Well guys, I passed my quals. How was it, you ask? Let’s just say that at one point, I drew a water molecule with two oxygens connected by a hydrogen. I stared at it for a solid three seconds while…
When I was growing up, cheese was something that I regarded as distinctly American, completely foreign to my very Chinese family. As such, it had this magical, mystical, other-worldly aura about it, fueled by descriptions that made it seem like the…
I had a moment last night where, in the midst of trying (and utterly failing) to make sense of this paper, I was suddenly daunted by that deep abyss of Knowledge I would have to internalize before my quals (6…
I have a post-concert tea-and-cake tradition: after my Saturday night orchestra concerts, I invite friends over for tea and cake. It’s a good excuse to bake a cake, bring people together, and decompress after the concert. Last weekend’s concert ended…
I’m roommate-less this week. Sam’s doing a two-week tour of Southeast Asia, while Ruvani’s roadtripping across the great state of California. Oh, spring break – I have fond memories of you too, but this year I am forsaking you in…
On Saturday, I helped out at the UC Berkeley Expanding Your Horizons conference. It’s a day-long event for middle school girls to get them interested in STEM (science, technology, engineering, and math) fields. Over 300 (!!) girls took over the…
Quite possibly the most entertaining (and edifying!) math doodles I’ve ever seen. Vi Hart calls herself a mathemusician, and she’s also got a lot of videos where she explains math via music. Check them out here.
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I woke up this morning and decided it was high time I baked a cake. It’s been a while since I’ve done anything substantial in the kitchen – this is the lucky semester in which I take my qualifying exam,…
These words may not be real (spoiler, sorry), but they describe so much. My current favorite: gnossienne n. a moment of awareness that someone you’ve known for years still has a private and mysterious inner life, and somewhere in the hallways…