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You're in the wind, I'm in the water. Nobody's son, nobody's daughter.
Lana Del Rey, Chemtrails Over the Country Club
Henri Cartier-Bresson, New York City, USA, 1947
Day 2/30 Study Challenge | 29/04/2026
Re-do Mathematical Biology Assignment ✓
Revise Classical Fields tutorial 4 ✓
Do Classical Fields Sample Exam 2 ✓
Do Classical Fields Sample Exam 3 ✓
Do Lagrangian Dynamics Assignment ✓
Day 1/30 Study Challenge | 23/04/2026
Revise Mathematical Biology for 1 hour ✓
Revise Molecular Physics Chapter ✓
Revise Classical Fields notes for 1 hour ✓
Re-do Tutorial 2, Tutorial 3 and Assignment 2 for Classical Fields ✓
Andrew Wyeth, Wind from the Sea, 1947
☆fornight of exams 6/14
~day old pompompurin on the board whilst discussing the strange confusion of notation between theoretical physics and pure mathematics
~storm brewing as the wind starts another assault
~beginning to lose motivation - thank god for hot chocolate
Simone de Beauvoir, from Diary of a Philosophy Student: Volume 1, 1926-27
Text ID: I observe how much I have matured since last year despite my belief that I was losing myself, how something strong was born from the painful experiences survived and from the numerous minutes that I believed were wasted.
this life is just about burnt-out academic victims and their emotional support classical composer to study to
☆fornight of exams 1/14
~trying desperately to romanticise the most stressful time of the the season
~9 hours straight of a module i still don't quite understand
~measure theory exam tomorrow; just looking forward more to a celebratory bubble tea afterwards more than anything
'The Three Fates' by Alexander Rothaug, 1910
6th of January, 2026
Did mock exam 1 for Quantum Information
Did mock exam 1 for Advanced Quantum Mechanics
Did mock exam 3 for Relativity and Fundamental Particles
Re-did all of my Quantum Mechanics assignments
Revised Chapter 6, 10 and 11 of Quantum Information
{ Notes of the day: I am now a firm believer that most of quantum mechanics was just sheer schizoposting. }
passion, where have you gone
03.11.25
November already.
Inexplicably one of my favorite months. Also fond of September and June, in that order, with no apparent love in my heart for the season of spring. None of these months carry any real significance in terms of notable personal events, but all seem to share the same soft whisper. Dark warm storms in June, summer's agonal breaths in September, biting winter winds in November; there's something that ties them all together and draws me to them.
🎶 Sibelius: 13 Pieces for Piano, Op. 76: II. Etude - Jian Wang, Göran Söllscher
Liber de naturis bestiarum, 13th century.
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silent reading night | september 17, 2025
Martyr! is shaping up to be one of my favorite books I've read this year. This cocktail is a pumpkin spice espresso martini. I love the fall.
Sowing stars by Valera Lutfullina
Saturday, 20th of September
Started doing some readings for next week, mostly going through assigned chapters and video lectures. With the unleashing of internship season I have found myself drowned in application trackers and humorous attempts at seducing companies into hiring me, only time will tell if my attempts were in vain — like a clown prancing around the royal court. I am looking forward to the structure that a university timetable provides, though I certainly am not as enthusiastic for the group projects that will most definitely plague my every waking hour.