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There are many things in life that happen not because they have to, but because one lets them. It is the road paved and smoothed down by centuries of footfalls, carefully lined with drainage ditches and tulips to lead the way. It is the tried and true path, the one that is identifiable to ones peers. It is the well-trod road that is mapped out, destination by destination, infancy, childhood, youth. One lives through tutors and private schools and attends other well-appointed institutions in the quest for the better life.
Is it the better life because it is the easier life? Or is it better simply because it is the path that is well known?
A deviation from the road, tried and true to a new arena is often met with disdain and ridicule. It isn't unexpected, but always unwelcome, no matter the time. Uncertainties always rear their heads, but the road can be worth it, if done with the right intentions. Perhaps it is best to bid the past goodbye and simply keep the memories of an old life close.
My return has been met with various travails. Perhaps the most notable is that of one Yamanaka Ino barging into the apartment on Wednesday to inform me that I was to be auctioned off. Not the wisest choice of words by any stretch. In any event, it appears that I was not the first nor the last of Lysgar to be co-opted into her somewhat well-coordinated shindig. Thus, I have been auctioned and purchased for a price. Such shenanigans when I have only just got off a plane.
I am behind in schoolwork, although that can not be helped at this point. The professors have all been quite understanding, so I've been reassigned to a research position again, and have now the need to catch up post haste in class with the assignments I have been unable to complete via correspondence. My days will be extremely busy, it seems.
Luckily, the proofs class has been quite simplistic lately and an exploration in basic limits and series. The mere trappings of a beginning freshman proofs course.
Boring work, but easy enough to comprehend a simple factorial. The use of the squeeze theorem is basic enough, though this seems like a bunch of busy work to me. Simple, but I have better things to do with my time.
Is it the better life because it is the easier life? Or is it better simply because it is the path that is well known?
A deviation from the road, tried and true to a new arena is often met with disdain and ridicule. It isn't unexpected, but always unwelcome, no matter the time. Uncertainties always rear their heads, but the road can be worth it, if done with the right intentions. Perhaps it is best to bid the past goodbye and simply keep the memories of an old life close.
My return has been met with various travails. Perhaps the most notable is that of one Yamanaka Ino barging into the apartment on Wednesday to inform me that I was to be auctioned off. Not the wisest choice of words by any stretch. In any event, it appears that I was not the first nor the last of Lysgar to be co-opted into her somewhat well-coordinated shindig. Thus, I have been auctioned and purchased for a price. Such shenanigans when I have only just got off a plane.
I am behind in schoolwork, although that can not be helped at this point. The professors have all been quite understanding, so I've been reassigned to a research position again, and have now the need to catch up post haste in class with the assignments I have been unable to complete via correspondence. My days will be extremely busy, it seems.
Luckily, the proofs class has been quite simplistic lately and an exploration in basic limits and series. The mere trappings of a beginning freshman proofs course.
Boring work, but easy enough to comprehend a simple factorial. The use of the squeeze theorem is basic enough, though this seems like a bunch of busy work to me. Simple, but I have better things to do with my time.