LOVE IS POISON

Last night, I was so nervous about my impending exam that I my stomach was upset and to calm down I did exercises until midnight. It didn't really work. I think it wasn't the nervousness, it was the chili I had for dinner.

So before I started drooling on that picture I was quite happy about life already. Even though my legs hurt so much and I forgot my umbrella so of course it rained, but only in the ten minutes while I was walking to the bus stop.

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Of course, photos of Arthur and his knights are far more interesting than my day.

Yesterday sucked beyond expectations. I got a mail at 11am telling me I had to be in my professor's office at 4pm to register my vote, so there went my afternoon. I had to move my student's lesson one hour earlier (it's weird to call him my student, he's more like my constant nuisance whose attention span is shorter than mine) but at least we're doing derivatives now so there's not much to explain, I just have to check that he's not making any mistakes in his exercises.

So at 3pm I hopped on the train, walked to the physics department, got lost in the physics department, found the office (on the 2nd floor, first door in the corridor, too bad I'd walked up to the far end by mistake and had to walk back), found a message taped to the office door saying "I'm in A107", walked down to ground floor to room A109 by mistake so I had to double back to A107... By the way, obviously A109 is on the far end of the corridor while A107 is right next to the entrance. I walked for about 20 minutes just to find my professor in the room next to the door I'd come in from. I was completely out of breath by then. His (nicer) colleague seemed worried I might collapse. And from the look on his face, I totally didn't need to come back and could have registered the vote last week. :/

Anyway, after this colossal waste of time I got home. I'd contacted about ten people to ask if they were interested in asking for an exam in November, and all the answers I got were negative. I asked anyway, figuring I've got nothing to lose, but until I get a reply I don't know what to study.

I also got a faculty-wide mail about doing a year-long internship in Japan that sounds awesome, but I don't think I have the qualifications. My grades are decent but not stellar and they only take about 3% of all applicants. I don't even have any English certification. (I kind of see my mum's point about them now, though I still think FCE is too low-level.) I still wish to look up who's in charge of applications for this internship and ask for more info, if only because my parents would go spare if I sent in an application.

And, to conclude, my brother broke my favourite mug. I probably shouldn't whine so much about it, but it was my mug and it had a cute cats pattern and I liked it. :(

It's cold and damp and I've got a hell of a cold and probably a slight fever too, and I'm marathoning the first series of The Big Bang Theory and I'm laughing so much my throat hurts. A lot. But it was hurting already because of the cold so it's okay.
At least now I get why the guys in my year are so obsessed with it. Well, guys and girls. And one girl anyway. A subset of the guys in my year. Which includes at least one guy and at least one girl. Scary part is, we actually talk like that. Er.

Before getting sucked into this I also watched Merlin 3x06 and it was... okay, I suppose. Not memorable. I liked Elaine, though I don't get why she's the daughter of a lord and gets called princess while Vivian was the daughter of a king and was called lady. It makes no sense at all. Oh, and Vivian was prettier by far, but that's obvious.

I also feel compelled to add that I'm a mathematician, not a physicist. Or at least I'd be if I got my degree, which is not going to happen until I pass the damn physics exam, which might explain part of my resentment towards physicists. Though obviously mathematicians are superior to physicists. Everyone says so. Apart from the physicists, but they're just delusional. And the engineers probably disagree but their opinion doesn't amount to anything. And there's probably a lot of people who don't give a damn. But if you ask me, mathematicians are better.

10) "The proof of this theorem is omitted because it's trivial." (And then it takes two hours and several pages to figure it out.)

9) "Refer to Theorem 6.6.4." (And there's no Theorem 6.6.4 in the book.)

8) "Here we apply X's Theorem." (And X gave his name to about 15 theorems, none of which have been mentioned in the book before.)

7) (From notes.) "Lesson was not clear, see the book for this part." (And it's not in the book.)

6) "Let's call this variable X. Then let's change our mind and call it Y. Then let's call this other variable X."

5) Anything involving apices, pedices and indicized variables. Especially if the end result is something like (x(i)_l)^j.

4) Especially when there is a mistake in the text. (And there always is.)

3) Russian mathematicians whose name is spelled in 3 different ways in as many times they're mentioned. (And they never show up on Wikipedia or Google either.)

2) Anything that mentions differential forms.

1) Studying, in general.