Monday, July 13, 2009
So it has been a while since I last blogged. So where should we start? My exams SUCKED, my first chemistry paper I took in a semi dazed state because my body had been ravaged by two infections with a swelling in my face and a sore throat no man should ever have to endure. My two psych exams were ok (the infection had subsided) but the last quantum chemistry paper was quite inhumane for someone who doesn’t even know how to spell p.h.y.s.i.c.s and m.a.t.h.s.
My results were not exactly stellar but praise God they were much better than what I was expecting (I really was just expecting a pass for the chemistry subjects) and I still got the dean’s commendation as well as a letter of commendation letters from both faculties. Praise God. But this semester has really shown to me that I really don’t want to do chemistry in the long run. Chemistry in its purest form is fun, engaging and provides me with a fascination that borders on the erotic but really, all the physics and maths is a turn off. I would be better at it if I spent more time with it but I simply don’t have to time being torn between two disciplines.
So I’ve decided to pursue psychology instead. That being said I am happy to announce that after intense negotiations with my financial backers (aka Mother and Father) I will on continuing on to do an honours year in psychology. This means that:
1. I will be returning at the end of this year instead of having a graduation trip around Australia
2. Hopefully I will be riding out the worst of the economic crisis
3. I will be interning at MCYS in an attempt to bolster my resume
4. I will able to guest star in the up and coming ypm camp
5. You all will have the awesome privilege my presence for 3 months
6. I will desperately have to lose weight if I want to fit into a regular economy seat on the plane back.
7. I may have a chance to do a doctorate in psychology if the right scholarships present itself.
My holidays have been quite uneventful. But I have come to realise that I really am not an adventurous person. I really can’t say I want to climb every mountain or ford every stream. I do want to sit down have a nice cup of coffee and engage myself with a book or an interesting conversation. That being said, I realise I have developed great distaste for instances where people try and impress you with facts that seem like they got it from a primary school kid’s textbook. For example when you mention you use silk boxers and they say: “ oh did you know that silk comes from silkworms?”. Or when you mention you’re eating pasta they go “ but pasta really is just noodles since marco polo brought them from China”. I don’t mind the facts if they were coming from a 7 year old still fascinated by world but from a university student, I’d expect more. Maybe it’s also because I feel insulted that they’d think I wouldn’t know about that very general bit of knowledge or worse if they pontificate as if they know everything about the subject. When in fact and is usually the case that I not only know more (about say noodles) but am better able to communicate it. Maybe it’s intellectual pride, maybe it’s because it makes they dreadful bores but I wonder should I correct my attitude or just smile and seem absolutely delighted in what they have to say?
Jonathan’s Gem (After bending down while wearing a loose tberms much to the horror of his friends sitting behind) “ Well why are you still sitting down? Aren’t you supposed to get up at the crack of Jon?”
That is all
Jon.P™
My results were not exactly stellar but praise God they were much better than what I was expecting (I really was just expecting a pass for the chemistry subjects) and I still got the dean’s commendation as well as a letter of commendation letters from both faculties. Praise God. But this semester has really shown to me that I really don’t want to do chemistry in the long run. Chemistry in its purest form is fun, engaging and provides me with a fascination that borders on the erotic but really, all the physics and maths is a turn off. I would be better at it if I spent more time with it but I simply don’t have to time being torn between two disciplines.
So I’ve decided to pursue psychology instead. That being said I am happy to announce that after intense negotiations with my financial backers (aka Mother and Father) I will on continuing on to do an honours year in psychology. This means that:
1. I will be returning at the end of this year instead of having a graduation trip around Australia
2. Hopefully I will be riding out the worst of the economic crisis
3. I will be interning at MCYS in an attempt to bolster my resume
4. I will able to guest star in the up and coming ypm camp
5. You all will have the awesome privilege my presence for 3 months
6. I will desperately have to lose weight if I want to fit into a regular economy seat on the plane back.
7. I may have a chance to do a doctorate in psychology if the right scholarships present itself.
My holidays have been quite uneventful. But I have come to realise that I really am not an adventurous person. I really can’t say I want to climb every mountain or ford every stream. I do want to sit down have a nice cup of coffee and engage myself with a book or an interesting conversation. That being said, I realise I have developed great distaste for instances where people try and impress you with facts that seem like they got it from a primary school kid’s textbook. For example when you mention you use silk boxers and they say: “ oh did you know that silk comes from silkworms?”. Or when you mention you’re eating pasta they go “ but pasta really is just noodles since marco polo brought them from China”. I don’t mind the facts if they were coming from a 7 year old still fascinated by world but from a university student, I’d expect more. Maybe it’s also because I feel insulted that they’d think I wouldn’t know about that very general bit of knowledge or worse if they pontificate as if they know everything about the subject. When in fact and is usually the case that I not only know more (about say noodles) but am better able to communicate it. Maybe it’s intellectual pride, maybe it’s because it makes they dreadful bores but I wonder should I correct my attitude or just smile and seem absolutely delighted in what they have to say?
Jonathan’s Gem (After bending down while wearing a loose tberms much to the horror of his friends sitting behind) “ Well why are you still sitting down? Aren’t you supposed to get up at the crack of Jon?”
That is all
Jon.P™
