An intelligent waste of time
Reading Malcolm Gladwell threw me for a loop. An entire book of very convincing essays, making all sorts of conclusions based on statistical correlations, that basically said that being born at the right time, to the right background, and being just-smart-enough and exceptionally passionate and hard-working within your chosen field is the way to
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First of all, I missed you today!! >__<
If you want, we can meet up to do hw/study together. I know having a buddy makes me more likely to get things done. Also, in class, if I see you getting distracted I can poke you or something. If you want. =x I think whenever I space out I tend to daydream about whatever random thought happens to pop into my head. So maybe I might need poking too....
As far as being an expert on something, I feel quite the same. I have always found it hard to specialize in something when there are so many other things to learn about. And as much as I would love to know everything about a subject and spew random facts everywhere I go, I just don't think I have the capacity. Nothing has ever interested me, school or hobby-wise. I was never in any clubs or after-school activities and developed no hobbies as a child. Juggling and Go are my first real hobbies that I can proudly admit to having, but even then I am far from amazing in them. So, I know how you feel when it comes to feeling not-so-skilled. =/ This is also something I suppose we could work together on, if it would help.
I hope to see you in class Thursday! If not, then lunch??? <3
(P.S. My journal is really just a place for me to put my random, silly, girly feelings. I tend to act less girly than I really am. _>)
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