Once again, I am re-posting - verbatim, an old tweet of mine.
Except this is not what studying and University life looks like, and I am sick and tired of the internet pretending that it does. Let me tell y'all something.
Studying at university, is maddening, okay? It is a pursuit of fanatically trying to understand something that you, for some inexplicable reason cannot seem to move on from. It is the single most devastating as well as rewarding thing that you can take up, IF you are truly trying to get something done.
Devastating since at the extreme, it is THE Most lonely undertaking a human can take up. You will drown yourself in texts that were authored far before your bloodline existed, in thoughts that make no damn sense to anyone but to you, and you cannot explain them to those few who are willing to listen because you are not sure about them yourself.
Speaking of thoughts - the bastards that they are. I am convinced that they are the only entity in the world that moves faster than the speed of fucking light. And for a mind that's fanatic enough, it is a struggle to keep a hold of the freight-train that ravages through you every time you encounter something new. And the cruel part? The name of the game is to hold on to the single thought that you have as a thousand more flood in.
To give it the time that it deserves, the patience that it needs, but oh well, there's a thousand more that are demanding the very same. You try and write it down, because it helps, but what happens when your hands cannot match your brain? You go insane. You try and distract yourself, "Maybe I am tripping, it's not that deep." NO IT IS THAT FUCKING DEEP.
But when it all comes together, when those thousand thoughts do indeed get processed, when it all forms ONE beautiful symphony that we call a body of work, the brink of insanity suddenly seems worth reaching and staying at.
So no. Studying is not all about having a Starbucks coffee with a MacBook that has cute PDFs open, or a stack of messy books, or neatly written notes that are Pinterest-worthy, or a dimly lit room with motherfuckers dressed in the most immaculate fashion that they can find trying to talk about their experiences. And I am so done with the internet trying to make it that fucking way.
FIGHT ME.
Sit through the problem. Hit dead ends. Bang ur head into walls. That's how you make neural connections. That's how you learn. Simply prompting LLMs doesn't form neural connections. You need to feel patient but the urgency of the deadline. That's were solutions are found.
"What's the similarity between a tree branch and a aircraft wing" my prof asked
He explained it can be modeled as cantilever beam. A cantilever beam experiences max bending moment at the fixed end so it needs a thicker cross section there at free end the moment is 0 so it's taper