We're almost there.
It's Thursday night, nearly midnight. I have a fever and my throat feels like it has needles through it, and is on fire simultaneously. I sit in front of my computer screen, staring blankly at the CSC165 website calendar. I find the energy to print out some lecture slides... They are all out of order and confused. My head begins to hurt, contemplating whether to ditch the test which is now less than 12 hours away. It's now 1am. Still haven't done anything. I grab my coat and go out to meet a friend for a time-out at the 24 hour Tim Hortons. Sit and chat till 2:30am. Complain about how nothing ever works out the right way in life.
Get back home by 3am. Decide to sleep for a couple of hours. Wake up at 10am, 3 hours later than I intended to. Feeling terrible. Contemplate ditching the test again. Somehow find the courage to scribble down a cheat sheet and think about induction. 11:30am, pack my bag and cycle to the Health Services office. Book an appointment for the afternoon. Get a cup of tea from MB, and head to BA1180.
So glad I decided to do the test, even though I can hardly hold up my pencil. All of the proofs are on my cheat sheet. Thank god!! What a fun morning.
Assignment 2 wasn't very interesting. Don't really feel like reflecting on it. Something about universal and existential claims and proof structures. Got the gist of it. Keep looking back to see if the marks are up. Why does it take so long?
Seems like I haven't been for a lecture in the longest time. Perfect comeback lecture - open problems. Feels like my mind wants to explode. I consciously shut down when Prof. Heap starts talking about paradoxes. The last thing I need on my mind right now is a mathematical paradox. I feel good about my position going into the last 1/3rd of the course, grades wise. Still a little lost about what I'm trying to gain from this class though.
Seems like we are learning about a hopeless battle with confusion. Way to crush clarity. I think I need a messiah... anyone?
