I'm still importing old entries; I'm now up to February 2002. If there ever is a way to go back in time, I'd like to revisit my early high school self and either slap some sense into her or show her that there is hope yet. Both sound equally appealing. Either way, I'm surprised anyone was allowed around me, as emo as I was back then. Seriously, next time I want something to laugh at, I should just go back and read my old entries. Because apparently as soon as I figured out how to bold and italicize words with HTML, I (over)used it. There are a few entries that shine, though. Those remind me that it is possible to turn away from my sinful emo ways.
I'm much less neurotic than I used to be, though. This is a good sign.
There's a line from The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-time that I particularly like.
I think prime numbers are like life. They are very logical but you could never work out the rules, even if you spent all your time thinking about them.
The first day of number theory, Mira told Dr. Koch that I was obsessed with prime numbers. While this is a bit of an exaggeration, it isn't by much. I love them. To the nonobservant, they look simple--they don't have any factors besides itself and one. But if you dig deeper, you find out more. There are rules to this. Oh, yes, the prime numbers have many, many properties, which is what makes them so fascinating. But is that all? Have we found all of them?
Of course not.
Can we find all of them?
That's the big question. Maybe, maybe not. I'm leaning toward 'maybe not', not because I'm a pessimist (I've found myself becoming much more optimistic over the past few years) but because of the incompleteness of mathematics.
But now for a bigger question. Could you replace 'life' with 'love' and retain the truth value of the statement?
I don't know. I'll get back to you on that one, but don't expect an answer too quickly.