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Friday, July 18, 2003
Willpower is the ability to ignore your perception of the futility of your sacrifices.

It is an unjust world that in order to get a piece of paper that will allow me to earn enough money to live a decent life, I should be forced to learn things that I hate learning. Not just that I'm not-particularly-interested-in, but that I actively hate because they make me feel so, so stupid. Like math and languages that I am way too old to learn according to the natural laws of human linguistic capability. (Perhaps it was a mistake to learn about the Critical Age Hypothesis before I actually began getting my language credits.) I hate math*. I hate it. I hate it. Hate. It's horrible-- it's vicious. It's violent and unjust. It doesn't help me in any way. It just proves that I am incapable of learning. It lowers me. Math lowers me. It demeans me. Math exists to make me suffer.

*By "math" I am referring specifically to College Math Taught By Incompetent Instructors.