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nnyThe kind of comedy that seems to kill me the most tends to be made by posh and terribly old-fashioned englishmen. Like Just a Minute and The News Quiz and QI, at which I have just sprained my stomach muscles. It makes me feel like a dreadful nerd, and I can't say that bothers me in the least.
Random thought the second: I really don't know why, but I learn so very much better outside of an educational institution than I do inside it. Possibly it's the fact that while in school/college/uni I had to do it, and it was therefore a chore more than anything else; possibly it was the fact that I quite clearly chose the wrong subject to pursue. I really do wish I'd done Religious Studies or English Lit at uni, but then again I'm enjoying the study so much more now than I think I would have been willing to before. It's possibly just a more mature attitude in general, really, since I've also never had a job I've enjoyed this much before, and I'm starting to think about what I'm going to be doing a few years down the line without the instant ostrich reaction that tended to be a part of my daily repertoire. I have spent a lot of time Not Thinking About Things, and now suddenly there're good things to think about.
Like the fact that I'm pretty determined to go to Bath to study, next year. And that I have potential people to live with, and the thought of it is making me grin randomly and frequently. And that I'm considering that I might, in fact, be mature enough to handle commitment... to a cat, that is. There are driving lessons in my future, and piano lessons, and more English lessons than you can shake a stick at. And if teaching doesn't work for me, hey. I only have to do it for three years to work off the training grant, and then I can do something else. Considering how fast my three years of uni went, this seems like no great hardship.
I might decide, after three years of teaching, to go do an MA. I'm not really sure how they work, though - anyone who's done one, would you mind chatting in the comments? I'm intrigued as to how flexible they are, and how I could combine various interests into a thesis that would make me buckle down and attempt to kick academic arse.
What's really getting me, though, is that there are actually endless possibilities. I think probably it's all the teachers I've been speaking to lately that've taught me that. The amount of weird and wonderful routes that got them to where they are... your life path doesn't need to be planned, and any plan you do make can remain fluid, and I am damned lucky to be where I am and have the opportunities that I do.
I've had days in the past where I've looked ahead and seen nothing but doom. DOOOM! I have literally been unable to see anything for myself besides misery and death. It's one of many reasons I should have had counselling in Uni, of course, but I didn't and I'm here now so there's no point in dwelling on that. Now I can look ahead and see an adult who's not a complete failure. And that, for me, is such an enormous thing I can't even tell you. So, yeah. Life, right now, is pretty shiny.
And, to completely change the subject, a meme. Select an interest and ask me about it, if you want. Alternatively, icons.
*grins*
Random thought the second: I really don't know why, but I learn so very much better outside of an educational institution than I do inside it. Possibly it's the fact that while in school/college/uni I had to do it, and it was therefore a chore more than anything else; possibly it was the fact that I quite clearly chose the wrong subject to pursue. I really do wish I'd done Religious Studies or English Lit at uni, but then again I'm enjoying the study so much more now than I think I would have been willing to before. It's possibly just a more mature attitude in general, really, since I've also never had a job I've enjoyed this much before, and I'm starting to think about what I'm going to be doing a few years down the line without the instant ostrich reaction that tended to be a part of my daily repertoire. I have spent a lot of time Not Thinking About Things, and now suddenly there're good things to think about.
Like the fact that I'm pretty determined to go to Bath to study, next year. And that I have potential people to live with, and the thought of it is making me grin randomly and frequently. And that I'm considering that I might, in fact, be mature enough to handle commitment... to a cat, that is. There are driving lessons in my future, and piano lessons, and more English lessons than you can shake a stick at. And if teaching doesn't work for me, hey. I only have to do it for three years to work off the training grant, and then I can do something else. Considering how fast my three years of uni went, this seems like no great hardship.
I might decide, after three years of teaching, to go do an MA. I'm not really sure how they work, though - anyone who's done one, would you mind chatting in the comments? I'm intrigued as to how flexible they are, and how I could combine various interests into a thesis that would make me buckle down and attempt to kick academic arse.
What's really getting me, though, is that there are actually endless possibilities. I think probably it's all the teachers I've been speaking to lately that've taught me that. The amount of weird and wonderful routes that got them to where they are... your life path doesn't need to be planned, and any plan you do make can remain fluid, and I am damned lucky to be where I am and have the opportunities that I do.
I've had days in the past where I've looked ahead and seen nothing but doom. DOOOM! I have literally been unable to see anything for myself besides misery and death. It's one of many reasons I should have had counselling in Uni, of course, but I didn't and I'm here now so there's no point in dwelling on that. Now I can look ahead and see an adult who's not a complete failure. And that, for me, is such an enormous thing I can't even tell you. So, yeah. Life, right now, is pretty shiny.
And, to completely change the subject, a meme. Select an interest and ask me about it, if you want. Alternatively, icons.
*grins*
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Date: 2006-09-29 10:13 pm (UTC)Re: Interests
Date: 2006-09-29 10:17 pm (UTC)Old medicine in general does fascinate me, though. Also the idea that someday our practices will look just as barbaric and ridiculous as trepanning or leeches or the like.
Re: Interests
Date: 2006-09-29 10:27 pm (UTC)Re: Interests
Date: 2006-09-29 10:29 pm (UTC)Re: Interests
Date: 2006-09-29 10:41 pm (UTC)That is true about many old customs, or ancient oddities. Ancient people knew a whole lot, see that thing on my icon.
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Date: 2006-09-29 10:50 pm (UTC)Feel free to tell me to bugger off.
:D!
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Date: 2006-09-29 11:35 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-09-29 11:37 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-09-29 11:38 pm (UTC)And Henry Holiday designed some beautiful (http://www.stainedglassphotography.com/GreetingCards/Henry-Holiday-01b.jpg) stained glass, of course. What else?
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Date: 2006-09-29 11:41 pm (UTC)and ooooh, prettyyyyyy.
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Date: 2006-09-29 11:45 pm (UTC)She told me I should friend you (peer-pressure *GASP*) so I did.
:D?
Same with the buggering-off-ness.
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Date: 2006-09-29 11:45 pm (UTC)I play Sands, and I just got Luna. Not posting her in until I reread her HBP parts, but the glee still stands.
And English aren't polite! We're just too subtle about it for anyone to notice! Or we're football hooligans.
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Date: 2006-09-29 11:46 pm (UTC)Thanks ever so!
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Date: 2006-09-29 11:47 pm (UTC)*grins*
GIC
Date: 2006-09-29 11:47 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-09-29 11:48 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-09-29 11:49 pm (UTC)Politeness, that is. Not Due South.
(although I lack in that too.)
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Date: 2006-09-29 11:50 pm (UTC)You peer-pressured me.
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Date: 2006-09-29 11:52 pm (UTC)D:!!!!!
:P
Date: 2006-09-29 11:57 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-09-30 02:01 am (UTC)With an MA thesis, as with any other thesis, you really really should enjoy your work and feel comfortable with your academic writing style before seriously tackling it. Thesis work often requires you to eat, drink, sweat and generally wallow in your Subject O'Choice, and there's nothing worse than realising that you absolutely hate your topic -- and realising this a month before the paper itself is due.