An Affinity for Infinity
Mathematicians are playas. They'll roll right up on yo function and be all like "Yo Effavex, why don't you climb up into my ti-89." And yo function will usually put out--some real number. They won't stick with that same function either, cuz they'll derive it crazy.
When I was 18, like most 18 year-olds, I was insecure. Most of my responses to people included the words "I know." Here's a hint, If most of your responses to people include the words "I know," then you probably aren't letting yourself learn anything and therefore don't know. At an older age I have learned to suck up my pride. Sure I am smart, but that means I am smart enough to abuse the resources afforded me. At 18 I was dumb enough to think I was smart enough to not need those resources.
So, maybe I understand my analysis class better than most, and maybe I am better at proof writing. This doesn't change the fact that I suck at arithmetic and sometimes need a reminder that 1/X is greater than X where X<1 (Oh David, you mathematical moron, you). There is no learning in pretense. Although there is, and I know there is because I have got it, pretense in learning.
Even the biggest players need a wing-man from time to time. For this reason I'm starting a study group for my analysis class. Oh the white boards we will fill to a montage that will result in slow-mo high-fives . . . I can't wait.
crap! I got a-sub-n all over this shirt, I should change.