Wasting time
First off, an apology to people that I talk to online. For whatever reason the internet connection at Barnardo likes to cut out at random intervals, which makes conversations somewhat difficult. Unfortunately I don't see this being fixed in the near future, since we have no idea what's causing it. But, for future reference, if I disappear randomly or don't respond to something, it's because my internet sucks. Moving on.
I've finished my first three days of running subjects. With minimal success. Monday was okay, I guess. Astronomy runs Monday nights, tho, which a lot of first years are in so I wasn't overly surprised when not many people came that night. Tuesday during the day actually went really well, but the evening I had to cancel because the university was closed due to weather (buses and cabs shut down too, getting home was interesting. Yay for hanging out at Phil's house!) Then last night no one showed up. Which sucked. I'm not sure if it was because the room is hard to find, the confusion for cancelling on Tuesday, people going out to the bar, or just general bad luck, but I'm not impressed. In any event I'm meeting with Elaine this afternoon to talk about how the questionnaires are going so far. Not really looking forward to that conversation. I'm going to have to do some serious canvassing or something. *whistles* Here, little first years...
That's pretty much been it for me this week. Couldn't go swimming on Tuesday because of doing the questionnaires, and skipped out on it today 'cause Jamie forgot his swimsuit and I don't feel like going by myself. That means I have an hour to kill before going to meet Elaine. After that I have to wait until 4 at which point I'm tutoring. I really should have brought more than one book. But whatever.
Was chatting with Jamie a little while ago about purpose. (Those of you who read suppishld already know that, since he did a post about it). Basically I don't think there's one single purpose for everyone. Nor do I think that a person's purpose is something that's set at birth, so that it's up to them to find it somehow and then follow it. It really seems more of a personal thing to me. Something that's discovered through experience. You find soemthing that calls you, moves you, something you have to do in order for your life to be complete, and that becomes your purpose. Of course, not everyone necessarily finds one. And I don't know that that's a bad thing. Even for those who do find one, I don't know that a purpose is going to effect the entire world. Their immediate surroundings, sure. And themselves obviously. But not everyone on the planet. Maybe it's just me (or maybe it's a woman thing, yay stereotyping), but I don't see having a huge life/being famous/remembered etc as necessary to having a good/successful life. (and that was an awkward sentence. But it makes sense. Ish.)
So . . . yeah. That's about it for that. If you find your purpose, yay. If not, whatever. Keep looking. Or not. Whatever. Man I'd be an awesome motivational speaker.
Hugs and howls.
I've finished my first three days of running subjects. With minimal success. Monday was okay, I guess. Astronomy runs Monday nights, tho, which a lot of first years are in so I wasn't overly surprised when not many people came that night. Tuesday during the day actually went really well, but the evening I had to cancel because the university was closed due to weather (buses and cabs shut down too, getting home was interesting. Yay for hanging out at Phil's house!) Then last night no one showed up. Which sucked. I'm not sure if it was because the room is hard to find, the confusion for cancelling on Tuesday, people going out to the bar, or just general bad luck, but I'm not impressed. In any event I'm meeting with Elaine this afternoon to talk about how the questionnaires are going so far. Not really looking forward to that conversation. I'm going to have to do some serious canvassing or something. *whistles* Here, little first years...
That's pretty much been it for me this week. Couldn't go swimming on Tuesday because of doing the questionnaires, and skipped out on it today 'cause Jamie forgot his swimsuit and I don't feel like going by myself. That means I have an hour to kill before going to meet Elaine. After that I have to wait until 4 at which point I'm tutoring. I really should have brought more than one book. But whatever.
Was chatting with Jamie a little while ago about purpose. (Those of you who read suppishld already know that, since he did a post about it). Basically I don't think there's one single purpose for everyone. Nor do I think that a person's purpose is something that's set at birth, so that it's up to them to find it somehow and then follow it. It really seems more of a personal thing to me. Something that's discovered through experience. You find soemthing that calls you, moves you, something you have to do in order for your life to be complete, and that becomes your purpose. Of course, not everyone necessarily finds one. And I don't know that that's a bad thing. Even for those who do find one, I don't know that a purpose is going to effect the entire world. Their immediate surroundings, sure. And themselves obviously. But not everyone on the planet. Maybe it's just me (or maybe it's a woman thing, yay stereotyping), but I don't see having a huge life/being famous/remembered etc as necessary to having a good/successful life. (and that was an awkward sentence. But it makes sense. Ish.)
So . . . yeah. That's about it for that. If you find your purpose, yay. If not, whatever. Keep looking. Or not. Whatever. Man I'd be an awesome motivational speaker.
Hugs and howls.