Homework for the Overactive Brain

Today's Quote--"Happy birthday to me, Happy birthday to me..."

Wednesday, October 16, 2002

 

*sigh* Whew. Just got done printing/folding/delivering the newspaper. I'm so impressed that we were able to get this issue out so quickly! It's all WuLa and Murph's hardwork. Anyway. I still have some reading for psych, but I wanted to post before it turned into Thursday. I've got to get up and go for that walk tomorrow, I've missed two days in a row now! Of course I did wake up with that nasty cramp in my calf, which isn't completely gone yet. No idea where it came from, but it's a nasty little knot that doesn't want to go away. I wonder what chapter we'll be starting in Math. Hmmm. Speaking of Psych, I took an IQ test from emode, I scored 131. Which is high, I take it. However, I have to argue that the test I took was very culturally biased. But what does an IQ score really say about a person? Sure I'm smart. I know I am, as concieted as that sounds, and no one around me misses a beat in reminding me, often. I've just always understood a lot of things or was able to remember them, but I too forget stuff and make stupid mistakes. But what do I say to my friends who are struggling when I'm excelling? How do you comfort someone? "I didn't try to be this smart," nope, too condescending, could be taken in the totally wrong way. "I know it's hard, but if you keep trying, you'll get it at some point," not really helpful. How the hell do I know if they'll ever get it? The best I can do is to offer help and support and love, but I know that isn't even enough sometimes to keep up and understand. I feel so bad and useless, understanding something quickly, finishing tests first, getting bored with the repitition, especially since I see others struggling around me. Even in Japanese, when I'm so confused, I get good scores. I just don't understand it. I must be good at taking tests or something. I really don't see how I do it, which makes it even harder when others ask me. Sure, people say they're happy for me, that I'm smart, or that they're glad to have me as a friend to help them, or that they don't care, but I can tell that they all get jelous, not even that, but envious, frustrated, and perhaps a bit angry. I know my smarts are almost all booksmarts, that there are many people who have so much more life experience. That should really be the meaning of smart, someone who's lived life, who's gone through things, who sees and knows how the world works. Some people call this age, or 'old'. I call that street smart, life smart, or just plain smart. I'm booksmart, but there isn't a lot I can do with some of the useless information I have stored in my brain. People should say with awe, wow, you're 'old', you're smart, and with the disdain that many use for the discriptor 'old', yeah, I'm booksmart. I know lots of useless stuff.
If you disagree with a war that is taking place, will putting your name on a mass email help stop it? Hmmm, just a thought.
Well, I'm frustrated with SOCCO people. Sometimes they're just slow. I needed their reservations for comp tickets, and I get emails like, 'give me my comp', no name, no date, no please, no thank you. What the hell am I supposed to do with that? No, I ain't gonna give you your comp you rude person. *sigh* I work hard to make the little things go smoothly, or at least all the little things BF lets me do...but still. All I want is some common politeness. Someone asked me for tickets after I sent out my deadline, but she was sooo apologetic and polite, I said yes. Rude boy however, has not sent me further info and is not getting his ticket. Period. I'm too soft on people sometimes, I think. *sigh* Is it always necessary to be strict with people? Well, maybe not always, but in some situations I think it's inevitable.
Right, time for psych reading and sleep, I've got my walk tomorrow...I just hope P-Hat will show this time...I get to bust down his door if he doesn't...hee hee hee...*evil grin* I wonder what my quote of the day will be for tomorrow...(by the way, I'm so proud I figured out how to put it there...um, really, it was a mistake that I could never replicate, even if I tried!) Okay, read...

GL 11:24 PM