<p>I wasn’t academically the strongest in mathematics. I’m still not. However, I do as about as good as the best of them at my university. I’m lazy by nature, though. Let me preface with this by saying I am a first generation college student. So, no one in my family besides me has ever gone to college. I didn’t really have anyone that I could seek advice on what to do. My parents were never very encouraging of me in getting an education. They assumed I would enlist in the military.</p>
<p>I think in high school I had aspirations of becoming a journalist or doing creative writing in college. I wanted to enroll at New Mexico State University in Las Cruces (where almost everyone I knew in high school ended up going). Well, that didn’t happen because I transferred high schools when my dad decided 22 years of the Air Force was enough and we moved to California so he could work at Lockheed Martin. </p>
<p>I didn’t have any friends. I was pretty much a loner. </p>
<p>I had a miserable experience in Algebra II. I just didn’t “get it”. Same thing went for geometry. I didn’t get it. So, I got C’s in those classes. I swore after I finished Algebra II as a junior that I’d never take a mathematics class ever again in my life. Then, I started to miss mathematics. I don’t know why that happened, but I started to teach myself a bit of trigonometry. It was really confusing to me. Then, I gave up. I thought I’d never be able to do mathematics. </p>
<p>Well, I read a physics book by a very popular physicist one day after I had wanted to go to the library and bury my head in some books as an aspiring English major. That totally rocked my world and after I graduated I had every intention of becoming a physicist. I had to take a gap year, but I went to the community college with my father about an hour away (the only one close to me) and took their placement exam. I got a perfect score on the verbal portion and I scored into Pre-Algebra. I tried to argue with the counselor, but he said I would have to start at the lowest level offered at the community college. I came away from that very discouraged and basically wasted the rest of the year playing video games and just generally doing nothing with my life. I couldn’t find work. I had applied to over 35 jobs with no success. Still, I loved mathematics and physics and wanted to pursue it. I started studying it on my own. I found Khan Academy when it wasn’t popular and went through all of his math videos. I looked for every possible resource out there to kill that placement test. I did so many problems I was obsessed. I did problems on my way the second time my dad took me! I was so nervous. I thought “What if I failed again?”</p>
<p>I entered into the testing center and I told him I’d need to just retake the math portion. He gave me scratch paper and I got to work. 4 hours later, I had placed into Calculus.</p>
<p>When I came out, I handed my scratch paper to the guy at the testing center and my dad said “That took you long enough! The guy said it would take you thirty minutes at most!” Apparently, only 3% at the community college tested into College Algebra. We had a good laugh about that and I went to the counselor the next time armed with my new placement scores. He didn’t remember me, but I remembered him. He congratulated me and I decided to enroll in Trigonometry, Precalculus, and Statistics because I had never taken those classes before so I could be prepared for Calculus. I got straight A’s and got into the honors program at my community college. I decided that I no longer wanted to be a physics major. I wanted to be a math major! I remember the first day of my Calculus class. Someone turned to me in the front and said “How many more math classes do you have to take?” And I replied with a smile, “I’m going all the way!”</p>
<p>Then, I met some people from high school that were a bad influence on me and totally derailed all of the success I had. I never tried in any of my classes, I always skipped class, I was honestly a terrible student, and I eventually got kicked out of the honors program. I had wanted to go to UCLA or UC Berkeley. That dream was gone. </p>
<p>The so-called friends I had were drug addicts and they all dropped out of community college. Last I heard they’re drug dealers. That was a really dark point in my life. While at the time it was fun to be carefree and wild, I entirely regret wasting potential. When they left, I had no friends again, but I realized I really needed to do well to transfer. I took some W’s and got a good amount of A’s, B’s and C’s those bad years. I pulled my grades up my third year of community college to mostly A’s, made supportive friends in my classes, got study groups going, and was back on the right track. My dad ran into some real financial trouble so I couldn’t afford to go to a UC, so I ended up coming to Cal Poly Pomona. </p>
<p>I struggled my first quarter as a math major. By second quarter, I was ready to give up and switch into Political Science or Physics. By third quarter of my junior year, I found out I had a knack for proofs and everything just started to click in my Applied Math classes. I’ve been kicking butt ever since without really trying too hard (just hard enough, though) and so my GPA has continued to climb. I’ve seen many students struggle and fail many classes in my major, especially with the hardest ones. Weirdly enough, I did the best in the hardest ones. </p>
<p>I’m graduating in June. This is my last quarter and will be my easiest quarter. I’m just rounding out my degree with statistics classes since I’ve taken my theoretical classes and I’m trying to get into a Master’s in Mechanical Engineering program (fingers crossed). </p>
<p>So that’s how I became a math major.</p>