Physics, physics, physics. The class I took for my general science requirement was a bit unusual: I chose to take PH 201, which is Intro to Analytical Physics. Due to massive scheduling difficulties, I did not take the 100-level physics class. As it turns out, with PH 201 I was a bit out of my element next to all the chemistry and engineering majors who have to take PH 201 as part of their foundational math and science courses.
Thus I worked all semester. I went to the lecture four mornings a week. I went to the two hour lab each Tuesday evening. I went to the hour and a half study tables session each Wednesday evening. I turned in my lab report and problem set each Friday afternoon. And gradually, I stopped dreading the professor’s high velocity explanations of the proofs of various laws and principles. I drove all my friends crazy with my constant stream of science references. Someone told me a good joke about a spherical chicken. Anyone, anyone?
So I came to enjoy my smackdown with physics, though the work became steadily more difficult and detailed. (Gyroscopic motion, anyone, anyone?)
The tests were brutal. Let’s not mince words here. After the final, I must admit I was rather disappointed in myself. It was not the ideal way to go out after a semester of hard work. So I resigned myself to a celebratory pat on the back after passing.
Grades come out fairly quickly after finals week ends, however, and… I did better than I had hoped for in my most optimistic scenario! I’m not actually sure how that happened, unless the test was curved rather severely in my favor. But hip hip hooray!
The point of the this post? Put in hard work and a liberal sprinkling of muddled applications of torque and an obnoxious scattering of XKCD references and you get the following:
- an increased appreciation of just how complicated science truly is
- an increased repertoire of nerdy things to say
- an increased love of XKCD (can you tell this was a big part of physics class for my study buddy and me?)
- a good grade in Intro to Analytical Physics
- new friends
- new confidence in my own ability to scrape through daunting senarios
I’ll need all of the above as we start the new year and the new semester with my three English classes, the first three to entertain myself when I need a break from all the liberal arts, the fourth when I think about scheduling classes for my senior year (since I will have fulfilled my Division 4 credit), the fifth for all the reasons one needs people like those I’ve met at Butler, and the sixth for general, sappy, feel-good moral-boosting when I’m still revising my Irish Lit paper in a month.
The final score? Physics 374, Olivia 381.
It’s been fun, folks.