My College Experience in Memes!

Now that I'm at the tail-end of my college career, I thought it would be fun to relive some of the best (and worst) memories from my classes in my favorite format: memes! Obviously, they might not all make sense if you didn't know the context, but I thought this would be the best way to commemorate my experience! Note: This is all in good fun, and no harm is meant toward anyone!

Freshman Year:
Remember how I was crazy ambitious and took Calculus as two five-hour courses that met literally every day? I sure do. Not fun times, but then again, I'd gladly go back to computational math that I knew how to do! Of course, that wasn't how everyone viewed it, so here's my advice...

Here's a throwback to my first semester of college when I took two math classes at once and thought my world was going to end. I also (naively) thought that I would never be faced with the "horror" of having to take multiple math classes in a semester ever again..oh, silly Freshman Amanda, if only you knew!

Another memory of Freshman year:

Sophomore Year:
When I was trying to think of highlights from my Sophomore year of college, I was plagued by memories of taking tests in my Physics class. That was one of the first classes I really had to work in. No matter how much I worked, I could never seem to get an A on any test in that class, which was all I had to worry about at that point in life, so in reality, everything was much better than I put it out to be! Ultimately, my hard work paid off and I earned an A on the final...I've never been so ecstatic in my life!!!

I actually found myself in this situation more times than I care to admit...

I still remember the days when it was useful to have a note card on a test. There was a guy in my Differential Equations class who would spend hours crafting the perfect note card...he even filed down his pencil lead to achieve optimum spacing...the finished result usually looked something like this:

Junior Year:
Once I transferred to OSU, I realized that a LOT of people want to know where you're from and that literally NO ONE knows where Douglas is. I finally resorted to saying that I grew up near Enid, because people might actually know where that is...unless they're not even from Oklahoma or the US, in which case I resorted to telling them that I grew up an hour west of Stillwater. All in all, it was a little bit frustrating/tedious at times!

That was my biggest/only problem during my first semester here. The spring semester brought about the onslaught of upper level math classes that made me want to gouge my eyes out rethink my life choices. Here's a smattering of emotions I and my compadres felt during this semester. 

Homework took on a new meaning...rarely did I think that finishing an assignment would be worthy of celebrations, but with these classes, it DEFINITELY did!

I also made the sad realization that this wasn't really an option anymore if I wanted a shot at making good grades!

During our Intro to Modern Algebra course, we learned this lesson the hard way:

The next biggest struggle of Modern Algebra was taking notes...

We also had to redefine the word "fun", as our professor so often used that word to describe our assignments...

We learned the sad reality that is proving an "if and only if" proof...it's not fun at all!

I felt almost the same way about lemmas...

Honestly, proof writing really wasn't all it was cracked up to be after a while:

We had our first Methods class, which generally worked about like this...

Every time we visited our advisor, she'd always promise us that better times and easier classes were ahead...obviously we were pretty skeptical.

Even with all of the downsides, there were a couple of perks to be had, like this obvious gem:

...and this classic perk:

Senior Year:
The hard math classes still continued, so here's more memes commemorating our misery:

This sage advice...

(I don't actually condone this advice.)

Did I mention that our homework was difficult?

But every once in a while, I'd be on top of things, only to have this happen...

Reminder, everyone: Just because your professor has a doctorate in math, that doesn't mean they're perfect...

Both of these things happened regularly...

This also was a common occurrence for me towards the end of each semester!

Real Life. 

In between crazy math classes, I found a little time for a new hobby :)

Eventually, we arrived at our final semester: student teaching. The biggest challenge from this semester was completing the edTPA. I think this sums up my feelings on it:

In the end, I can't complain too much...I accomplished one of my biggest goals in life (becoming a teacher), I've made amazing friends along the way, and I've had lots of laughs! I can't complain too much (even though it seems like that's all I did in this post!)...all in all, I'm incredibly blessed to have had the opportunity to attend OSU! Go Pokes!!!