The Punktuations! Present:

My imaginary band, The Punktuations!, has been going through something of a folk phase lately. Luckily I am visiting home and was able to draft my adorable and talented and adorably talented little brother to accompany my latest craziness. He fits perfectly in the band, since he is a total punk. A jazz-loving, trumpet-playing, straight-A-getting punk.

Since I couldn't just upload the track I had to make a slideshow. This is from our Punktuations! photo shoot. Stephanie couldn't make it this time, but someday soon she will.

This is a little song I wrote to express the heartache that comes from trying to bridge the great divide.




Math + English = Heartbreak
by Kiersten White
Accompanied by Mr. Matt

My love for you runs deeper than rivers and oceans
You hush me and blabber about formulas and quotients.
Baby, I know you promised, but things aren’t any greater
Sometimes I’d like to smash your graphing calculator.

I thought the worst type for me would be a star athlete
But no, the real heartbreakers are sweet nerdy mathletes.
English people and math people should never date
No matter the attraction, their love just won’t equate.

You say that our love needs more strict parameters
Oh baby please sing to me in iambic pentameter.
I want to be your inspiration, long to be your muse
You just want to find that triangle’s hypotenuse.

I speak of love in metaphors—you’re my sun, my earth, my sky
You give me quadratic equations as proof our love won’t die.
Shakespeare is my idol, his words are like the dawn
Convex curves on graphs, well, they kinda turn you on.

I thought the worst type for me would be a star athlete
But no, the real heartbreakers are sweet nerdy mathletes.
English people and math people should never date
No matter the attraction, their love just won’t equate.

A line might go on forever, without any end
Please quit speaking geometry and flirt with me instead.
The glory of math, you tell me, is an answer for anything
English is far better—just make up your own meaning.

I thought the worst type for me would be a star athlete
But no, the real heartbreakers are sweet nerdy mathletes.
English people and math people should never date
No matter the attraction, their love just won’t equate.