Mathematics is in our everyday life. We are already encountering it from the moment we open our eyes. Looking at the clock is a simple math. Math is everywhere. It’s in our way to school, it’s in our home, it’s in anyone’s job and it’s even in us. Math doesn’t stop when we graduated college. It continues to show up until the day that we will die. In the contrary, if math is very important, why do most people still hate it? During when I was in my 3rd year of high school, I’m really preparing for the subject of math. Some alumni said that Math IV was difficult to handle but some said it was not. I don’t know who I’m going to believe but I know that I have to prepare enough bullets so I will not going to die when the war starts because for me, math IV is like a deadly war-- but this war is different. The bullets are not coming from a gun, they are coming from a very big hand (literally) and the bullets are the grades, x and y, constants, graphs, square roots (as we call it, scare roots), imaginary number, negative, fraction, decimal, pi, trigonometric functions, and many more and your armors are your knowledge, curious mind and a bit of common sense. Throughout the year, I will have to fight this terror subject-with a strict (a bit terror but not too hard) teacher. And now that the war is running out of time, let us all reminisce what happened during the battle. Let’s see what it taught me. When I first stepped into the war zone and experienced the hardness of getting into the war, all I can say to myself is “Shit! I didn’t expect this to be like this.” During the first day, I was expecting something that will not astonished me but what happened is the reverse of it. I cursed math but I accepted the challenge of my teacher even if I’m nervous about it. The war is only starting but I can feel that this is going to be a tough one. My teacher in math is the only one who said that there is going to be a recitation in his subject on the second day of the school year and when somebody fails to answer the question, he will give her/him a failing grade. For the first time, I took this war more seriously. I’m afraid that the one that will cause my failure is because I’m not armed with enough knowledge that I will use to stay alive in this battle. I don