I loved math in high school, enough so that when I went into uni I started out as a Mechanical Engineering major. Probably would've stuck with that but *god* did I ever hate the math department, and they didn't like me much either. I'd skip all the homework and sleep through more classes than I'm proud to admit, and ace all the tests. Then suddenly that wasn't good enough anymore (physics 201 was the turning point). "Fuzzy" departments seemed to respond better to that approach, so that's where I ended up.... Plus I cared more about human language than natural language. English was the bomb, Chinese was more fun, Japanese was the best (epic sensei). 

But, despite all that, I still wound up taking a metric fuckton of math-based classes (including one in actual rocket science). Math is always going to be awesome. At its core, it's another language -- and if you don't like learning about it, look first to your teachers. Math is a simple language that doesn't convey beauty as easily as English. It's easy for people to get caught up in the grind, and lose the ambition towards higher purpose that math can (and should) carry with it.