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University
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17th October 2011It’s a RiotThis is not a funny post. I moved back to St Andrews a month ago and I’ve enjoyed just about every minute since. I love it here. So far, my second year at St Andrews has been very different from my first. I’m now doing only maths modules; the maths is harder and there’s more of it. This semester I’m doing modules entirely in pure mathematics, which I think is great. Next semester will be more applied, but pure is where my heart is. I’m currently taking 3 modules: a 2nd year one called Algebra & Analysis, a 3rd year one about ...
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16th September 2011Going BackI'm moving back to St Andrews tomorrow morning. I haven't been this excited in years.
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2nd August 2011My 9 Months in House 11This post is one of the most difficult that I've written, and I want to explain why before I dive in. For a while it has laid untouched as a collection of rough notes and photos, gathering dust in my drafts folder. I was unsure where to take it or whether to continue at all. This post is about my troubles and annoyances living with my first-year housemates. In the past I've not had a problem writing harshly about people I know, but this feels a little different. I've lived with these guys. You see, had they not been housemates but ...
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3rd February 2011Dave & Mike on RockSocI have a treat for you. [Click to play] In the final few days of last semester, Misters Dave Brankin, the JSA ((Junior Semester Abroad. Dave was here for only one semester, September till December 2010.)) student of Chicago, and Mike Irving, the loveable postgrad from Vancouver ((From near to Vancouver, anyway.)), hosted an hour-long show on the University of St Andrews' radio station, STAR ((St Andrews Radio.)). It was the RockSoc's slot in the broadcast schedule, so for their show Dave and Mike played some rock music from bands close to their hearts, such as Mother Mother, Pearl Jam and Wilco. ...
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17th December 2010You Gotta Wanna Be The Drummer In The BandI want to express what I’m feeling right now. I want to capture the moment in a way that a camera never could. All I can do is try. I’m drained. I’m grumpy. I’m thirsty. I have no energy or enthusiasm and I want to sleep for a month. I’m anxious ((Very new feeling, related to accommodation and the prospect of snow ruining my travel plans on Saturday. Can be ignored.)) and irritated and sad. Yet I feel intensely content and proud of myself. What a bizarre amalgamation. Why would anyone ever feel like that? Why indeed. As odd a combination as ...
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About Wilf's Blog
I'm a mathematician, but apart from that, I'm a fairly normal guy. I used to write a blog - this blog. I write (wrote) about whatever is on my mind. It can get quite personal sometimes.
