Service With a Smile

I’m a slacker. But what else is new? The fact that my last post was almost ten months ago…I’m sad to report not much has changed. I’m still a bank teller without my math degree (though I hope to change that in the coming weeks), in debt and loving my lack of a social life. Wait, what? Okay, maybe that last one was a lie. But when the only semblance of a social life one gets is from the workplace—especially when the workplace consists of a lot of customers who may or may not get upset with you whether or not you’re to blame—not having to socialize with others outside of work may be considered a blessing. Or the life of a hermit.

But maybe I was already leaning towards the hermit-ite lifestyle. Who really enjoys socializing with a self-proclaimed math geek? Actually, I don’t know the answer to that question. Nor do I care. So what if I’m a math geek? In fact, I had a co-worker who asked me in shock, “Why would you say something like that about yourself? That’s depressing.” . . .  I never knew being a geek was considered “depressing”. And if so, most of my friends (if not all) who proudly declare their geek pride have some of the most entertaining social lives. They would consider being a geek the opposite of dull and depressing. But hey, to each his or her own.

So while I’m subjected to this lonely social life—or lack thereof—I actually don’t mind as much as others might. However, I do occasionally wish I had friends who lived closer so that I could see them and blow off some steam. And then we would go on slushie runs (which have been the source of endless entertainment and philosophical discussions). So while I’m stuck in the middle of nowhere (at least, that’s what it seems like to me what with most of the people I know scattered throughout the country), I have to relieve some of the stress I accumulate. Because while I enjoy my job as a bank teller on most days, it can be tedious (and sometimes even frustrating when you are accused of being a racist by a customer just because you were doing your job).

Which brings me to the following scenarios. Because there are times when customers try to be witty (although it’s not nearly as original as they believe), and I want to say something witty in return. But my wit is not very spontaneous. This is probably why I’m a math major and not an English Lit student. So now I’m praying for the day when the right kind of customer comes to my window and is willing to play along.

Me: Can I do anything else for you today?
Customer: You could shoot me out of my misery.
Me: My apologies, sir. Unfortunately, I only commit acts of felony against persons with six legs and exoskeletons.

Me: What else can I do for you?
Customer: You could just throw an extra $100 bill in there.
Me: *snap fingers* If only I hadn’t given the last of my Monopoly play money to the customer who asked me the same thing earlier. Maybe next time.

Now I wouldn’t really say this, no matter how much I would really like to. Mostly because customers never get a chance to get to know my personality. But I’ll share it with all of you nonexistent blog readers and followers.

Customer: How’s it going?
Me: What’s ‘it’? The stock market? The price of tea in China? My plans for world domination? Swimmingly, thanks for asking. As soon as the man-eating hamsters are genetically developed, I’ll be able to implement phase Jellyfish. But only after the platypuses or platypi are eradicated.”

Okay, so I’m a little random. No one ever said being random was a bad thing. Right? *crickets chirping*

Oh! I know this is really late (I distract easily, all right?), but here’s a picture of the mathiest Christmas presents I’ve ever received in my life. My family has finally figured me out. Took them long enough. ;D Don’t worry fam, I love you long time.

Well, I’m off to brainstorm more ideas for a senior project so I can actually graduate this year. And maybe procrastinate some as I try to write stories and/or record songs, while doing my best not to obsess over fandoms, new and old. Essentially perpetuating my existence as a reclusive geek.

A geek who is trying her best not to take her shiny new Prius out for a joy ride.

Allonsy!

Ironic Confessions

Funny how things work out in life. Such as learning that a fault line runs directly under where you live. Or hearing that your laptop was stolen, but then returned within the few hours you were away at work. My favorite though is the phone call I received days after my last blog post—but from a bank I had become convinced was a dead end (in fact, the bank I was expecting to call me decided that a “possible temporary” leave next summer for an internship disqualified me).

Along with that step towards adulthood, I also received my first credit card. Awesome. Another tool to aid in the downward spiral known as debt. So far, I’m fighting against temptation. However, my first trial in resisting came about a few days ago when I had an epiphany.

Ever since e-readers (like the Kindle) came out on the market, I believed it was an egregious amount of money to enjoy something I could do for less than $5 a book (assuming of course, such books are bought used/”previously owned” from bargain bookstores—my current favorite is Half-Price Books). I still love reading books in their physical format, but I’ve begun to see the value of having everything in one place, readily accessible and easily portable (provided one buys an appropriate size for such purpose). After having most of my books boxed up in a storage unit over 1100 miles away, I came to the conclusion that I needed to re-evaluate my opinion of e-readers. But because I’m a geek who likes to dabble in a little bit of everything, an e-reader just won’t cut it. No sir. I need something with more power and adaptability than my cell phone, but more portable than my laptop. Answer? Tablet PCs.

Oh goody. Another toy to buy myself. I must say that I enjoy buying toys for myself. Especially of the gadget variety (I admit that I enjoy shopping for kitchen gadgets). And now that I have a job (finally!), I have some extra cash to burn.

Wait for it…

Wait for it…

REALITY CHECK! I can’t just spend my (new) hard-earned money on a spur-of-the-moment decision! (Student loans and credit card purchases are also a detriment in my “spend cash” desire.) Well, now what? The idea has been planted in my head, and once I become attached to an idea (or book, movie, TV show, comfortable clothes, time off from work), it’s nearly impossible for me to let it go. Yes, I obsess. This is something I’ve known about myself ever since my friend labeled me as a fangirl. (I also admit that I knew I obsessed before I was told that, but I just didn’t want to admit it.)

Okay, so I can’t splurge. Next best option? Save up the money until I can afford it, obviously. Which led to the most ironic thing I’ve done all year: spending my entire day off from work to dabble in Excel using VBA in order to create a “budget calculator”. I confess that I rarely enjoyed the programming classes I had to take for my CS minor. I believed that programming was something I would never willingly do during my down time, let alone enjoy. This “budget calculator” proved me wrong. I actually turned down an opportunity for free food in order to continue working on this Excel file I had become immersed in. It was, dare I say it, fun! Not only did I get to dabble in math, but I also had the chance to implement some of the ideas I learned from my OOP class. I’m quite pleased with the result, but there is still room for improvement. Even more astonishing, I’m looking forward to improving it and having it do so much more than calculate a budget while creating “fund tables” for future purchases (such as a car and, of course, a tablet) and a savings account. I haven’t geeked out this much since my weeks studying for the SOA/CAS Exam 1/P actuary CBT. Quite a refreshing feeling I have missed in my summer of solitude.

These numbers are made up. In no way do they reflect my real-life earnings (as can be seen from the futuristic dates in the pics to the left and below). But basically, for my "budget calculator", all I need to do is enter the correct numbers in the two yellow boxes (in the pic above) and press that "Save" button. The VBA I slaved over then inserts new rows into the corresponding tables while maintaining a nice, thick outside border.

It's not as cohesive as I would like yet, nor is it quite multi-purposeful yet. My dream would be to make this calculator such that a user could list any number of fields, whether they are necessary categories or "extra funds", and then their own personal calculator would automatically be created along with corresponding tables for those "saved funds".  However, I need to dabble a bit more with VBA before I could try to accomplish that. Then again, I might be the only person who considers this endeavor worthwhile. Even if that's the case, I'm still happy with my effort and look forward to doing more. And maybe watching my savings grow will prevent me from buying books and $5 DVDs from Wal-mart in favor of a shiny new tab—I mean—car.

I also must confess that I’m a fan of colorful things.

~Hazuki Goldair

P.S. Happy belated binary day on 11/11/11, which is when I started writing this entry. But as procrastination is one my unsavory talents, it wasn't finished for another two days. 

Woes of the Unemployed, Not-Quite-Graduated Student

I’ve heard that this has been one of the worst years for college graduates to find employment. In fact, while the U.S. national unemployment rate is 9.1%, the underemployment rate is 19.1%. That means people who have been unable to find full-time positions or jobs that fit their skills and experience have been forced to seek part-time employment or positions at low-wage jobs normally employed by high school and college students. On average, job applicants are competing for a position against 20.1 other hopeful hires.

Warning: Jobs may be given to others with more
experience who are also suffering from this
economic crisis and willing to work at the
same low price as recent grads.

I can feel the pain of those unemployed recent college graduates. Even more so because I haven’t officially graduated. Oh internship, how I long for thee so that I may number myself among the B.S. graduates*. But even then, I fear that it would be of little help in my unemployment status.

I feel like I’m stuck between a rock and a hard place**. Most desirable positions require a degree. A summer actuarial internship program requires an undergraduate student. These two added together equals an unsatisfied and unemployed undergraduate who has already completed all necessary coursework.

I’ve had several interviews (both phone and face-to-face), but so far they have gone nowhere. I feel that there’s no one willing to hire someone with my skills***. Granted, I’ve been a tad choosy about the types of places for which I’ve filled out applications. I mean, I’ve done my share of the minimum wage food establishment summer job. I wish to not add on to that experience†.

It gets tedious filling these out. It's especially
annoying to fill out the previous work experience
section when I have no relevant work experience
Yeah, thanks, real world.

What am I lacking†† that dissuades employers/HR personnel from giving me an interview or offering me the position—any position? I had a forty-five minute, decent and promising phone interview for a part-time bank teller position†††. But that was three weeks ago, and still no phone call/email for a face-to-face interview. Am I being overshadowed by other applicants with more experience or *gasp* completed college degrees? You’d think having (almost) completed a degree in mathematics would make me a highly desirable candidate. But apparently not.

The immature side of me wants to complain about the unfairness of it all. But my mature rational [sic] side reminds me that life isn’t fair. I just need to suck it up and keep trying. Which stinks‡, because I’m at the point where desperation may drive me in lowering my standards and applying to “undesirable” locations‡‡. Urgh… How am I supposed to get work experience if no one is willing to hire me‡‡‡?

Maybe I’m just feeling conflicted from all the dreams and aspirations I want to foster which sadly have little promise in a steady financial future. I feel like I’m at a crossroads. I’ve begun to explore my options, expanding my creativity and dabbling in those long-held dreams♦. But I feel like I have to hold myself back from fully devoting myself to those things in favor of finding a reliable, financially secure career path, which requires professional experience.

In all honesty, I want a balance of both.

The pressure to find a decent job, pressure♦♦ to work on those creative projects, mixed with my low bank account and impending student loans make for an unhappy not-officially-graduated college student—who may spend copious amounts of time in the coming months banging a head♦♦♦ on the wall intermittently between applications for jobs and summer internships.

I fear that there is actually truth to this. In which
case, I'm doomed. I don't even have my Bachelor.

I almost wish there were more classes I had to take so that I could go back to school. Back to studying, tests, and lectures, away from this depressing business of the unfruitful job search. Then I remember that another semester (or two) would also require money. I’d be better off working part-time at McDonald’s♪. Under the assumption that they’re hiring, of course.

In short, “I can’t get no satisfaction”.

¡Adios amigos!

P.S. It would be ironic if I got a phone call for a face-to-face interview this week after posting this entry. I probably just jinxed myself by saying that though.

* Unemployed graduates

** Forgive the cliché

*** Which are completely awesome, if I say so myself

† I still have nightmares about it. Or at least, I’ve had one that I remember from a few weeks ago.

†† Besides relevant experience, a “diploma”, and required skills—which, again, requires the previously mentioned relevant work experience

††† I’m not giving up hope quite yet for a bank teller position. After applying at four different banks, I’ve had interviews with three of them. One of them is still an option, I hope. It takes almost a month before they schedule a face-to-face interview. I’ve spoken personally to the branch manager and he seems interested in hiring me, but he can’t interview me unless he gets the okay from the recruiter.

‡ I imagine the smell to be a mixture of sweat-soaked socks that were worn a few days too long inside manure-caked work boots. And someone tried to cover up the smell with moth balls and an overly flowery Glade aerosol freshener.

‡‡ Minimum-wage, dead-end jobs with no “relevant work experience” for my future career

‡‡‡ Even my own mother can’t offer me a job as an assistant to her position as manager of an apartment complex. And not because I lack the skills or anything like that.

♦ Underwater basket weaving is unfortunately absent from the list. Accumulating knowledge of the Harry Potter world via Pottermore, while a recent goal, is on the list.

♦♦ It’s more welcome than the pressure of finding a job at any rate.

♦♦♦ Including my own

♪ The day I work at a McDonald’s is the day after the zombie apocalypse ends and before extra-terrestrials invade to enslave our minds. Actually, the day I work at any establishment which involves frying shreds of chemically-enhanced potato spuds is applicable to the previous statement as well.

Three is the Magic Number (Yes It Is)

Words cannot describe the feeling of elation I am experiencing. Three times. Three times is what it took for me to pass the first actuary exam SOA/CAS/CIA Exam P/1. I thought I studied the first two times, but after what I did for this third attempt, I now realize that I hadn’t truly “studied” those other two times. Sure, I read through the material that would be tested on and I took a few practice tests. But my heart wasn’t really in it. Well, it was a little bit, otherwise I wouldn’t have bothered to take any of the practice tests. And I thought I was busy the semester I took the test a second time*. Apparently, the secret is to overbook yourself. Not only was I taking 17** credits, working 16 or more hours a week, and fulfilling my duties as president of the university’s math society, but I devoted at least an hour of actuarial study each night. I actually got to the point where I would put off my computer science homework (which was really discrete math*** and therefore not that horrendous§) and willingly do practice problems from past SOA/CAS/CIA Probability exams.

Despite all that study, I was terrified the day I had to take my test. I felt like it was (and never would be) enough. I was fortunate to have a friend who was visiting me that weekend and had offered to drive me to the testing center (an hour and a half away). She made sure I went to bed relatively early (something I lacked the first two times I took the test), had a proper breakfast (something else I had lacked), and reassured me that everything would be fine (much better received in person than by your mother via text messages). But even with all her encouraging words, I felt like I had signed away my soul when I entered the Prometric Testing Center and was seated at one of the computers.

Three hours is a long time to sit in one spot. It’s even longer when your brain has to keep sending messages to your heart to slow down the pace before the poor girl goes into cardiac arrest. But I finished with 20 minutes to spare, even with double checking and making the best guess I could on one problem I just could not figure out dog gone it! The moment of truth. Click the submit button. Heart rate increases as I fill out a survey of my Prometric Testing Center experience. No, I don’t have any comments for improving the testing experience§§. Uh oh…next click will give the preliminary score (“successful” or “not successful”). Eyes squinting. Heart rate increases some more. “Congratulations! A preliminary analysis of your test results shows that you were successful in achieving the passing score established by the SOA/CAS/CIA for Exam P/1 (Probability).”

o_o

I passed?

O_O

I passed!

^___^

That was more than a month ago. And it was a great cause for celebration§§§. So the next step would be to find out what my score is. Which means having to wait approximately eight weeks.

A little explanation on how the scores work, since it’s not like normal standardized testing. During each testing window, the exam has a certain passmark (say 63%) where a person has to get at least that percentage of correct answers in order to pass. 63% is at least a 6 (out of a possible score of 10, but depending on the passmark, sometimes 10 is impossible to get). The higher the percentage above the passmark, the better score you get.

Okay, so I passed. Please let it be a 7 or an 8. I don’t want to have worked my butt off for the last three months† to get a mere 6. All I ask for is at least a 7. Proof that this was no fluke.

Well, the scores are officially out. And my prayers were answered. I got a 9. I’m still doing a (mental) happy dance.

I know that none of this would have been possible without divine help. I had to put in the effort to learn the material, but I got the extra help I needed. Not only during the three hours it took to take the first (of five or more) actuary exams, but also in my college courses this last semester††.

Now I can officially begin my career as an actuary. The next step is to find an internship†††, and then graduate with my degree in Applied Mathematics. I should also start studying for the next exam, Exam FM/2 (which is financial math, dealing with interest rates and such, at least what I have gathered from the few classes of the audited class I attended).

So my fellow bloggers‡, I wish you the best as summer approaches. Maybe some of your dreams or prayers will come true too.

Ciao!

~Hazuki Goldair

* Where my test was rescheduled due to a blizzard and I had to travel to another state to take the test a week later…which meant I spent most of that week not studying since I had finals coming up and major projects due as professors are wont to do at the end of every semester.

** 3 of those were audited, and I ended up not going to the class as I got so absorbed with studying for Exam P/1

*** From a computer science perspective, and much more torturous than the discrete math class I took my sophomore year

§ If you consider three hours worth of homework problems per section, along with quizzes on each reading before class, and mind-numbing torture three times a week as not being horrendous

§§ Except maybe playing classical music in the background. It wouldn’t be distracting at all. And if it is, the testing center has noise-cancelling headphones. Psh…classical music calms the soul.

§§§ I awarded myself by purchasing How to Train Your Dragon on DVD. :D

† Of serious studying

†† I somehow managed to get an A in my computer science class, despite my complete lack of studying for the final exam(s) and still somehow getting better than a 75% on both. Though acing the last project that I was tempted to turn in only half complete (before I felt guilty and finished it with an hour to spare) probably helped. Along with some extra credit.

††† Which has been proven difficult since I passed the exam so late, and most actuarial firms with internship programs already have their summer interns. I may not find something until next summer…which means I won’t be able to graduate (even though all my college course work is complete) until next summer. I sometimes curse the fact an internship or senior project is needed for my degree.

‡ People who follow this blog, invisibly stalking, or people who are randomly web surfing and upon random happenstance found this blog and actually spared a few moments to read all this hullabaloo (my hat’s off to you).

Math Insults

You would think after failing to pass the SOA/CAS Exam P/1 for the second time (that was an adventure*), I would be too consumed with studying (so that I finally pass and be able to find an internship for this summer), that I wouldn't even have time to think about writing a post on my blog. Especially when I have 17 credits**, work 16+ hours a week, and somehow manage to waste time on my computer every single day. *cough* And now I've just shamed myself***. Excuse me while I go study.

---several hours later---

Now onto the real reason for this post. Over the last few months, I've heard some awesome math "comebacks", thanks to the students I tutored.


"My relationships are like square roots. Most of them are irrational."


"You are the third derivative of position."




Gotta love math insults. Speaking of which, I decided to find more (via our good friend Google). And right off the bat--

"He probably thinks googol is a search engine."

"The intersection of her brain and reality, is the null set."

"You're as exciting as the derivatives of e^x."

These are non-math related, but some interesting tidbits I picked up from my classes thus far this semester.

• SCHOOL: Six Crappy Hours Of Our Lives
• Pedantic: using big words for the sake of big words
• Polysyllabic: word of many syllables (oh how I love irony...and self-explanatory words)

And my favorite, while learning about the law of marginal utility§ in my economics class, my professor shared how it also applies to dating.

The "Law" of Marginal Utility of Dating

• The first (maybe even second) date is great
• Each date after that gives you less additional satisfaction
• You realize the same thing is occurring to the person you're dating
• That's why you marry in order to prevent him or her from finding someone else who will give them higher additional satisfaction, and before you reach zero additional satisfaction

Well, this was a really random post. But that's okay, because randomness is what makes a good (unbiased§§) sample in statistics.

May your derivatives eventually reach zero, and your integrals be constant.

*Blizzard, test rescheduled, had to take a shuttle to take my test a week later in a city four hours away >_< Not to mention I did worse than the first time I took the test
**Technically 14 credits and a 3 credit class I'm auditing, but still taking up time
***Happens quite frequently actually. Only when I tell others the things that I should be doing will guilt me into finally doing what needs to be done.
§This basically says for each additional unit of consumption (say a Snickers bar), the less additional satisfaction you get (your fifth Snickers bar isn't as good as the first).
§§[sic]

Careers in Math

Seems like I've been plagued almost everyday this semester with the fear of trying to find a job in the future. First, it was the career fair (well, a couple of them), then receiving my official score of the Exam 1/P actuary test (and being resigned to the fact that I have to retake the test), constant worry about finding an internship for next summer so I can graduate, and a professor from BYU coming to speak about different careers that involve math. Which is what this post is on.

So I was very excited when the first career this professor mentioned was actuary. And he didn't even talk about careers as math teachers (whether high school or university), though he briefly mentioned them. But these are some of the awesome careers that require math:
Actuary (booyah!)
Animator
Architect
Astronaut
Attorney
Biologist
Biostatistician
Chemical Engineer
Chemist
College Professor
Computer Scientist
Cryptanalyst
Economist
Electrical Engineer
Epidemiologist
Forensic Analyst
Geologist
Mathematical Biophysicist
Mathematical Physicist
Mechanical Engineer
National Security Analyst (NSA...supposedly more secretive than the CIA)
Physician
Political Scientist
Quantitative Financial Market Analyst
Statistician
Stockbroker

...among others. For more details about any of these, check out this awesome site.

The main thing I learned from this forum was the fact that a lot of these jobs are looking for mathematicians. For example, many companies who hire computer programmers prefer mathematicians who know how to program. Who would have guessed my computer science cluster would actually come in handy? The reason employers look for mathematicians? It's because students who have studied math have been trained to logically think through problems and come up with solutions (though at times it seems more headache than what it's worth).

All through this semester, I've discovered something about myself, with the help of all this "career talk". Speaking with my peers in the Applied Mathematics bachelor program, a lot of them enjoy delving into the theory and abstract concepts of math. I, on the other hand, hate it. So why am I in a math degree? Honestly, I had no idea I'd dislike the theoretical part as much as I do when I decided on my major. But I don't regret it either. I just choose to apply my math rather than try to understand concepts that frustrate but eventually bring a great satisfaction to the people who are willing to put up with it. It's just not for me.

Which brings me to another point. Many of these careers, especially the theory-involved ones, require more than just a bachelor's degree. Except for actuaries. But that's because actuaries get their additional training in the field (and taking the 8+ tests in order to become a Fellow of the SOA--Society of Actuaries).

And now a shameless plug about an actuarial career.



I'm off to study some more. Pray that I score better than my first test--and since it was a 5, a better score means passing! ;D Ciao!

So you want to be an actuary? Good luck.

Whoo boy! It’s been awhile, hasn’t it? My apologies. And I have no excuses whatsoever. I was just being lazy (as in too busy doing fun stuff along with important stuff to actually think about my blog). But since today is a very nervewracking day, I decided it’d be perfect to share a post. Right now, my stomach is forming tiny little knots (can’t feel them, but subconsciously I know they are there). Why, you ask? Well, even if you didn’t, I’m still gonna tell you anyways. Just cuz I can do that

Anyways, for the past couple months, I’ve been studying for this thing called Exam 1/P, an exam about probability. It’s the first test to take in order to become an actuary. Now since I get this a lot (I think only one person actually knew what I was talking about before I tried to explain it…and I’ve told 20+ people), an actuary is someone who calculates risk, usually in a business setting. For example, life insurance companies will employ actuaries to calculate how much the company should charge someone for life insurance based on gender, age, demographics, or other important key details that come from previously collected data. That’s my definition anyway. There’s different kinds of actuaries, but I have yet to figure out how they’re different.

So this test I’m taking today…I’ve heard brutal things about it. Like how it has a 40% pass rate (whether that’s overall or just for people taking the test for the first time, can’t be sure). And it’s three hours to complete 30 multiple-choice questions. Okay, so the time limit I can deal with. It’s the grade that has me nervous. Cuz it’s not like other standardized tests I’ve taken. It’s not based on how many right out of how many wrong (well, it is, but in a very difficult roundabout way) and it’s not judged against everyone else that took the same test in the same testing window (like the ACT and SAT…at least, that’s what I’ve been told).

*Several hours later*

So…yeah…just got back from taking the exam. Thought I did pretty good on it. Unfortunately the paper that gives me the preliminary pass/fail score said otherwise. Now I’ll have to wait eight weeks to get my official score. I swear, if my score is 5, I’ll be SOO mad (6 to 10 is passing, btw). Looks like I get to study even more and prepare for the exam again in November. And I was looking forward to concentrating only on Exam 2/FM and the Putnam this semester.

On that note, I now go to dig mushrooms in a corner.

Are Mathematicians Insomniacs?

Are mathematicians insomniacs? Well, if we say that is true, and I'm a mathematician, then I must be an insomniac. But then that means that I just IMAGINE that I konk out within minutes of my head hitting the pillow. So then does that mean I'm not a mathematician? Or does it mean mathematicians have potential to become insomniacs? Grrr...I always hated these kind of logic questions. There's no POINT to them.

Hmm...(to quote one of my previous math professors). I started this entry about a month ago...but never actually finished it until now. But on to tonight's program--"ACTION!"

My roommate, who shall remain anonymous, shares the most interesting math details with me. First I would like to share the most AMAZING website EVER!!!! It answers math problems, plots graphs (including 3D), is a search engine, and is a much nicer name search than urban dictionary (*grumble* stupid urbandictionary.com and its disturbing entries). Anyways...I introduce to you *trumpet blows* WOLFRAMALPHA.COM!!!!!

Okay, that looks kinda weird in all caps. http://www.wolframalpha.com/ That's better. Go ahead. Explore. Ask questions. Enter an equation and have it be solved. Enter your birthdate and see what happened on the day of your birth. Enter your name and see how popular it is. Go ahead, I dare you. Hey, are you still reading this?

Sorry, lame attempt to quote Brian Regan. I digress.

Something else my roommate shared with me: a female mathematician by the name of Hypatia. http://www.coachlightpress.com/bygone/hypatia.shtml (the most interesting story is found in the sixth to last paragraph).

Happy belated Pi Day! I've been too busy this semester to properly write a post for the blog virtually no one reads. But I'm still here. Mainly so I can claim that I have a blog...no matter how unpopular it is. (Who cares about popularity? What else does one need besides math? This is, of course, disregarding all essential things to live, i.e. food, clothes, shelter...the Maslow Hierarchy of needs must be satisfied.)

This semester, I have learned loads about abstract algebra, numerical analysis, and a small understanding of the theory of probability and statistics (where you prove stats by using calculus...makes for very time consuming homework). I just wish I could remember what I learned. Maybe then I wouldn't fear the finals that are coming up so soon. (Three weeks?! *dies*)

On another note, it's really hard to find an internship for an applied math degree. So far, I'm looking at actuarial jobs just because I have virtually no idea what the job is (and therefore intrigues me) and because I have no idea what else to look for in a math specific job. I may very well do a senior project...and thus die from research and lack of money, since I'll have spent it all during a summer of unemployment. I spit on the economy for being sucky while I have to pay for college. *spit* Ewww...I'm not cleaning that up.

And that reminds me of something I heard in my philosophy of education class (cuz apparently I enjoy mind-numbing pointless work for a class that has virtually no use for me in the future...unless I do actually work for a public school since the country will become so desperate for math and science teachers, and thus the school will pay for my teaching certificate, and tell me what I can and can't do according to the state laws, and blah blah blah...).

All I really need to know about how to live and what to do and how to be I learned in kindergarten. Wisdom was not at the top of the graduate school mountain, but there in the sand pile at school.
These are the things I learned:

• Share everything.
• Play fair.
• Don't hit people.
• Put things back where you found them.
• Clean up your own mess.
• Don't take things that aren't yours.
• Say you're sorry when you hurt somebody.
• Wash your hands before you eat.
• Flush.
• Warm cookies and cold milk are good for you.
• Live a balanced life - learn some and think some and draw and paint and sing and dance and play and work every day some.
• Take a nap every afternoon.
• When you go out in the world, watch out for traffic, hold hands and stick together.
• Be aware of wonder. Remember the little seed in the Styrofoam cup: the roots go down and the plant goes up and nobody really knows how or why, but we are all like that.
• Goldfish and hamsters and white mice and even the little seed in the Styrofoam cup - they all die. So do we.
• And then remember the Dick-and-Jane books and the first word you learned - the biggest word of all - LOOK.

Everything you need to know is in there somewhere. The Golden Rule and love and basic sanitation. Ecology and politics and equality and sane living.

Take any one of those items and extrapolate it into sophisticated adult terms and apply it to your family life or your work or government or your world and it holds true and clear and firm. Think what a better world it would be if we all - the whole world - had cookies and milk at about 3 o'clock in the afternoon and then lay down with our blankies for a nap. Or if all governments had as a basic policy to always put things back where they found them and to clean up their own mess.

And it is still true, no matter how old you are, when you go out in the world, it is best to hold hands and stick together.

http://www.peace.ca/kindergarten.htm

I leave you with this haphazard entry, and wishing you all a happy March (soon-to-be-April), go do math-related things! (This includes taxes, balancing checkbooks, math homework-any homework for that matter-, counting the number of ceiling tiles and always losing count in the 60s or 70s because someone keeps interrupting your personal time to bond with the ceiling tiles-I told you...give me five more minutes, and THEN I can answer all of life's questions...except the questions about life itself...you'll have to see a shrink for that one.)

For the Love of Math

"I'm acute, you're acute, maybe together we can make it right."

I love having a fellow math major as a roommate. We understand each others' math jokes, like the above pick up line we made up on the spot. We speak math to each other, help each other understand math concepts (like when I was trying to explain what rings are in abstract algebra...and another of my roommates kept insisting it was a piece of jewelry). This same math-loving roommate understands my affinity for math...something my other roommates (including previous ones) don't seem to understand.

But aside from that...third week of the latest semester is completed. Second semester of Abstract Algebra (what in the WORLD am I thinking?!), numerical analysis (I'm going to learn how my calculator works...and become smarter than it), and probability & statistics (calc and stats combined...I think my brain imploded just typing that). And yet I still love math. ^__^

Oh, and the next time someone Z-snaps at you, Z-snap back saying, "I do the integers. What now?" (You know...Z, the symbol for the integers...the symbol at the right...right over there. You DO see it, right? Sheesh...)

Have a Mathy...Happy Halloween!

HAPPY HALLOWEEN! As a treat, I share this picture I made based somewhat on something someone drew in my Multivariable Calculus class a year ago. And for those who don't know, eigenvalues are values associated with a square matrix that can be used to analyze its behavior in multiplying any vector. It's basically a scalar that can multiply with a corresponding eigenvector, so that when you multiply the square matrix and the eigenvector together, it is the same thing as multiplying the eigenvalue with the eigenvector (Ax = λx, where A is a square matrix, x is a nonzero vector, and λ is the eigenvalue).

I won't even start on the gradient (fx,fy) and what it does. It would take too long (and I don't really feel like explaining partial derivatives when I should be studying for my Differential Equations test).

"Trick or Treat" by Andy Gold

"Trick or treat, trick or treat, give us something good to eat. If you don't, we don't care, we'll put red ants in your hair. Trick or treat, trick or treat, we love candy oh so sweet. Each and every Halloween we all say trick or treat!"

Math Geek Alert

This is just a random post cuz I need to waste time. (Conscience: Waste time? You don't have time for that! Get back to studying for your abstract algebra midterm! You want to fail?!) No, I don't want to fail. Thank you, conscience. But I can't study without my abstract algebra notes/textbook, now can I? (Conscience: *silence*) That's what I thought. So, ignoring the voice(s) in my head, here we go!


Q: What do you get if you divide the cirucmference of a jack-o-lantern by its diameter?
A: Pumpkin Pi!

A newlywed husband is discouraged by his wife's obsession with mathematics. Afraid of being second fiddle to her profession, he finally confronts her: "Do you love math more than me?"
"Of course not, dear - I love you much more!"
Happy, although sceptical, he challenges her: "Well, then prove it!"
Pondering a bit, she responds: "Ok... Let epsilon be greater than zero..."

*This one describes me...well, the last part anyway*
"So how's your boyfriend doing, the math student?"
"Don't mention that crazy pervert to me anymore! We broke up."
"How can you say such a nasty thing about him? He seemed to be such a nice boy."
"Imagine! He was restless during the days and couldn't sleep at night - always trying to solve his math problems. When he had finally done it, he wasn't happy: he would call himself a complete idiot and throw all his notes into the garbage. One day, I couldn't take it anymore, and I told him to drop math. You know what he told me?"
"No."
"He said, he enjoyed it!!!"

Q: What does the Ph.D. in math with a job say to the Ph.D. in math without a job?
A: `Paper or plastic?'

"What is Pi?"
A mathematician: "Pi is the ratio of the circumference of a circle to its diameter."
A computer programmer: "Pi is 3.141592653589 in double precision."
A physicist: "Pi is 3.14159 plus or minus 0.000005."
An engineer: "Pi is about 22/7."
A nutritionist: "Pie is a healthy and delicious dessert!"

At a conference, a mathematician proves a theorem.
Someone in the audience interrupts him: "That proof must be wrong - I have a counterexample to your theorem."
The speaker replies: "I don't care - I have another proof for it."
*I put this one here because in my abstract algebra class, my professor made the comment that one of the students would prove the next fourty theorems just by saying, "Because I say so," and we wouldn't question it*


Well...that's over. And I just killed an hour and a half. (Sorry time/clock/whatever controls hours.) That's what searching for math jokes does to you. And I never knew there were so many. Now I'm leaving this crazy joint I call my blog. (Conscience: So you gonna do your abstract algebra now?) Is the limit as x approaches zero of sin(x)/x equal to -1? (Conscience: Uhh...no?) There's your answer.

P.S. I actually had some cooler stuff, but blogspot apparently doesn't like me having too many spaces when I "draw" pictures via the keyboard. So I'll try to figure a way to share the fun things with you at a later date.

Ramblings

Who knew abstract algebra would be applicable? Okay, it really is applicable. I just don't really understand how in the real world...yet. And while I struggle with writing proofs (can't we just accept the fact that it's true?), I know in the long run it will help me. Especially if I plan on taking the second semester of abstract algebra *cringe*. I need challenge in my life. And I've been better this semester concentrating on my schoolwork than any other semester. But at the same time, I have a bigger load to deal with. But that's what defines college...besides the social part.

I'm getting off topic. What this post is really about is some of the facts I learned in my classes, whether they're applicable to the real world, my life, or just something fun:
ODEs: I can't sleep in class? Really?
Real World Math: I hate notation...
Abstract Algebra: I learned how a debit/credit card works. The numbers on your credit card actually have more numbers than you really need. The last two numbers are actually a checksum. A checksum is a number that "checks" the previous numbers using modular addition. So if you type in your credit card number for an online purchase, the checksum is helpful because if you mistype a number, or switch two of them, the checksum will actually correct it. Yay for error checking!
Data Structures: You know it's bad when you are one of five girls in a 30-seat class. You know it's even worse when you realize you have more of a social life than most of your classmates...and you hardly have one yourself. *bangs head on wall*
Intro to Applied Math: Graph Theory is confusing...and I hate the Brute Force Algorithm. Give me Nearest Neighbor ANYDAY!

So yeah...that pretty much sums up the first three weeks of school (has it really been that long?) excluding the actual subject material. And so far I'm not suffering from the mathiness. Each class is different from the other (one theory, one semi-theory...but more exploration, one real world, and one applicable, where I actually solve math problems). It makes for a nice balance. Computer science on the other hand...at least I only fell asleep once in that class so far. >_<

P.S. Can you solve the Million Dollar Math question? Or the other Million Dollar Math question? If you can do the second...our Internet will be shut down until a new encryption algorithm is created (and apparently my fellow applied math majors and I will make a lot of money because we will understand group theory that is used to create an encryption algorithm). This idea will be the plot to the sequel of Matrix Man*...and his sidekick** who has yet to acquire a name.

* We don't really have a title for the first one...and we still haven't worked much on it. But we still have the napkin with our ideas written on it. Maybe we'll work on something over Thanksgiving break. *shrug*

** A computer science professor

Bliss

Wow. I'll say it again. Wow! Who knew one would feel so deprived after a five-month summer break that they would actually enjoy going back to school? Well, besides my computer science class, and quite possibly my abstract algebra class, I'm really looking forward to this semester. The true measure of a math geek? Give up your "fun" class* in order to take a fourth math class. ^__^Yes, I think I have officially crossed the borderline between geek and insanity. I think I do this partly as punishment for myself, but also because I secretly enjoy it. Yes, I enjoy taking grueling courses and slamming my head on my desk everytime I spend more than an hour on a particular subject of math or three hours on a computer program. Okay, so I secretly like being a math major because I like the responses I get when I tell people (You like math? Really?). Yes, yes I like math. Obviously. Otherwise I wouldn't have a blog about it. (That's a duh.) But from the first two days of classes, I can tell that I'm going to be learning some interesting topics (death from overload not included).

So while I don't know if anyone actually reads my blog (I do this for my own enjoyment), I'll probably be putting up some of the cool ideas I learn. If the fancy to post them to my blog comes to me. And provided I haven't already suffered brain damage from overdose of mathiness...is such a thing possible? Don't answer that. So, wish me luck and that I will survive the homework load. And that I'll still have a social life (or at least a semblance of one).

P.S. My roommate has a pi locker. ^_____^








*Btw, this was a religion class where you read the Old Testament in Hebrew. Fun? YES!!! Tons of work in an already demanding schedule? *sigh* Yeah. So honestly, between the two classes, it's the same amount of work...but one actually helps me with my major. Hopefully this class will be offered again...taught by the same professor.

cout << "Hello again!\n";

I must be out of my mind. It is past midnight, the night before (or the morning of) the day I leave for vacation (yay!). But I can sleep in (because of no work and the fact that I leave late afternoon). This of course makes the assumption that I don’t set the alarm to wake me up early so that I can finish last minute packing…or someone texts me insanely early (7:25 AM) to ask what time he’s supposed to pick me up to take me to the airport. But enough about that. I need to do one last entry of my historical mathematician biographies. I feel that I’ve kept the book from the library for too long. I’m sure someone else [sic] wants to check it out. And I’m too cheap to buy it from the library (barring the fact that I don’t even know how much the library would charge me). So…maybe I’ll continue at a later date. Although it depends on if I’m still in need of material for entries (which very well may be the case during vacation time away from school).

Anyways, I really wanted to do this entry before I returned it to the library. One of my clusters for my minor is Computer Science. Now the thing is…I kinda stink at it. I still get good grades, but ask me to actually compose my own functional program in C++ (I’m only a beginner…two classes, the intro and object-oriented *shudder*), I’ll hem and haw…and might be able to do it, but will have to consult my Absolute C++ textbook for much reference. And that’s a big headache. And debugging is not the way I like to spend my afternoons (for a few weeks straight). I will admit that I’m very glad when I successfully [sic] complete a program. Computer science fascinates me, even if I don’t really have the patience or the mindset for it. And I’d much prefer computer science over physics or biology (don’t know why). So if I can’t have music as a cluster with my major, I’ll go with computer science and try to take as many difficult courses every semester as I can before I graduate with my bachelors because I'm a masochist (not). (I almost had three math classes, a computer science class, and a biology class/lab this next semester…but I felt that death would not be welcome so soon, and I took a biology class this summer. So now I just need to survive the three math classes and the computer science class. And the religion class where I get to learn Hebrew and read the Bible in its original language…and that’s my fun optional class.) So, this blog entry is about Donald E. Knuth, an American computer scientist and mathematician.

Donald E. Knuth

Donald Knuth was born January 10,1937 in Milwaukee, Wisconsin. Early on, Knuth realized that most of the schoolwork required of him from middle school to college consisted mostly of writing and mathematics. (Ain’t that the truth.)

“One of Knuth’s fond memories is the Ziegler’s Candies contest. The manufacturers of the Ziegler’s candy bar sponsored a contest where contestant had to see how many words they could find in the letters in “Ziegler’s Giant Bar.” In the 8^th grade, Knuth knew he had a knack for problems like this, so he entered. He told his parents he had a stomachache and for two weeks he stayed home “sick”—all the while poring over an unabridged dictionary finding as many words as possible. Without using the apostrophe, Knuth’s list contained about 4.500 words; there were only 2,500 words on Ziegler’s master list. The grand prize was a television set for the school and enough Ziegler candy bars to feed the entire student body.”

Knuth graduated with the all-time record for grades at his high school. By the time he left high school Knuth was an accomplished mathematician, writer, and musician but was undecided about what he wanted to study in college. He attended the Case Institute of Technology, majoring in physics. It was there that he was first introduced to an IMB 650 computer. He obtained a copy of the manual and studied it cover to cover, which held examples of programs and he knew he could do better. He wrote programs on the old IBM machine that would teach it how to play tic-tac-toe and performing prime number factorization.

Knuth’s interests turned toward mathematics as a sophomore. While taking a course in abstract mathematics, the professor assigned a problem—finding the correct solution would earn the solver an automatic A in the class. Knuth found himself having some extra time (I wish I had that kind of time), and by what he calls “a stroke of luck” was able to solve it. He turned it in, got the A and cut the rest of the class for the semester. (I like this next part.) Knuth’s conscience caught up with him, so when the class was offered the following year, he worked as the class grader. His difficulty with the physics lab classes that were required for his major finally caused him to switch to mathematics. When he received his Bachelor of Science degree in 1960, the faculty made the unprecedented move of awarding him a concurrent Master’s degree in mathematics because of his distinguished work at the university.

Knuth had a fascination with compilers and compiler theory. Knuth’s development of computer science has resulted in the discovery and establishment of many fundamental rules and ideas. The idea of inherited attributes forms the basis for the object-oriented programming techniques that are so prevalent in the computer programming industry. But some of Knuth’s most useful work has been his extensive exploration of different computer algorithms and their efficiency.

Another interest of Knuth’s has been typography. He wrote a paper called “The Letter S” in which he studied the mathematical shape of the letter throughout history and what equations lead to the most aesthetically pleasing letter.

Knuth’s approach to the problems he has tackled in mathematics and computer science are summed up in a quotation from Shasha and Lazere, “It’s not true that necessity is the only mother of invention. The other part is that a person has to have the right background for the problem . . .The ones I solve, I say, ‘Oh, man, I have a unique background that might let me solve it—it’s my destiny, my responsibility.”

Currently, Professor Knuth is Professor Emeritus at Stanford University. And some fun facts from Wiki: In his multi-volume work The Art of Computer Programming, to explain the concept, he intentionally referred ‘Circular definition’ and ‘Definition, circular’ to each other in the index. He once warned a correspondent, “Beware of bugs in the above code; I have only proved it correct, not tried it.” Knuth also used to pay a finder’s fee of $2.56 for any typographical errors or mistakes discovered in his books, because “256 pennies is one hexadecimal dollar”, and $.32 for “valuable suggestions”.

Notable mathematicians from ancient times to the present. Detroit: Gale, 1998.

On a side note, I’ve begun to have the strange urge to start using footnotes. I blame this on a certain blog I’m reading (which I have about a year and a half to catch up on…>_< ). This same blog also inspired the [sic] at the beginning of this entry.

P.S. Now it's 3 PM...and I didn't sleep in (much), but I'm still fully awake and super stoked for my vacation. I always hate the waiting in the airport though. Last time I flew, I was waiting in the airport for more than 5 hours because the plane we were supposed to take had a faulty radio, and we had to wait another three hours for an available plane. And it was snowing (at the place I was arriving). And school started in two days. I had a mental meltdown.

P.P.S. Next time I think I'll go with my instinct to use footnotes if they are needed (and they'll be fun additional things that you can skip over...but then you'll miss the fun).