That's when I learned to plug and chug. Anything with a simple formula, I'm golden at (hello, Pythagorean theorem). Anything backwards, I'm golden (hello, antiderivatives). But you start adding square roots and multiple sets of brackets and fractions and multiple letters and you're setting me up for disaster.
I'd rather write a 10 page paper in APA format than sit through Calculus.
Luckily, I took Calc in high school. It was my first class of the day and the teacher has a semi-high pitched voice. We've already discussed how I'm not a morning person. Nothing in that class clicked until we started doing everything backwards. Regular derivatives had blown my mind, but I was one of very few people who actually understood what was happening when we started doing them backwards.
My favorite class... EVAR?
History of the English Language.
Learning about the language made me feel like I was stepping back in time. Realizing, a year too late, that reading Beowulf out loud made it make sense if you used a very bad british accent. Understanding why some people use the same word but pronounce it differently, or how some words are pieces of words that were lost long ago. And finally seeing that Latin will never be a dead language, despite the fact that it isn't used in it's true form anymore, every day we are using pieces of the Latin language (and I didn't just say this so Teh Dad will feel reassured about letting me drive to another high school to take Latin was worth it). :)