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Math'aholic!

"Mathematics is the art of giving the same name to different things."

To me, its just something I never thought would happen. And this wasn't a day's change, I knew the symptoms from the very beginning. I never knew I would start liking maths.

It all started on my eighth grade maths exam. When I decided I wanted to do good in maths. And I've been working towards it from then. My first attempt, getting full marks in mock test. The result, became a step away. Again, same goal for finals, and the same result. I carried the goal with me to this year too. First test, the same result. But the second and third tests, on the chapter which I hate the most, got me full marks! I didn't expect this at all! I could feel my nerves' shaking in excitement. And now, I'm kind of addicted to maths!

The reason for writing about this? This is my 111th post, and it had to be about maths. I was planning on it, and luck has favoured my plan.  My next goal... to continue this progress!

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