Miserable Math Class, Finally Over!! I took PDEs this semester. This class was a 400 level, (upper level math class undergard), but my teacher was a real jerk. We did wayyy more chapters than any other class. He talked down to the class when he lectured, constantly. He gave a homework every week even if we were doing the material still, which gave you a few days to do it and turn it in instead of an entire week. His first test was bi-modal, and he flunked nearly half the students-they never showed up after failing the first exam ever again. His second exam was much harder than the homeworks. I was in his office constantly, and he opened up to me and became pretty nice to me. But once in a while in his office he would ask me if I showed up for class- I went to class every single day and he knew it. It was just a stupid thing for him to say. He kept pushing back his exams and delaying them so that our second exam was the second to last day of class, a thursday. And then we had our final exam the next thursday, which had material we did the last day of class and never had hw on! He never had any exam review of any kind, whatsoever, and even said explicitly not to bother him in his office about the exams. So I had his second exam thursday, a final exam in my grad class tuesday (which I had to study all weekend for), then I had from tuesday 7pm until the thursday of that week 8-am for his final exam. Pretty much one day to study. So I just studied the old material and ignored the stuff he taught the last few days of class that we had never had any HW on because I knew I wasnt going to learn it in one day. I went to bed the day before the exam at 2am, pretty early for me. Woke up the next day, and totally bombed the final. I went from having an A- to a boarder line C because of the final. I had to have a B or better to consider 'passing' in grad school. When I went to his office he said he was 'really dissapointed in me' because I did so bad on the final, 47/100. I tried my best to look really concerned and told him 'yeah, I know. I got stuck on one problem and lost alot of time and I had a final before hand, bla bla bla.' He said, I was generous and gave you a B, but you were half a point away but I know you worked hard. Then I walked out of his office quietly with my head down. Once I closed his door I had the biggest smile on my face and left happy as can be. That class was a HORRIBLE amount of work, and I dont give a damn about PDEs. Yippie its over!! To be fair, he taught me a lot of math. But this class was wayyyyyyyyyyyy wayyyyyy too much work to be reasonable. I dont think my advisor will be to happy with my B- in an undergrad math class <shrug> . -I was never so happy to do so poorly in my life. Couldnt care less what my grade was so long as it was passing. And I just did it by the skin of my teeth.