Lazing on a summer afternoon...
Today has been quite a nice day, if rather sleepy. Church twice, of course, and we sang lovely things: choral Eucharist this morning so we sang Darke in, um, F? I get E and F mixed up; we do the Agnus Dei of both quite regularly at home, and I can't remeber which it was today. Nice, anyway, I like Darke. *goes off to search for CD* Lunch was as usual, although with less of the usual debate, as Mark has gone home for the weekend. And then came an afternoon in which Ben informed me about butter from Wikipedia's page on the subject while I dozed on my bed, and then he left and I really did fall asleep, until my parents phoned at 5pm to ask me what I wanted to eat in Lincoln.
Really. What do I want to eat in Lincoln? *shakes head* Slightly bizarre, although I suppose that was heightened by me having been rudely awoken by the phone and not being quite with it. The first thing Mum said was 'are you in a rush to go out?' as she knows I have evensong. To which I answered something like 'yes ... no ... I don't know, maybe ...' and then my phone cut out.
A few abortive phonecalls later (signal here is not too good sometimes), and she was reading me menus for the choir trip to Lincoln Cathedral, and asking which choices I'd like. There was a tough decision between Dutch Apple Crumble and White Chocolate Torte, but all in all the food sounds quite good.
Yes. I may not be making sense, I shall start from the beginning. Every year, my home choir goes on tour to a cathedral somewhere else in the country. We stay in a hotel/university/choir school for two or three days and sing all the services at the cathedral for that weekend. Good fun, if very busy with many many rehearsals. This year we goeth to Lincoln, sometime around the end of July, I think.
This may have an effect on me getting a job, I should remember this. Oh help. Job getting is not happening at the moment, because, um, help. I am still stuck oin my CV, but hopefully I shall prevail.
And finally, interview meme, questions as asked by elyim, and goes as follows:
01. Leave me a comment saying, "Interview me."
02. I will respond by asking you five questions of a very intimate and personal nature. (More or less.)
03. You will update your LJ (or appropriate blog) with the answers to the questions.
04. You will include this explanation and an offer to interview someone else in the post.
05. When others comment asking to be interviewed, you will ask them five questions.
1) Why did you choose to study physics?
Hm. I don't know, really. Most of the way through school I kind of wanted to do a music degree, and then for a few years I really considered languages. By the time it came to thinking about applying in Lower 6th, I didn't really have a clue what I wanted to do. Then I read Stephen Hawking's A Brief History Of Time, and it really clicked; I found it so interesting and intriguing, all the ideas and implications, and I wanted to study it and know all about it.
Um. I still love that side of Physics, but the trouble is there's an awful lot of demandingly hard and not so interesting subject matter to plough through before you get on to that. And I don't seem to be awfully good at it. But we shall see what happens.
2) What do you want to be/do when you grow up?
Hah, I do not know! I had thought about getting a PhD or Masters ('s?) somewhere after my BSc, but I really don't know now; I don't know whether I have the talent, intelligence, or even the inclination to follow science as a career. Another idea which perenially crops up is accountancy; mainly because I know it's mathematical and pays large amounts of money. The latter is a rather sad way to choose a career, though, so I really don't know. One thing which I probably won't do is teaching, because although in some ways I think it would be great - enthusing young minds, stimulating learning, and the long summer holidays *g* - I don't think I could do it. Having people like me rather matters to me, and I know too well that a lot of kids really hate some teachers. And I'm not convinced I'd be any good anyway; too shy and scared of audiences.
3) What is your favourite month and why?
Ooh, fun questions. Um, let me think... July, I think. Because it's summer; full of sunshine, or at least English summer rain, which I strangely quite like. Exams of any level are generally over by this time of the year, it's not as stifleingly hot as August, and is more likely to be spent with friends rather than in the limbo of being spread across the continent. Also, my birthday is in July. This is a good thing. *g*
4) If you could only eat one meal for the rest of your life - the same thing breakfast, lunch and tea every single day, what would you choose?
Oh dear, I do not know. I wouldn't! I would get extremely bored, I think. I've recently just randomly gone off cheese sandwiches, because I've been eating them quite a lot this term in lieu of going to college meals (there is the alternative of signing up for packed lunch instead, which saves me the trip and the manky food, but does not make me feel guilty for spending unnecessary money on food), and I've had enough, now; I cannot eat them at the moment. But if I had to choose one meal, I think it would be pasta with cheese sauce. For I like cheese sauce, and I can cook it decently most of the time (to my liking, at least), and it is all good.
5) Describe what you would like your life to be like 10 years from now.
Ooh. Goodness. I'd like to be happy. Happily married, and interesting but still secure and safe, and all the things that I expect everyone wants, really. I have no specific desires; I'm not really bothered about where I end up living (although Durham could be quite nice), or what job I'm in (as I don't really have a clue in that direction at the moment), but I'd like to be happily married to a wonderful person who I can spend the rest of my life is. I'd like to still be good friends with all the people that I know now, and perhaps some more besides. Um. That's about it, I think. (Not much to ask, is it?!)
So yes, if anyone would like to be interviewed, leave me a comment and I will endeavour to think up some interesting questions for you.
In other news, they have found out what it wrong with my Grandma. This is good. It is diverticulitis, or at least I think that's what my mum said, the Wikipedia description sounds about right anyway. So hopefully she will be ok, she just needs to get over this infection as far as I understand it.
Um. The ignoringness part is that my dad may have prostate cancer. But also, he may not, still having tests and such, but um. You know. I'm kind of worried but not worried, and all in all not really thinking about it. I am lucky to have the ability to put things out of my mind for the most part, and worry in the background. Anyway. La la la la la, here is me not thinking of it.
Really. What do I want to eat in Lincoln? *shakes head* Slightly bizarre, although I suppose that was heightened by me having been rudely awoken by the phone and not being quite with it. The first thing Mum said was 'are you in a rush to go out?' as she knows I have evensong. To which I answered something like 'yes ... no ... I don't know, maybe ...' and then my phone cut out.
A few abortive phonecalls later (signal here is not too good sometimes), and she was reading me menus for the choir trip to Lincoln Cathedral, and asking which choices I'd like. There was a tough decision between Dutch Apple Crumble and White Chocolate Torte, but all in all the food sounds quite good.
Yes. I may not be making sense, I shall start from the beginning. Every year, my home choir goes on tour to a cathedral somewhere else in the country. We stay in a hotel/university/choir school for two or three days and sing all the services at the cathedral for that weekend. Good fun, if very busy with many many rehearsals. This year we goeth to Lincoln, sometime around the end of July, I think.
This may have an effect on me getting a job, I should remember this. Oh help. Job getting is not happening at the moment, because, um, help. I am still stuck oin my CV, but hopefully I shall prevail.
And finally, interview meme, questions as asked by elyim, and goes as follows:
01. Leave me a comment saying, "Interview me."
02. I will respond by asking you five questions of a very intimate and personal nature. (More or less.)
03. You will update your LJ (or appropriate blog) with the answers to the questions.
04. You will include this explanation and an offer to interview someone else in the post.
05. When others comment asking to be interviewed, you will ask them five questions.
1) Why did you choose to study physics?
Hm. I don't know, really. Most of the way through school I kind of wanted to do a music degree, and then for a few years I really considered languages. By the time it came to thinking about applying in Lower 6th, I didn't really have a clue what I wanted to do. Then I read Stephen Hawking's A Brief History Of Time, and it really clicked; I found it so interesting and intriguing, all the ideas and implications, and I wanted to study it and know all about it.
Um. I still love that side of Physics, but the trouble is there's an awful lot of demandingly hard and not so interesting subject matter to plough through before you get on to that. And I don't seem to be awfully good at it. But we shall see what happens.
2) What do you want to be/do when you grow up?
Hah, I do not know! I had thought about getting a PhD or Masters ('s?) somewhere after my BSc, but I really don't know now; I don't know whether I have the talent, intelligence, or even the inclination to follow science as a career. Another idea which perenially crops up is accountancy; mainly because I know it's mathematical and pays large amounts of money. The latter is a rather sad way to choose a career, though, so I really don't know. One thing which I probably won't do is teaching, because although in some ways I think it would be great - enthusing young minds, stimulating learning, and the long summer holidays *g* - I don't think I could do it. Having people like me rather matters to me, and I know too well that a lot of kids really hate some teachers. And I'm not convinced I'd be any good anyway; too shy and scared of audiences.
3) What is your favourite month and why?
Ooh, fun questions. Um, let me think... July, I think. Because it's summer; full of sunshine, or at least English summer rain, which I strangely quite like. Exams of any level are generally over by this time of the year, it's not as stifleingly hot as August, and is more likely to be spent with friends rather than in the limbo of being spread across the continent. Also, my birthday is in July. This is a good thing. *g*
4) If you could only eat one meal for the rest of your life - the same thing breakfast, lunch and tea every single day, what would you choose?
Oh dear, I do not know. I wouldn't! I would get extremely bored, I think. I've recently just randomly gone off cheese sandwiches, because I've been eating them quite a lot this term in lieu of going to college meals (there is the alternative of signing up for packed lunch instead, which saves me the trip and the manky food, but does not make me feel guilty for spending unnecessary money on food), and I've had enough, now; I cannot eat them at the moment. But if I had to choose one meal, I think it would be pasta with cheese sauce. For I like cheese sauce, and I can cook it decently most of the time (to my liking, at least), and it is all good.
5) Describe what you would like your life to be like 10 years from now.
Ooh. Goodness. I'd like to be happy. Happily married, and interesting but still secure and safe, and all the things that I expect everyone wants, really. I have no specific desires; I'm not really bothered about where I end up living (although Durham could be quite nice), or what job I'm in (as I don't really have a clue in that direction at the moment), but I'd like to be happily married to a wonderful person who I can spend the rest of my life is. I'd like to still be good friends with all the people that I know now, and perhaps some more besides. Um. That's about it, I think. (Not much to ask, is it?!)
So yes, if anyone would like to be interviewed, leave me a comment and I will endeavour to think up some interesting questions for you.
In other news, they have found out what it wrong with my Grandma. This is good. It is diverticulitis, or at least I think that's what my mum said, the Wikipedia description sounds about right anyway. So hopefully she will be ok, she just needs to get over this infection as far as I understand it.
Um. The ignoringness part is that my dad may have prostate cancer. But also, he may not, still having tests and such, but um. You know. I'm kind of worried but not worried, and all in all not really thinking about it. I am lucky to have the ability to put things out of my mind for the most part, and worry in the background. Anyway. La la la la la, here is me not thinking of it.