Who should I go to Prom with? + Recent Slump in Math + Rant
by shiningsunnyday, May 17, 2016, 3:11 AM
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Who should I go to Prom with? I'll post pictures and a narration afterwards! :D
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First, on a lighthearted tone, this Friday is "PROM NIGHT, and ticket sales have been going As all of you know, I'm a highly popular ladies-man and as always, there's been a flood of candidates who have been breathing down my neck daily in hopes of securing themselves a tiny piece of my consideration for a prom mate. After carefully evaluating them through an agonizing process of narrowing the candidates down, I've finally come up with 5 candidates. And you guys get to pick for me!
Please vote on the poll!
EDIT: I'm combining 102 and Interm CP. If you guys want me to go to prom with combo just vote for either one and I'll take their sum.
Math Slump
*Last night*
I slammed my fist on my mahogany desk in frustration, my pen having been clicked in and out for hours without ever touching the paper, my previous failed approaches intact after hours of beckoning. It's an esoteric kind of frustration, not the kind a typical teenager experiences (break ups, bad grades, etc.). No no. It was the frustration of a mathematician, the kind where the only consolation you get is from yourself. The agony of writhing in pain after having made no progress. The self-doubt. His hunger to solve a seemingly easy problem ignored. I'm sure you AoPSers know what I'm talking about.
What was the root of my slump lately? I wandered around inside my mind, trampling, writhing, seeking for enlightenment. Then I met eyes with my APUSH book.
APUSH book: *forces a shy smile*
Needless to say, it was immediately torn apart and sent to the bottom of my rubbish bin.
My math books watched me, frozen in terror, like they were concubines who watched in vain as their emperor raged in fury. The more I fuss over my math problems, the more obsessed I get, an addiction, albeit a beautiful one. I feel like I'm being whipped by the queen of the sciences everyday, and yet I enjoy it. I really ought to have some sense of decency, esp. with only 2 weeks to salvage my GPA.
That's that. Any advice for getting over slumps? Also put some sense in me, please, cause this addiction issue is getting serious...
Rant on life
Feel free to read it, you don't have to since its going to be a bombardment of emotions. Feel free to sympathize, comment, etc.
EDIT: Disclaimer: The rant contains some vulgar language in the form of asterisks. Feel free to skip it if you feel offended by such language.
First, on a lighthearted tone, this Friday is "PROM NIGHT, and ticket sales have been going As all of you know, I'm a highly popular ladies-man and as always, there's been a flood of candidates who have been breathing down my neck daily in hopes of securing themselves a tiny piece of my consideration for a prom mate. After carefully evaluating them through an agonizing process of narrowing the candidates down, I've finally come up with 5 candidates. And you guys get to pick for me!
Please vote on the poll!
EDIT: I'm combining 102 and Interm CP. If you guys want me to go to prom with combo just vote for either one and I'll take their sum.
Math Slump
*Last night*
I slammed my fist on my mahogany desk in frustration, my pen having been clicked in and out for hours without ever touching the paper, my previous failed approaches intact after hours of beckoning. It's an esoteric kind of frustration, not the kind a typical teenager experiences (break ups, bad grades, etc.). No no. It was the frustration of a mathematician, the kind where the only consolation you get is from yourself. The agony of writhing in pain after having made no progress. The self-doubt. His hunger to solve a seemingly easy problem ignored. I'm sure you AoPSers know what I'm talking about.
What was the root of my slump lately? I wandered around inside my mind, trampling, writhing, seeking for enlightenment. Then I met eyes with my APUSH book.
APUSH book: *forces a shy smile*
Needless to say, it was immediately torn apart and sent to the bottom of my rubbish bin.
My math books watched me, frozen in terror, like they were concubines who watched in vain as their emperor raged in fury. The more I fuss over my math problems, the more obsessed I get, an addiction, albeit a beautiful one. I feel like I'm being whipped by the queen of the sciences everyday, and yet I enjoy it. I really ought to have some sense of decency, esp. with only 2 weeks to salvage my GPA.
That's that. Any advice for getting over slumps? Also put some sense in me, please, cause this addiction issue is getting serious...
Rant on life
Feel free to read it, you don't have to since its going to be a bombardment of emotions. Feel free to sympathize, comment, etc.
EDIT: Disclaimer: The rant contains some vulgar language in the form of asterisks. Feel free to skip it if you feel offended by such language.
This post has been edited 5 times. Last edited by shiningsunnyday, May 18, 2016, 3:31 PM
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