Deanna And Math

Today the math again. I hate math, but I do not hate teachers. My friends is so excited to work on a given problem Mr.Rida and I have absolutely no interest. Actually it is quite interested but I do not understand and that's too complicated for me. I think my IQ is not good but also not bad. I know I should've tried in this case. I'm not excited. Maybe because I have not had breakfast. Mr. rida will appoint one person to do the math problems on the board. My heart is shaking, my hands are cold and my face probably also may begin to pale.
"You were daydreaming let do" Mr. Rida said
Deg! Always the same as yesterday. And again I do not understand what he explained.
I hate this. Finally, I borrowed a book in front of friends and work on the problems that smoothly in front of the board. Today I saved again. Of course, with the help of my friend.
Then Mr.Rida pointing people back to work the next math problem. He pointed to my friend who is more adept at doing that. Then Mr.Rida explain math problems done my friend. I was silent, stunned. I wrote the discussion, but did not intend to discuss this now. "It will be me finish home" I thought. Although I know, I'm not going to discuss it at home.
Again, the lesson is in this class. I think it's like a math problem. You have to find the formula (the formula as root causes problems itself) and finish with a variety of ways. Just as the problem, there are many ways to solve it. And the base of the problem is, I'm too lazy to look for a way out in a math problem. Because it always shows different results, there is always a way that we have to meet their own, then there is about a story, and a lot of things wrong in my math.
"Today there will be additional lessons for children of less. Please mention today that the father came to extra classes after school in the classroom if only until 5 pm "
What???? Additional classes again???. Surely I, I'm sure I am. Arghhhhhhhhhhh! My mood instantly dropped. It is one of the most boring, there are many things but boring is the first order for me.
"Sella, riska, dian, deanna and fada, there will be a new class of 12 children who will guide you this afternoon" said Mr.Rida ***
After school with a heavy heart I waited, and after 15 minutes the boy finally comes also with a folder that contains a collection of math problems I guess. From appearances he neatly like most smart people. He is also handsome hm but I'm not interested with it. I want to focus on myself and trying to encourage myself. For some reason I'm aware of the mistakes that I do, I'm too jaded. Actually already many times I realized this mistake but menggapa feeling lazy and do not wanna leave this hate? Ughhhhhh. I must try to make myself happy and comfortable with this math. I will try in this class. If not, it's all I've learned just wasted. Huhhhhh, I'm trying to understand this lesson. I'm ready.

"Good afternoon, my class I'm Wildan from 12 ipa. You already know not to Mr. Rida told me to guide the class 11 ipa? Well, today we begin this additional lesson yes "said the seniors with friendly and thoughtful attitude.
Arriving in class. He immediately noted some busy explaining math problems and math problems that he wrote, and repeatedly asked if anyone did not understand the explanation. The other replied "understand" while I so sleepy to understand. I ignore the question seniors. Maybe because I did not answer and did not notice, he was approached. I woke up from my sleepy "hey, you do not understand the same I've just described? Are you sleepy? "He said
"Hmmmm. Understand a little hell "I said nervously while my hair is a mess
"Are you sure?"
"Yes" I said with a cranky face
"If you understand, please try to replied that this matter"
"Emmm, if I'm not wrong on the left here on this same continues ...." I said. I do not understand at all "is a matter of what kind of" inside me.
  "I know why did not you understand at this lesson, Mr.Rida also said that you were a little hard on this subject. And actually, he is telling me to further guide you then on this "
Turns out he knows my name? Geez this surely already-borne math ignorance in universal.
"Why you know my name?"
"Ya i know, you Deanna right? Mr.Rida often the same story I really how you progress. How can I explain this matter? "
So Mr.Rida? Arghhhhh
"Hm okay" I said smiling. I tried to be friendly with this boy even though I felt like punching the face of Mr. Rida.
"I tell ya okay"
He tried to explain the matter, in fact I do not just want to explain one matter but all of them. I just smiled. I like to smile a friendly and wise figure. "Mature". Not to mention he was handsome. "Oh thinking what the heck am I" I said to myself. 
"OK you already know what I explain it? "
"Not" I smiled
He explained again about it, and many times to repeat the words that I understand this question. I began to understand a little about this though.
"Have started to understand the same about this?" Said
"Already hehehe" when I was just a little understood but yes I want this class ends quickly, I smiled back.
"Good, then a lot of practice at home yes" he said with a warm smile. Again the smile. I will instantly clumsy. "The hell I am," I said preformance heart. He walked to the blackboard. It's already 5 pm, and math is soon finished. "Yes!" Thought. Although I'm beginning to understand this lesson, but do not reduce the hatred with this lesson.
"Okay guys. Since the time is right at 5, now time to go home. If anyone does not understand the question and explanation I can give directly asked Mr. Rida pleasure or direct me to a yes. Good evening, "he said as he cleared his books and stacks because, then he goes.
This afternoon, eventually all the lessons ended. I understand a little lesson given by Wildan. Somehow I prefer to be taught by him rather than Mr.Rida. Rare is the school's seniors who smile as she, wisely and patiently teach the younger class. "Haduh mind especially heck iniiiii" I said. But from the look on his face, he was not burdened with teaching up to this so late. Though the class 12 is busy-busy.
It was late afternoon. Finally, the class ended too. But there is something jammed, somehow there is a speck of good feelings within me. I do not know I'm happy because I'm starting to understand the mathematics or the smile of kaka? "Arrrghh" I'm confused, and I tried not to think about anything. I walked to the bus stop. This afternoon was not as busy as yesterday afternoon. The bus was not much passing. Only one or two per 15 minutes. Today I wanted to get home, I'm tired. Soon I arrived in bus stop. Someone greeted me.
"Riding the bus also yes" called someone who could be out there that turns kak wildan
"Yeah hehe, you also ride the bus," I said nervously
"Yap everyday"
We were silent for a moment.
"Oh yes, it's rather difficult as well so you to teaching math" he said as he began talks
"It is true hmm anyway. From the beginning of the math somehow make me rich enemy, my mood straight down if no math "
"You know, it was fun you know math. You can learn to solve a problem of mathematics. As in everything math, there must be a way out and answer as well as problems. And of math you can control the patient find a way out of it "she said smiling
"Anyway. Hehe yes he admits the heck weve already hate math. From hate it so arises a sense of not willing to try. Oh thanks you had already taught me, you know there is rarely a patient taught me math "I said with a smile, our eyes met.
"You're welcome. May you continue to be motivated to continue to learn "he said with a smile. Then his eyes narrowed.
I was embarrassed, probably no difference at my face with red peppers now.
I smiled back. Again the smile. I began awkwardly. I thought he was boring, but it turns out. He personally adults
"Next time, I should not give some same questions again and explain you? He said with a smile
"why you do not give up?" I said
"why? surrendered word to help others improve themselves. May know the number? "
I gave my number to Wildan, and vice versa. Not only the phone number, we even exchanged skype and yahoo account messengger.Suddenly I did not feel like home, and I hope there is still a long time. The evening sky is orange, the sky may be improved today. I do not know what is appropriate for the feelings I described this time. Is this the day I started liking warm smile sister in front of me? Or I start there is change for the better in math? Yes, again because it's him.