tu-i-tion

i found out last night the girl under my tutelage is a math olympiad. and i was like.. WHOA. and WHOA. and WHOA again. felt so humbled. and so envious.

speaking of tuition, and speaking of speech, i corrected her pronunciation of awry (that is, it should be a-rye, not aw-ree). while it's not an oft-spoken word, i told her that people might do a double take if she pronounced it correctly because most of us are used to the wrong pronunciation (which we probably only hear in our heads, since it doesn't come out in conversation very often)(when was the last time you use awry?)(i learned this lesson in my 20s, so i am assuming that everyone is as slow as i am hahaha)(oh well :| ).

still on the topic of tuition, i have a young pair of twins who are very weak in English (my rule of thumb to the other students that thou shall speaketh no other language other than ye olde English cannot apply here)(i practically conduct the class in my half past six 华语 *pats self on back*)(too many parentheses derailed my train of thought -- where was i..? oh.) that it takes considerable effort to read or spell simple words like sad or shy --they have no prob with happy though -- and unsurprisingly, no problem with spelling angry. guess where they learn it from? (hint: steve jobs made it possible)

it's actually quite fun being a tuition teacher (except for the rush to leave and the traffic jam parts in getting to their homes after work - that makes me wanna quit every week *whimpers). sometimes i wonder how i get away with it because i still struggle with explaining the technical parts (and you can see how this blog is littered with grammatical errors -- i know, i cringe when i spot them too)(and of course i feel it in my guts doesn't cut it), but they seem to be receptive. i could only hope i'm actually teaching them something.

methinks the math geek in me just exploded...

into a million euphoric bits! ^_^


what pi  sounds like:



what tau sounds like:

but you are!

[from tumblr]

*doubling over in giggles*
tee hee! whee! ^__^

i spent sunday night watching the R-rated satirical bromance flick harold & kumar: escape from guantanamo bay (yes, i've been watching a lot of movies these days. making up for the lost years.. haha! on the same note, i also watched knocked up, upon which i knew for sure that i would never deliver a baby the natural way if i ever got pregger. just cut me up and take him/her out, my dear ob-gyn).

back to H&K.. it was quite a mindless but funny show, with some nudity (i'd rather they didn't), a lot of vulgarity, and the ever awesome neil patrick harris. :)

the reason i posted this so-called review is cos my fav part of the movie is this poem recited by the titular kumar to the "only girl he's ever loved".. it's so cute and aww-inspiring. *giggles*

I fear that I will always be
a lonely number like root three

the three is all that’s good and right,
why must my three keep out of sight
beneath the vicious square root sign,
I wish instead I were a nine

for nine could thwart this evil trick,
with just some quick arithmetic
I know I’ll never see the sun, as 1.7321
such is my reality, a sad irrationality

when hark! what is this I see,
another square root of a three

as quietly co-waltzing by,
together now we multiply
to form a number we prefer,
rejoicing as an integer

we break free from our mortal bonds
with the wave of magic wands
our square root signs become unglued
your love for me has been renewed

david feinberg :: square root of three

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an early happy valentine's to all integers.. & sq root nos too! ;)

^__^

[from lolmart]