Sunday, July 6, 2014

Trip

Vancouver trip was fun. We drove 3300 KM in 5 days. I loved Stanley Park in Vancouver, and Inner harbour in Victoria, BC. Best part was probably the drive itself. We had amazing view of nature through numerous mountain passes.

Monday, May 19, 2014

Calculus progress

It took me 5 years to finish first 10 chapters of Spivak's calculus. Not impressed with myself right now !

Tuesday, April 8, 2014

Text

"i’m not a boy i’m a storm with skin"

Sunday, April 6, 2014

Devil

I've seen the fucking devil and it's got a pretty face!

Saturday, March 22, 2014

Math Shaming by Mathematicians !

I keep telling them that I added 2 + 2 and got 5. They can't know my unique experience, so why do they doubt me? Shit lord math shamers.

Monday, January 6, 2014

Free man

You can't conquer a free man; the most you can do is kill him. 
- Heinlein

Sunday, December 1, 2013

And also with John Green

1)
tiny: i just wanted to come over and thank you. i'm tiny cooper, and i've been dating this will grayson for four weeks, two days, and eighteen hours now. if you hadn't been such an evil, selfish, deceitful, vindictive frenemy to him, we would have never met. it just goes to show, if you try to ruin someone's life, it only gets better. you just don't get to be part of it.

me: tiny, enough.

tiny: i think she needs to know what she's missing, will. i think she needs to know how happy --

me: ENOUGH!

-- in Will Grayson & Will Grayson by John Green and David Levithan. This part might have been written by David Levithan, I am not sure.


2)
"Grayson, are you coming out to me? Because I'm, I mean, don't take this personally, but I would sooner go straight than go gay with you."

"NO. No no no. I don't want to screw you. I just love you. When did who you want to screw become the whole game? Since when is the person you want to screw the only person you get to love? It's so stupid, Tiny! I mean, Jesus, who even gives a fuck about sex?! People act like it's the most important thing humans do, but come on. How can our sentient fucking lives revolve around something slugs can do. I mean, who you want to screw and whether you screw them? Those are important questions, I guess. But they're not that important. You know what's important? Who would you die for? Who do you wake up at five forty-five in the morning for even though you don't even know why he needs you? Whose drunken nose would you pick?!"