find a solution within
A solution I cannot accept
The walls were quietly listening to the spectacle
My suffering was their delight
I was in a forest perhaps
The trees were looking at me with pity
Of course, they wouldn't understand anything
Their comprehension was far beyond mine
Like everyone elses
Slowly my head became a brooding place for the wights of hopelessness
Confind to the chair they gave me my destiny
Give up
Emptiness was soaking through my clothes
Keeping me on the chair by the dinner table
Full of books,
Full of notes
The ground was not to be seen
It swallowed and swallowed yet there was no end to this misery
My mind froze, unable to comprehend what was going on
My eyes were searching, any option would do
My hands tried to move but it was futile
With every fibre of my being I was protesting for hours on end
But the hollowness had already surrounded me
Taunting me, waiting for me to give in
My own memories turned against me
Remembering actions and occurrences and trying to find a solution within
A solution I cannot accept
The walls were quietly listening to the spectacle
My suffering was their delight
I was in a forest perhaps
The trees were looking at me with pity
Of course, they wouldn't understand anything
Their comprehension was far beyond mine
Like everyone elses
Slowly my head became a brooding place for the wights of hopelessness
Confind to the chair they gave me my destiny
Give up
Emptiness was soaking through my clothes
Keeping me on the chair by the dinner table
Full of books,
Full of notes
The ground was not to be seen
It swallowed and swallowed yet there was no end to this misery
My mind froze, unable to comprehend what was going on
My eyes were searching, any option would do
My hands tried to move but it was futile
With every fibre of my being I was protesting for hours on end
But the hollowness had already surrounded me
Taunting me, waiting for me to give in
My own memories turned against me
Remembering actions and occurrences and trying to find a solution within
A solution I cannot accept
The walls were quietly listening to the spectacle
My suffering was their delight
I was in a forest perhaps
The trees were looking at me with pity
Of course, they wouldn't understand anything
Their comprehension was far beyond mine
Like everyone elses
Slowly my head became a brooding place for the wights of hopelessness
Confind to the chair they gave me my destiny
Give up
Things that made me study science and maths (mostly good books)
· A picture in yuval noah harari’s book, ‘Homo Deus’
· A picture in the ‘Brief History of Time’
· The word ‘epoch’
· The book, ‘A Brief History of Everything’
· A superb book called Number devil
· A college level physics textbook called, ‘Conceptual physics’
· A book called ‘We have no idea’
· My school maths textbook(s)
· The software Desmos
· My poetic disposition
Things that still dissuade me from studying science and maths (in no particular order)
· The essay ‘A mathematician’s apology’
· The competition
· The hype about this place <insert name of popular institution/college>
· My physics and maths TEACHERS
· My school physics textbook
· Guys who pretend they know everything
· Guys who know everything
· Biographies of genius mathematicians and physicists
· Imposter syndrome
· My inability to crunch big numbers
I was sort of dozing off in math class today. I could hear wisps of what the professor was saying, as I fought with my body to stay awake. But then I was shocked into wakefulness, when I heard the professor say, " so we have proved that 5 is equal to 1. Okay everyone? Everyone got that? 5 is equal to 1! "
For a brief second, I was more confused and lost than I ever remember being in my life.
The professor was already moving on to the next proof. Everybody was nodding in agreement and hurrying to note it down. I looked at the blackboard and everything looked like normal stuff that we were doing before. But it felt like I had crossed over to another universe. My brain could not find any other sensible solution for the situation.
And then I finally found the statement of the proof and realized that the professor meant that we had proven that statement number 5 and statement number 1, were equivalent.