Bittersweet

Just finished my math homework, now back to my English essay. The reason why I am writing this is to do a little venting on my bittersweet relationship with math. The reasons why our relationship is so bittersweet is because whenever I do a math problem, I get some sort of anxiety or panic and then I start stressing on whether or not the answer is right, then when the answer is right all of the panic and stress goes away. Then there are other times I'm filled with so much happiness because I got through a math problem without any difficulty and then the answer I get ends up being wrong, those are the times when I just want to give up and wish I had a time machine. No offense to anyone that loves math, but I wish I had a time machine so I can go back in time and find the person or group of people that decided to make math so complicated by adding letters and methods to solve a problem. Well I'm done for now, back to my essay. :)