I hate Stats.

I'm going to quit trying to convince myself that I like the stuff.
It's not working. I do like algebra. I don't mind memorizing equations.
I enjoy figuring variances, standard deviations, z-scores and the like.
I hate being tested on it.
That's what it is, perhaps.
I hate tests that have concrete answers where I don't get to explain myself around a section I might not understand or remember the correct vocabulary term for.
Mrs. Feasley contributed to my accomplishment as a master bullshit arteeeest when writing that has served me very, very well in my academic career thus far. It made AP English that much more fun.
Hence, when analyzing data for write-ups, I'm good.
Breaking down someone else's data sets is not my strong point.
I'm sucking it up. I'll take the exam for feedback with the understanding that I'm taking Basic Stats for no credit in May. Who cares? That just means I'll do that much better in Intermediate Stats in September.
I have a plan. :)

In other areas... I'm still sick. I've completed a full round of antibiotics, half of another course of amox, before I complained that I wasn't feeling any better and now I'm halfway through a course of straight up penicillin.
Hey, guess what?
It's not working either.
My throat still feels like it's swollen and, at times, has glass or nails in it.
I still get dizzy and wheezy a lot. Working on the Guinness Record for most sneezes in an hour.
And frequent temperature instability.
Which should make NSO really, really interesting. Not to mention the 12 hours of travelling on Friday.
I just hope I don't fall asleep in Atlanta on my only layover of more than 90 minutes and miss the flight to LAX.
Funny how I end up laughing as I'm writing my list of things to pack (instead of studying Stats) because I've got half a pharmacy in there just to survive this ongoing SuperBug.
They said my RapidStrep stick "lit up."
Now I believe them. I'll take almost anything short of vomiting over a sore throat.
Hope I can make it through oral presentations without completely losing my voice.
Or sounding like an idiot, for that matter.
I'm just accepting a lot of things lately. They are what they are.
Off to consume more Tylenol Cold Multi-Symptom Nighttime Liquid with Cool Mint Burst, so I can swallow without tearing up in the middle of the night.