The three questions meme... - Sally's Journal
The three questions meme...|
Ask me 3 questions, no more no less. Ask me anything you want. Obviously, being the egocentric person I am, questions about me that you want to know the answers to will be looked on more favourably than random but amusing questions, and much more favourably than this weeks maths homework questions!
Seemed a nice thing to do as my friends list has grown over the last few months from "people that I know" to "people who I have found have interesting LJ's". As my LJ is incoherant at the best of times, I'm sure there are people plowing through this who are completely confused about the most basic things about me. And there are things I never know about myself until I have to answer questions about them, so feel free to ask interesting things.
Oh, and then spread the meme. This is LJ, you know the drill :-)
when did you become interested in maths?
what's your favourite theorem?
if you werent doing maths, what would be your second choice subject/career? (mathematical physics not allowed)
|Date:||April 15th, 2004 07:18 am (UTC)|| |
I've never been one of those people who knew they would be going to do maths at university - I've always been annoyingly well rounded, and picking A-levels was a pain. And I've never been "ahead" of my year in the maths I've done - I've been very good at everything I was ever given, but there was never a stage where I was reading extra maths for the fun of it. Lack of encouragement (my maths teacher hated me, and I had the same teacher from aged 11 - GCSEs) and lack of other mathematicians. Then again, I've always liked maths because it's easy (well, at least before I got to Cambridge!) but I think at primary school I was more interested in writing stories. Mainly because I hated colouring in, and a lot of maths was tessilation / drawing patterns etc.
Favourite therum? Hmmm, I'm an applied mathmo here... I love the shiney fluids theorum that I can't remember the name of at this moment in time (in a rotating fluid under certain conditions you can show that flow (bousinesque approx.) must be two dimensional in the horizonal direction / can't vary in the z direction. This is amusing because it means if you drag a sphere through the fluid the fluid much much higher up goes perfectly round the sphere that isn't anywhere to be seen! Of course, my alltime favourite thing is -e^(i*pi) = 1.
Well, I assume that if I can't say mathematical physics, saying engineering or biomechanics is just as much of a cop-out. I have a big interest in drama, especially taking relavent drama to schools and running workshops, and would love to work for a company doing that sort of thing. And there's quite a temptation to go into teaching, if only children weren't quite so horrid.
What's your favourite film?
What's your favourite type of music?
What's your favourite weather?
Boring , but hey ;-)
|Date:||April 15th, 2004 07:23 am (UTC)|| |
Urrgh, horrid questions :-)
Film... err, don't really watch many films, prefer books. Loved the film of Little Shop of Horrors when I was 13, can still sing all the words. Like Monty Python, or at least I like Life of Brian and Quest for the Holy Grail. Tend to only see films that someone else really wants to go and see though.
Music... (gosh, I'm beginning to look like a doormat, but it really is swayed by who's around me and what they're playing, my interest in classical stuff and goth stuff has increasesd such a lot since living in Rivendell) I like folk stuff, and folk rock like Oysterband. And cheese like Abba. And have a lot of 90's indie stuff, because it was the only stage in my life where I tried being "into" music. Like to think I like the best of most genres rather than one genre lots.
Weather... Warm and sunny, but early morning / spring sunny, not afternoon / august sunny. Snow on a very bright sunny day is good too.
|Date:||April 14th, 2004 01:40 pm (UTC)|| |
What made you fall in love with M?
Do you want children? and why?
How do you make maths make sense? (not as in 'I can't do it waaaaaaa, I'm actually haveing quite a good maths day, but I'm interested in how other people understand things)
|Date:||April 15th, 2004 07:40 am (UTC)|| |
What made you fall in love with M?
Ah, falling in love is different to being in love. At the time, it was half the wonder of having someone in love with me. I find people fascinating, and at the falling in love stage, where you stay up till 5am and talk about everything ever, I've found something to fall in love with in every Cambridge person I've gotten that close to. And he cared, and was prepaired to trust his own feelings and take a chance... just before I ended up with M, I was annoyed at Tom for not wanting to live with me. And I could make M cry, which I hated but respected, whereas Tom was glib and quick to forgive and in a lot of ways acted like he didn't care about me. Oh, and sexual attraction and compatable kinks, and the ability to flirt until you think you know what the other persons thinking comes into it... and at the time I was falling in love with Foundation, the dinners and the fencing and the ability to talk about life and religion, and their cool friends and the parties and the lovely acceptance of sexuality and the ability to be in love with more than one person at once, and just... a world which was a bit more grown up. Oh, the fact that our rpg characters were falling in love helped too. (well, I say "falling in love" They were having hot lesbian sex ;-) )
Yes, I do want children. For a lot of bad reasons, and some probably good ones. I like to think I'd be a reasonably good mother, and be able to raise intelligent children who can think about things and be liberal and interesting, and I think the world needs more intelligent open minded people. The world needs more good mathematicians too. And with my parents fostering, I've spend so much time with kids, and loved working with kids (I'v done a lot of voluntry work with Campus, IVF etc too) and have found it very rewarding, but also find it horribly frustrating to have my hands tied about what I can and can't teach kids, and to have to deal with kids who have already been fucked up beyond hope by other people. And having kids is a very obvious way to feel you've left something for the future when you're dead, a lot more tangible than some obscure scientific papers... But no, being round kids makes me happy. I want a family, want to watch my kids grow up and probably end up far more interesting than me, and want to make sure there are still people I care about when I'm old.
Today, I don't make maths make sense. I'm not very good at visualising things - I've known mathmos with a very geometric approach to maths, but I need algebra and details, and am very uncomfortable with sweeping simplifications like "by symmetry, obviously". I tend to use sledgehammers to crack nuts, but usually end up with an open nut.
|Date:||April 15th, 2004 03:03 pm (UTC)|| |
So... you fell in love with the SGO and the Cambridge Aura and moved in with M. Nah, I'm being all cynical. I'm sure he's lovelly really.
|Date:||April 15th, 2004 04:11 pm (UTC)|| |
Hey, I'm not denying any of that, or the fact that in many ways he was a rebound, being lots of things that Tom was lacking.
I just seem to have been severely lucky in that once the falling in love and the shiney novelty wore off, I was with someone wonderful that being in love with kind of worked.
Oh, and as a point of order I agreed to move in with M (and the rest of foundation) before there was anything sexual between us, so finding myself committed to live with a boyfriend was a kind of weird side effect, rather than a conscious and stupidly immature decision trying to rush into a relationship before the sparkles had worn off.
If the question was why I was in love, rather than why I fell in love, the answer would have been different. I'd be the first to say that my reasons for falling in love are usually crap - that's why I can do it far too often.
|Date:||April 16th, 2004 07:09 am (UTC)|| |
Ah right. It's a nice house, they're lovelly people. No reason not to live with them...
My reasons for falling in love are generally shit too. Or rather, mostely non existant.
I would say my ears were burning, but they're not, really...
Oh yes, something I ough to actually say sometime: Congratulations, you made it past the sparkles wearing off. Some uncharitable predictions I made half a lifetime ago were wrong, and I'm glad of that.
Describe a peculiar family tradition of your own family?
Where is the place in your room/house/life that you put all the random bits of not-quite-junk you can't think what to do with, and what's in there?
What's your favourite place in the UK, and why?
|Date:||April 15th, 2004 07:50 am (UTC)|| |
a peculiar family tradition
Well, there's the Easter Egg hunt I described the other week. Christmas we can open stockings whenever we wake up, the have to wait until everyones awake, get one present each, have breakfast, have another present, go to church, and then get on with cooking dinner / unwrapping all the presents. But that's not very peculiar, that's just a routine. If you want something peculiar about my family, there's lots and lots, but not really traditions... my mum's one of 7, and with large families you're much less likely to get things like rings being passed down for engagements or people always getting their fathers name as their middle name and things like that. My dad's side of the family always have a party on the 1st of Jan, at which there is always a desert called fluffy-ruffle (it's kind of blamongy) But that's not hugely exciting.
The windowsill in my room... which has on it a broken ocarine, a spoon that was my grandmothers, a trinket box in the shape of the little mermaid, a get the balls in the holes puzzle, a set of jacks, a medieval headband, a teddy bear, a galileo thermometer and a baulble from Emma and Adrians wedding, amongst other things.
Cambridge, really, because it's beautiful, and I love the people. I love the Peak District though, as I grew up near there and they're the mountains I know the best. Then you get really silly specific places, like Trinity Hall Chapel, and one of the beaches in North Wales, and a bench down a lane in Treswell where I walk my dog, and a tree at the bottom of the field I used to climb.
1) IF YOU WERE ME, WHAT ONE THING WOULD YOU HAVE DONE DIFFERENTLY? (oops sorry about caps!) (and sorry about the question, but I've used it for every 3 qu meme so far!)
2) Will you bring up your kids the way you were brought up?
3) Honestly and truly, do you wish your parents were any other way?
|Date:||April 15th, 2004 08:04 am (UTC)|| |
1) I don't know a lot about you... I've been reading your LJ for about a year, but don't know much about the formative stuff that got you where you are. The kissing B all seemed a bit doom, but then seemed to get sorted, and TBH if it was me I'd probably have done far worse in the same situation!
2) No. Well, roughly. But Matthew's nothing like my father, so that will have a big effect on it (says Sally in optimistic "am going to get married to M and have kids" mood) But there are now things I really disagree with my parents over, such as private schools (which they were against to the point where they turned down an assisted places offer for me, whereas I'm only against them in principle and would rather send my kid to a good private school than put them through a hellish comp, although obviously a good state grammer is best!) and also there are things that will be different that are nothing to do with me - when I was being bought up all my mums familly pretty much lived in the same village, and I had hundreds (well, 35) cousins that I was forever spending time with. Given I'm an only child, and M only has one brother who lives Liverpoolwards, this isn't going to happen for my children. Also, mum worked, and if I could I'd much rather not work when I have kids. Well, not all the time, but keeping school hours by teaching or similar, and definitely not at all until they were school age.
3) Yes, I do. Not because I don't love them, but because they've had to deal with lots of bad shit in their lives that I wish they hadn't had to. And because I wish they'd had all the chances I've had, and seen more of the world (oh, they're much wider travelled than me, but the "getting to know really different types of people really well" that Cambridge is so good for has passed them by) because then they'd understand me better, and also because I think it would be good for them.
|Date:||April 15th, 2004 05:27 am (UTC)|| |
What are a few of your favourite things? (raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens specifically excluded)
Why maths at Cambridge and what were your alternative choices?
Why marriage rather than just living together?
|Date:||April 15th, 2004 08:19 am (UTC)|| |
1) Other than the obvious ones like Matthew and Cambridge and Maths? I like going for walks, organising things, persuading people to let me get away with bending rules because it's for a good cause (usually the good cause being me, or CULES), the buzz of being on stage, being able to talk to people about stuff, lazy mornings in bed, sunny mornings when I'm up early and get loads done, rivers, mountains, chocolate...
2) Why maths at Cambridge? Well, I picked Chemistry, Physics, and Maths (+ F Maths) at A-level, for reasons I now can barely recall (maths and physics were easy and interesting, and chemistry was the obvious compliment). By the end of A-levels I hated Chemistry, and had found more variety in maths than in physics (and didn't want to do natsci anyway as I hated Chem) At which point if you want to do maths the best place in the country is still Cambridge, I think, although Warwick is snapping at our heels and other places are still very good. My insurance was Durham (University college, because I wanted to live in a castle) to do maths. Of course, what I wanted to do was maths with philosophy at Oxford, but everyone told me that Cambridge was much better than Oxford at maths, so I copped out.
3) Well, he asked me if I wanted to marry him, and I couldn't lie and say no! I don't think I'd have started thinking about it for a year or so yet if M hadn't been so keen on the idea. But I do believe in marriage, and find it so much easier to be happy and free from my insecurities now I'm engaged. And I want kids (see above) and do believe that you should be married when you have kids, as then you are committing yourself to the familly for life and don't have a lot of choice in the matter anymore whether you've admitted it publically or not (not that single parents can't do a good job, I'm from a single parent familly, but in an ideal world...) And getting married just before having kids and never having any time married with just the two of you seems wrong. I think it means a lot to M because of his religion, but I don't need that as much as he does - I think I'm quietly confident that God knows how I feel about M and how committed I am, and that the relationship is in Gods hands before the sacriment of marriage anyway.
|Date:||April 15th, 2004 06:48 pm (UTC)|| |
1) What makes a relationship - any relationship - special?
2) Do you think my life would have worked out better if I had some of
your confidence in life/disregard for consequences ?
3) Did you correctly predict a) that I would reply to this, and b) the questions I would ask, or would you have done if you'd thought about it?
I consider myself duly nagged, so here goes:
1) What made you come all the way to New Hall to find me in Intensive Greek week?
2)Which would you rather have, a time machine or the ability to fly?
3) Where do you find the energy?
|Date:||April 17th, 2004 01:56 pm (UTC)|| |
1) Jelous ex-girlfriend syndrome, of course :-) I may accuse Stu of not being able to let go, but I was just as bad... I don't know, he'd gone on about you, and yes, I was jelous, and wanted to know what Stu's mystery woman was like. Also, the bit of me that was actually good at assassins, and collected a map of every undergrad. college including Girton and Homerton (where they had to give me a builders plan, because they didn' thave a conference map), wanted to know if I had enough information to be able to find you out. Hmm, maybe I should find a way to make that sound less scary-stalker and more likes-flirting-with-porters-for-information. Oh, and it was the week before freshers week. There was nothing else to do... (wonder if I should try and make myself look good by saying that I thought you might be lonely before the other freshers turned up? Nah... I wouldn't be *that* considerate... let's just go with scary-stalker...)
2) Depends if it were just for a day, or for the rest of my life. If it was for the rest of my life, then a time machine, if only because you could do so much good and find out so many interesting things, and history would remain fascinating. And much as I think flying would be wonderful, the novalty would wear off. However, if it was just for a day, I think I'd rather have the ability to fly. I'd love to know what it felt like so much. And if I could have a time machine, but just for a day, it'd be a really horrible guilty day (well, assuming I was the only person who could have the time machine ever) with far far far too much to try and do and see and recover for other people in it.
3) I don't *have* any energy. Nah, I'm very good at doing end of term crash, burn and be ill for a week at home.