I've been spending some quality time with quadratic functions (the beginnings of calculus) for the last three days and I'm just about at the end of my rope. I went to my surprise party, made cream of mushroom soup, painted a masterpiece, went on two big runs, attempted to play frisbee, went grocery shopping...it's not like my life has just been math for the last three days, but it sure feels that way. Here's a snipit of what I'm talking about...pour the sympathy on anytime:
"determine, through investigation, the transformational relationship among the family of quadratic functions that have the same zeros, and determine the algebraic representation of
a quadratic function, given the real roots of the corresponding quadratic equation and a point on the function" Seriously?
So I've been reminiscing about the past this weekend, because reminders of high school (math) does that to you. I can feel Laura cringing now.
Let's start with the party...I used to have great parties. We had an in-house dj and even though we had our fair share of lovers quarrels, we both still had a good time. There was food, music, friends. It was a really nice way to spend a night. Enough said: this I recall fondly.
Second, it's everyone's birthday back home. Well, they're coming up soon enough. I hate missing things like this. I'm planning great Christmas pressies to make up for my absence, believe me :)
And lastly, these are some of the Damien Rice lyrics for his song, "I Remember". How fitting, being that it's all I seem to be doing this weekend. Back in the still-in-Canada days, when I thought I would come to Korea and spend all my Sunday nights with one person, listening to acoustic guitar renditions of Free Fallin', these words helped to explain why I actually took the plunge and came here.
I remember it well
The first time that I saw
Your head around the door
'Cause mine stopped working
I remember it well
There was wet in your hair
I was stood in the stairs
And time stopped moving
I want you here tonight
I want you here
'Cause I can't believe what I found
I want you here tonight
I want you here
Nothing is taking me down, down, down...
I remember it well
Taxied out of a storm
To watch you perform
And my ships were sailing
I remember it well
I was stood in your line
And your mouth, your mouth, your mouth...
I want you here tonight
I want you here
'Cause I can't believe what I found
I want you here tonight
I want you here
Nothing is taking me down, down, down...
Except you...
Oh well...things change, right? Well, except for math. Those dang quadratic functions are still there, still taunting me. I'm a sucker for punishment though: I'm going back in for more.
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