Reflecting On A Book About The Himalayas

Reflecting on a book about the Himalayas

I was sort of dozing off in math class today. I could hear wisps of what the professor was saying, as I fought with my body to stay awake. But then I was shocked into wakefulness, when I heard the professor say, " so we have proved that 5 is equal to 1. Okay everyone? Everyone got that? 5 is equal to 1! "

For a brief second, I was more confused and lost than I ever remember being in my life.

The professor was already moving on to the next proof. Everybody was nodding in agreement and hurrying to note it down. I looked at the blackboard and everything looked like normal stuff that we were doing before. But it felt like I had crossed over to another universe. My brain could not find any other sensible solution for the situation.

And then I finally found the statement of the proof and realized that the professor meant that we had proven that statement number 5 and statement number 1, were equivalent.

Anybody’s noticed those discordant piano notes in Olivia Rodrigo’s ‘Jealousy, Jealousy’...? I am like, genuinely impressed how they level up the crazy-with-jealousy, wild vibe of the song.

I just saw ‘Weathering with You’... and girl its not your fault... its the Global Warming.

Nothing can beat the agony of getting seven problem sums wrong in a row.

You can be both closed and open. You can also be neither closed nor open. But that would be too much diversity for people to deal with.

Closed is not the opposite of Open. Closed is the complement of Open. Ifykyk