Numbers. Numbers.
All I see are numbers.
It makes me dizzy seeing all these complicated-looking and intimidating strings of mathematical expressions and formulas on a single chalk-blanched blackboard.
I initially thought that it must be fate speaking. Physics and I are never meant to be together.
But at the back of my mind, I know that all those symbols and representations actually make some sort of sense. Albeit vague, I understand.
So why on earth did I write the first few lines of senseless complaints and rantings?
For one, I really just wanted to rant... and complain. And two, I want to make myself realize that I am just running away from the problem.
At present, I should be doing my physics problem set but instead I am writing this. Well, this is better than just pacing inside the library. I'm not really being productive. I feel bad.
Well, I have finally allowed myself to release my unease. Physics really drives me to the edge (particularly due to a certain nightmarish experience caused by a certain person).
Sigh, thank you words. If words did not exist, I might have gone really wild from frustration.
jaaaa, off to work
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