4.16.2010
4.14.2010
Poem
Three things:
April is national poetry month.
My mother passed away on this date a week before my 10th birthday.
That birthday party was kind of stupid . . .
In honor of this trifecta of events here's a poem.
In honor of this trifecta of events here's a poem.
Cassiopeia and Andromeda
The constellations glide and alter so slowly as to seem immovable,
So stretch the cords and bonds that make me ever yours.
And you, mine.
The dreams and hopes you whispered with kisses to my infant ears rooted, sprouted, fruited and became my own.
Your eyes sparkle still, your heart beats ever, your laugh echoes, you live.
Though you live not, you live in me.
The curve of your face is my own curve.
The strength of your hand is my own strength.
The hope of your faith is my own hope.
The love which binds we two, stops not at death, begins not at birth, finds no sorrow at departure, but glides ever on like the graceful dance of stars.
So stretch the cords and bonds that make me ever yours.
And you, mine.
The dreams and hopes you whispered with kisses to my infant ears rooted, sprouted, fruited and became my own.
Your eyes sparkle still, your heart beats ever, your laugh echoes, you live.
Though you live not, you live in me.
The curve of your face is my own curve.
The strength of your hand is my own strength.
The hope of your faith is my own hope.
The love which binds we two, stops not at death, begins not at birth, finds no sorrow at departure, but glides ever on like the graceful dance of stars.
4.12.2010
4.07.2010
Line of Best Fit
I sometimes fall back on math to solve my problems. Once, a sympathetic friend was standing next to me when another girl began asking me awkward and personal questions about a guy I was dating. My friend, seeing that I was getting uncomfortable/nervous turned to me and said "Quick, what's 5+5?" Ahhh, love her. And math. Combining love and math seems like an odd sum to some. But in my universe things are always better when they are coupled.
Recently I used math to illustrate a point to one of my friends while we were up late talking about love and romance. I told her that it seems to me that love is a scatter plot.
The x-axis represents time and the y-axis the positive/negative interactions you have with someone. Of course it's best when the positive interactions increase over time because the goal with any blossoming romance is to increase both the frequency and the positive degree of your interactions. This is what math nerds call a positive correlation.
But sometimes there's no correlation at all and you're left with a bunch of random dots all over.
*sigh*
Math Homework:
1. Practice finding a line of best fit. click here
2. Watch Kirby and the Love Equation
4.06.2010
Joke
Q: Why didn't the bunny have any friends?
A: Because he was so cheep, cheep, cheep!
Get it?
Me neither.
But the 7th grader who just told it to me was laughing pretty hard and thought he was pretty hilarious.
A: Because he was so cheep, cheep, cheep!
Get it?
Me neither.
But the 7th grader who just told it to me was laughing pretty hard and thought he was pretty hilarious.
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