you guys always talk about how math is awful and stupid and kills your dreams but let me tell you, i love math, okay?
you know what the fibonacci spiral, the golden ratio, the DIVINE PROPORTION is? It’s everywhere! it’s at the cores of flowers, the shells of sea snails, the arrangements and veins of leaves! the geometry of crystals! there are numbers so perfect that nature takes them and puts them EVERYWHERE! do you know how astounding that is???
math is truth in it’s rawest form! math is being given a statement in obscurity and DISCOVERING THE PURE TRUTH OF IT. it’s beauty and completeness! you can’t escape math!!! it’s everywhere! it’s a part of you! it’s in the design of your face and the dimensions of your body! it’s what makes the earth turn and the tides move! it’s the core of everything!
to begin to understand math is to begin to understand the workings of the universe
Mathematics is everywhere and we all learned it at some point, but what is mathematics, really? A search on the internet will yield many different interpretations. According to Google, mathematics is “the abstract science of number, quantity, and space.” Here is a collection of how some of history’s greatest minds described mathematics.
An intellectual game “Mathematics is a game played according to certain simple rules with meaningless marks on paper.”—David Hilbert
“Pure mathematics is the world’s best game. It is more absorbing than chess, more of a gamble than poker, and lasts longer than Monopoly. It’s free. It can be played anywhere—Archimedes did it in a bathtub.”—Richard J. Trudeau
“Mathematics is about making up rules and seeing what happens.”—Vi Hart
“Mathematics is like checkers in being suitable for the young, not too difficult, amusing, and without peril to the state.”—Plato
“Mathematics is an independent world created out of pure intelligence.”—William Woods Worth
A tool for the sciences “Mathematics is the tool specially suited for dealing with abstract concepts of any kind and there is no limit to its power in this field.”—Paul Dirac
“Our physical world doesn’t have just some mathematical properties, it has only mathematical properties.”—Max Tegmark
“Mathematics serves as a handmaiden for the explanation of the quantitative situations in other subjects …”—H. F. Fehr
“In order to understand the universe, you must know the language in which it is written. And that language is mathematics.”—Galileo
A search for pattern, order, and structure “A mathematician, like a painter or poet, is a maker of patterns. If his patterns are more permanent than theirs, it is because they are made with ideas.”—G. H. Hardy
“Mathematics compares the most diverse phenomena and discovers the secret analogies that unite them.”—Joseph Fourier
“Go down deep enough into anything and you will find mathematics.”—Dean Schlicter
Logic and reasoning “All Mathematics is Symbolic Logic.”—Bertrand Russell
“Pure mathematics is, in its way, the poetry of logical ideas.” –Albert Einstein
“Mathematics is the supreme judge; from its decisions there is no appeal.“—Tobias Dantzig
Luke was one of the most popular guys on campus, he was head of the biggest frat house on campus, could get any girl he wanted and to top it off he had an accent. Though he was all of these things he was also the campuses biggest mystery. No one knew what he was his major was and if he wasn’t at a party or in class it was like he disappeared from campus all together. No one knew where he went or why he disappeared he just did, that was until one day you were walking through the more forgotten part of the library you saw him with textbooks, papers, and math instruments spread everywhere. You stopped in your tracks as you watched him pound out equation after equation, completely stunned at how quick he was going. As you began to walk away you knocked your bag against the bookshelf next to you. Luke’s head shooting up and catching your eyes.
“Sorry” you murmmered. As you began to walk away you heard him mutter something underneath his breath. “Sorry, what did you say?” He would look at you all doe eyed.
“Uhm…uh…” he was trying to get the words to form but couldn’t. “Sorry I’m just not used to people coming down here, well no one ever comes down here so I figured I would be safe.”
“Safe from what?”
“Safe from people learning that I was good in school. Doing good in school and being in a frat don’t really go hand in hand around here, and if people found out they would start treating me differently.” He rambled.
“Well don’t worry your secrets safe with me. I don’t exactly have much voice on this campus, and I can’t say anyone would believe me if I said I saw the Luke Hemmings in the oldest part of the library working on math homework.” you scoffed.
He studied you in the silence before he thought of what to say next. “Well I guess this will be our little secret, and I mean if you ever need help with any of your homework feel free to stop by, it is staring to get a little lonely down here” a small smirk crossing his face, as he leaned back in his chair folding his arms over his chest.
You could feel your cheeks heating up as his bright blue eyes stares at you, “Well can’t say I’ve ever had a frat boy ask me to do homework with him before, but who knows Hemmings maybe I will take you up on your offer one of these day.” you say trying to play off a confident smirk before turning on your heals, and walking back down the library stacks trying to find the book you had previously been looking for.
“See you around Baby girl” Luke called after you had walked away.
Is Andy in love with the daughter of the teacher he hated the most?
If any of you want another part, please tell me! Also, if you have a plot for a next part, please write me~ ^-^
“Look who we have here”
My friends snickered as they saw (Y/N) walking towards us. She rolled her eyes and simply looked to the side.
(Y/N) was the daughter of our math teacher, Mrs Smith. I didn’t even want to imagine what her life was like. Math here. Math there. Math everywhere. No thanks.
“She looks just like her mom”, another one of my friends cooed, making me groan in annoyance. “Could you please shut up already? Your jokes are getting worse every passing day”
As I looked back to the direction of were (Y/N) was just a few seconds ago, she wasn’t there anymore, thank god. Whenever she was near us, my friends turned into stupid immature preschoolers that liked to tease poor classmates that didn’t do anything wrong in any way.
Another round of laughter followed, but I didn’t even look up to see what made them die of amusement this time. With a light and disappointed shake of my head, I grabbed my bag from the ground and went to the next classroom.