Chapter 10: Waiting for Results [1]
Seven days had passed since the SAT exams, and I had shifted my focus to making some money by tackling math questions from undergrads and even some graduate students.
It was like a hustle, but it had me learning more than I ever thought would be possible in such a short time.
I have figured out that every time a new blue comet appeared in my dreams, it was like a turbo boost for my IQ.
Naturally, this piqued my curiosity. I started digging into what the heck was going on. I skimmed through a bunch of medical papers, but I could only find ones where people gain bizarre talents after getting zapped by lightning...
That was as far as it went. This was uncharted territory.
In the midst of raking in over 200 bucks on that website (let me tell you, it ain't a cakewalk – I had to tackle over 200 questions in a single week to pull that off), I embarked on a math learning frenzy.
I delved deep into the world of Differential Equations, and I'm not just talking about the basics – I was solving complicated systems of partial differential equations that even had engineering students scratching their heads.
I ventured into the uncharted waters of Abstract Algebra, took a spin through a topology course, and even dipped my toes into probability and statistics. The latter, let me tell you, was a rollercoaster ride. Modern theories in stats? It was like tackling a hefty sandwich.
But here's the thing – yesterday, the third blue comet showed up in my dreams, and it was like a floodlight beaming down on all that statistical murkiness.
Theorems involving triple integrals? Yeah, they can get a bit dicey, but I was seeing through them like a hot knife through butter.
Who knows how far this rabbit hole goes? But one thing was for sure – I was on a wild ride, and I was making every fuc*ing second count. MIT, here I come.