One of the reasons I've always liked math is that the answer is always going to be the same and unless you're some freak genius, the method of obtaining the answer is always going to be available. There was never that ambiguity shit that english had: "Is so-and-so really talking about a goat here or is it symbolic of his dead mother?" I remember to this day when I told my 11th grade honors english teacher that The Sun Also Rises had no symbolism. I flat out refused to say that the hat the stupid woman wore meant anything. I'm pretty sure I took a year or two off the woman's life with my statement.
For these same reasons are why I detested chemistry yet loved biology. That goat in the poem? It's just a goat. If it's hot outside, it's still a goat. Add some water to it? Just a goat. It's always going to be...a goat. But in chemistry you have, for example*, hydrogen plus oxygen which, as we all know, joins together to make a water molecule. BUT WAIT, say there's some weird acid involved, it won't form water. Too hot or cold? No water for you! I loathed chemistry because there were way too many variables to be aware of.
Seeing as how it's almost 3am and my poor body hasn't seen this hour in some time, I can't even remember why I started writing about math and biology. I know I had a point I wanted to say and originally was going to write something really cryptic just because I just needed to say it somewhere, but ended up writing about math and science...or did I?
*Do not correct me. The day I dropped organic chemistry, second semester is a shining moment in my academic memory. Getting out of that class and promptly forgetting everything I had ever learned in chemistry was a glorious decision.