My OperaThe afterlife
Sunday, July 29, 2007 7:30:46 PM
By which I am referring to everything that happens after May 2008. And what Mom has to say about it.
The thing is, mom doesn't want me to go to college in England. Uncle Dave says it's stricter and more .. what would you say... you like follow one program do one thing, as opposed to the US, where you are more free to do whatever you like, within limits... He's been both in the US and a year in Oxford so I guess he knows what he's talking about. So mom doesn't think that would be right for me, I am more of a do it myself person.... I don't want to take anymore classes that aren't interesting, that don't teach me the stuff I want to learn. Still, how do I know it's all like that? He's ONE person, he's not at all able to represent a whole school, let alone a country.
Now Veronica says she thinks I would fit it to Oxford or Cambridge, apparently because of the way I approach questions, think out loud, and use past knowledge to back it up. I have no idea what she's talking about, it might be that TOK loaded email I sent her on the Big Bang versus the Bible, and that sometimes I just say stuff that doesn't make sense, because I say it before having thought about it at all. Can't think of any examples, but I remember we talked about it so I know you know what I mean. Still, she is only one person, who doesn't really know me, not like mom does anyway.
Mom says you don't base the choice of where you go to school on where your friends are going, you just don't. Now I'm not talking just about Tomtom here, although you are the England person. It's just Europe, North-Easter part. It's just that most of you are gonna be there, in the general area. And I know if I end up going to the US, we will see each other less than once every year. Now that would suck bigtime. And mom says I'll get new friends, the more narrow my line of study gets, to say it that way... People who are even more like me than you are. But still, although people who are more like me are not THAT hard to picture, we have are differences, although small
...I just don't see how anybody anywhere else could possibly be as perfect as you are. I mean even in our class it seems we're the ones who like get together the most, others just don't... not as much... and what's it gonna be like later, will I be so lucky as to find other yous? Will I me the me I am with you? What if, in my whole entire life, there were two years during which I was happy? TWO??? And also, about seeing you once a year, no matter what kind of new people I meet I'm gonna not know you as well! I feel like, even after only a month, I don't know you as well as I did...And what if I like my new friends, and feel like they are good enough or some crap! Like two friends I've known since first grade, I never talk to them anymore, never see them. Now One of them is just a totally different kind of person, so that is understandable and all, but the other one is much more like me, and is my neighbor, still I hadn't seen him in probably half a year last time I saw him... Weird! And I'm scared that's going to happen again. I told mom: "I don't want to lose these people!!!
" and I don't. And America is just so far away! They say I once said: " Why can't we just get a looooong rope, and tie together America and Norway, and then when we wanted to see each other, we could just pull the rope?" I still feel like that would be cool... And wayyy in the future, like in 30 or 40 years maybe, we won't even be allowed to fly because of all the Co2... Which is an admirable cause but it would mean I would just have to stay over there... for like... forever.... exaggerated, yes, but still mighty depressing... it all is...Mom says you choose your school because of what you want to study (well of course i wouldn't go to England if that meant the only thing I was allowed to do was study ceramics) where you get in (they have equally hard and equally easy places just about anywhere) and where your contacts are (yeah... family... I have that too in Norway.. but I don't want to stay in Norway... The language is like.... I don't know why... it doesn't fit. I wish IB had a college/university program... What they can afford (Lax it, I have "rik onkel i Amerika"... I wonder if Mom would make him pull the funding if I decide to go to England...)
So many things to wonder about... So little time.... Just like with the books. So many of them, so little time...
What if I apply to lots of places but they're all too hard and I don't get in... My moms cousin Judy (nice lady, school librarian just like mom) says I'm welcome to come to Boston and stay with her while I look at the schools there... I can't say I wouldn't like Boston... I'm not THAT crazy... But I'd never ever get in... What other places are there there... So many.. Are there places that specialize in Material Sciences, where you don't need to have the brains of two geniuses put together to get in? I wonder...
saying more would be repetitive
Magnar FHmagnarfh # Sunday, July 29, 2007 9:22:58 PM
Oh, have you heard of this newfangled thing called the 'interweb'?
Queen Messyennahoja # Sunday, July 29, 2007 9:28:23 PM
You don't KNOW him, you know OF him.
I'm more happy now, I've been reading my own blog from times long gone. That makes me happy. Like one blog about how much I love my Life. An another one saying how I must live in today, who cares what tomorrow will bring
Queen Messyennahoja # Sunday, July 29, 2007 9:35:56 PM
Thomassupertomtom # Monday, July 30, 2007 11:17:35 AM
Contrary to you girls, I may have to do førstegangstjeneste in the military next year. However, since I've got a bad back, I can probably get out of it, if I mention it. However, do I want to?
A year off can give me plenty of opportunities. If (heaven forbid), I don't do very well on an exam or two, I can work to improve it. I also get time to work in order to earn some money, and do other stuff.
The military isn't such a bad idea either. A year of training and learning about stuff like that does appeal to me (and NO! Not the blowing people up part)! On the other hand, I lose a year of studying.
Bah. Life's hard sometimes.
And now I have to get some kjøretimer with Wright organized...
Queen Messyennahoja # Tuesday, July 31, 2007 8:38:46 AM
OK, you'll be surprised now, Tomtom, I don't think it's that bad an idea really (as long as you stay far away from jegerkommanoen or whatever it's called). It'l give you time to earn moneymoneymoney
And listen closely (or read): Yes, you'll lose a year of studying, yeah, and, you said something about the faster you get your doctorate the more money you'll make. Now let me ask you: Despite family history, do you believe that you will, at once you are finished with your asters in something-or-other, that in a couple of months you will have some brilliant idea and write a doctorate within a year or how long it usually takes? Now I'm NOT saying you're stupid, cause you're not, but I'm saying that would it make a difference? If you ARE so brilliant that that would happen RIGHT after you finished your masters, I think you're brilliant enough that it could happen at the same time/age even if you took a year "off", you'd just start thinking about it at the same time. And since it's fun, that would not matter. So my point is, you'd finish your doctorate at just about the same time anyway.
And if I'm wrong, it's just one year. Not 5, or anything. It'll make a minimum amount of difference in your pay. Actually, I think your pay would depend MUCH more upon what kind of job you will have, like if you work for the state, or for a private company, and what your position is.
Last but not least, you worry too much about money.
Tata for now. Veronica is coming, and we're gonna start on my EE. Finally...
Thomassupertomtom # Tuesday, July 31, 2007 10:24:50 AM
And no, I don't feel a genius streak coming on straight after IB. But, who knows
And besides (a little ironic now), after I've earned my millions (of pounds) (lets say, in four years time), it doesn't really matter anymore, whether I earn a little more or now
And you know, maybe I will do the military, it is a safe-guard of sorts, and it does hold a lot of good things (like being able to take whatever driving licence I want, for free!)
Queen Messyennahoja # Tuesday, July 31, 2007 5:21:30 PM
Just remember what I said, stay far away from jegerkomandoen, or I'll blame myself once you get killed in Afghanistan. OK?
Thomassupertomtom # Tuesday, July 31, 2007 6:21:37 PM
Dunno about helicopter, but yeah, sure, if I make the air-force, and what I do is relevant to flying helicopters. But I was more thinking of being able to drive "lastebil, lett lastebil, motorsykkel, minibuss" etc. Perhaps especially number three. Though bestemor won't be happy about that, dad had a very nasty accident on a motorbike, resulting in him now having metal bolts in his leg. :S
Queen Messyennahoja # Tuesday, July 31, 2007 6:51:36 PM
I would think tractors are a whole lot safer than motorbikes. Don't see why you would want to ride one anyway... Scary, through and through. Cars are ok, you are enclosed. But motorbikes are like out in the open, and still fast....
I'll blame myself for saying maybe the military isn't such a bad idea anyway