I am 24 years old.(Just celebrated my birthday a day ago) I know it’s not really a big deal since I’m relatively “young” but like what my friend said, it’s “the year” before I reach my quarter life (crisis?). This is of course in accordance to the assumption that I’ll live for 100 years. *fingers crossed* The cliché goes that age is but a number. Therefore, we shouldn’t really be bothered whether we are 16 or 60. While cleaning my closet this morning, I saw my super dusty math book (Hi Mr. Leithold!). If there is ONE thing that math taught me it would be the fact that numbers do matter. The ancient Greek philosopher, Pythagoras was right all along. Numbers are everything. Let me give a little exercise just to prove my point that numbers matter in this shithole of a world we live in. Let's begin with my so-called life. I've been living for more or less 8760 days or 210, 240 hours or 12, 614, 440 minutes or 756,864, 000 seconds! I have 1 sister and had a total of 34 pet do...
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