LOADING

 

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watching my thoughts like clouds

 

If I’m leaving my solitude it better be a masterpiece

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1:25 in the afternoon. Listening to Vivaldi while I sit with the thought of a friend. Maybe I should just reach out to her?

Or write about Egypt after reading something that didn’t really explain what makes Egypt Egypt. It’s like, if you’re already that far from home, why spend your time on stuff that feels the same as everywhere else? Why fly to Egypt if you’re just gonna ignore thousands of years of history, especially its mathematical foundations?

 

If I were undercover, I’d note the shisha and the everyday things happening in between that most tourists probably miss. But I’m just a low-budget human. I better see the stuff that actually explains why it was one of the greatest empires to ever exist.

I just do what I enjoy

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I don’t really pay attention to how many books I get through in a month or a year or whatever, like how I’ve never really cared about laundry or friend counts or who I even talk to.

Anyways, I’m gonna grab some bread and ice cream for my lil sis.

A Thought That Spiraled

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Around 7 p.m. I came across something earlier and started thinking, what do I actually like?

Solitude. Piecing together patterns. Looking at things from a bird’s eye view. And that feeling when I finally understand something, like when Holmes explains something to Watson and he finally gets what was obvious the whole time. And then, how the universe works. ‘Cause to me, the universe is just like the biggest cold case out there.

Based on that, what MBTI would you say I am?


I’m fine with whatever. I’m just kind of watching my mind the way a kid watches clouds change shape.

i just wanna sample every book life throws my way

 

Enjoyment > Completion

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Actually eating lunch and reading Humble Pie and The Maths That Made Us. Could have finished these months ago but there’s no reason to rush so I don’t.

It’s like eating 8 different kinds of candy

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Told my little sis I got like 8 more math books now, didn’t tell her about the donuts and ice cream soda though hehe. Thought I’d read 30 minutes each before I handle some serious stuff that may or may not be serious. If you ask me why I read this stuff, I don’t even know anymore. Curiosity, maybe. Or I just turn what I read into stories for my little sis.

 

 

Quest Abandoned

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It is almost 11 o’clock. Better to just sleep before I start reading the same sentence for like, the 10th time now haha.

 

evening log

 

Right before 6 pm

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Just put on my go-to white shirt and super comfy track pants ’cause I’m heading out to grab a burger + Coke float. I’m never drinking Coke again after this haha, though this drink’s making me happy for some reason and it reminds me of 고독한 우석씨. 

 

Around 7:25

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I’m gonna watch an episode of Oh My Ghost Clients (same guy from Pro Bono too), then I’ll get into more Isaac Newton stuff after that, maybe even read Extraterrestrial by Avi Loeb. I’ll probably just stick to like 30 mins each before I jump back into Signal 100 ch 17.

"Personally, I do not enjoy science fiction when it violates the laws of physics; I like science and I like fiction but only when they are honest, without pretensions."

— Avi Loeb, Extraterrestrial: The First Sign of Intelligent Life Beyond Earth

"An apple was no sphere, but he understood it to be flying through space along with the rest of the earth’s contents, spinning across 25,000 miles each day. Why, then, did it hang gently downward, instead of being flung outward like a stone whirled around on a string? The same question applied to the moon: what pushed it or pulled it away from a straight path?"

— James Gleick, Isaac Newton

Almost 9 pm already

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Do you usually read with lo-fi beats or rain ambience on? I usually go with rain sounds, but right now it’s Vivaldi’s Spring playing.

down the rabbit hole

 

It’s 5:40 pm. I’m upstairs at the dining table reading my sister’s astronomy and space encyclopedia. Still in the middle of it but I’m enjoying it like the ones I read earlier. Might also read Signal 100 for half an hour then switch to a movie. But I might just keep reading for fun.

“Solitude was the essential part of his genius.”

— Isaac Newton (2003) by James Gleick

I don’t know what’s the matter with people: they don’t learn by understanding; they learn by some other way–by rote, or something.

— "Surely You're Joking, Mr. Feynman!": Adventures of a Curious Character

The ancient Egyptians created the first 365 day solar calendar. The ancient Romans made adjustments and added one extra day every four years.

 

In 1582, Pope Gregory XIII (the 13^th) corrected the problems. He ordered that three leap years should be skipped every 400 years. We use the Gregorian calendar today, named for Pope Gregory.

— Rourke's World of Science Encyclopedia: Volume 7: Astronomy and Space

Suppose three men can paint three fences in three hours. How long would it take one man to paint one fence? It’s tempting to blurt out “one hour.”

The correct answer is three hours.

— The Joy of x by Steven Strogatz

“There are 100 signals to activate your suicide.”

— Arata Miyatsuki

i just got distracted

 

Today I spent a good few minutes just looking at my wall instead of doing literally anything useful. I was just staring at it when I realized I’ve basically mapped out the whole world in front of me. So my wall is a mashup of math, the universe, and geography, plus anatomy stuff because skeletons and tummies are cool. And of course, there’s that note from my little sis calling herself my 'nightmare.' LMAO

Of course I had to sing along haha (＾▽＾)♪

새로운 color의 algorithm
내 안을 투영한 my prism
무한을 펼쳐, 이 감정은 violet
숨결처럼 일렁거려

[Pre-Chorus]
비춰진 미로 같은 view

[Chorus]
Not bad, 불완전한 느낌
비대칭한 선은 beautiful
Let's take, 오묘한 빛의 신기루 같은 silhouette
아득히 펼쳐지는 걸
(Oh, no) 시선 끝은 언제나 odd

[Post-Chorus]
Let's make something out of nothing (Nothing, nothing, nothing)
Let's make something super beautiful (Beautiful)
Let's take, 깨어난 순간 날 이끈 이 마음은 shine
시선 끝은 언제나 odd

[Verse 2]
지나온 나의 페이지 속
쏟아져버린 물감의 draw
특별한 shape of heart, 형용할 수 없어
이름이 없는 emotion

 

[Pre-Chorus]
비현실적인 scene이 blow

[Chorus]
Not bad, 불완전한 느낌
비대칭한 선은 beautiful
Let's take, 오묘한 빛의 신기루 같은 silhouette
아득히 펼쳐지는 걸

[Post-Chorus]
Let's make something out of nothing (Nothing, nothing, nothing)
Let's make something super beautiful (Beautiful)
Let's take 깨어난 순간 날 이끈 이 마음은 shine
(Oh, no) 시선 끝은 언제나 odd

[Bridge]
피어난 my jamais vu (Mm)
파고든 낯선 기분 (Mm)
영롱한 이 감각들이
바로 눈앞에

[Chorus]
Bright wave, 눈이 부신 미지
자유로운 vibe, wonderful
That's great, 설렘이 번진 발끝이 여는 풍경에
내게 닿은 눈빛은 odd

[Post-Chorus]
Let's make something out of nothing (Ooh)
Let's make something super beautiful (Beautiful; Super beautiful)
Let's take, 오묘한 빛의 신기루 같은 silhouette
아득히 펼쳐지는 걸 (Oh)