Tiffany Fulcher- 2

Hey, guys! I'm gonna talk a little bit about my experience in Mr. Conner's algebra two class this past school year. I'm gonna start out by saying it wasn't a pleasant one for me. I made it out with an A for one semester and a B for the other, but if it was not for the homework grades he gave us, I would be sitting in his class again next year. Let's just say, I really really really suck at math. I failed every single one of Mr. Conner's tests this year, well except for three or four. I can't remember. I'm lucky I got out of there with good grades. I struggled so much and the funny thing is that I actually paid attention in his class. I listened to every word he said about the material we were working on. I wrote down every single note that was on the board. I even studied for his tests and in the previous school years, I never studied for a math test. Somehow, even after all of that mess, I could never figure out just what the heck was going on so I would just wing everything and hope for the best. Sometimes, I thought I knew exactly what I was doing and I'd get my test and be confident that I was going to pass. Then I would look at the test questions and think, "Yep. Here's another one I'm going to fail." I would get most of my tests in his class back and they would average out to be either a C, D, or F. I wish it would have been at least a C or B all year, but nope. That didn't happen for me. For me, the second semester was rougher than the first one. I only passed one test and it was the first one we took after Christmas break. I had got confident after getting that test back and thought that the second semester was going to be better than the first for me, but boy was I wrong about that. After the first test, everything kept going downhill. I would have no idea what I was doing on most of the questions and would sit there looking around the room because I had no idea what to put. Okay, I think this is enough words. Bye, guys!