Avoidist
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Hoo boy.
Some of you may know me, to be honest I'm not that noticeable. That is one of many problems I have.
I'm 22 years old, and I guarantee most people on this board have lived more than me. My life has almost become completely defined by my education, and what's worse is that's what I've always thought I wanted. For clarity, I have been studying Physics at Uni since the start of 2007. I have a "degree", but found out in studying the last year of that 3 year degree that another year was required for it to be worth the paper it's printed on. This year is called Honours, and it is a soul crushing experience by its very nature.
I've only just realised how much I actually hate what I'm learning, and it's taken me at least 5 years to realise it. The reason for that is that the possibility of failure has only truly now been put before me. That's not to say that the previous 3 years were easy, but they were always achievable even with my chronic procrastination. Thanks to having to do a major research project, that procrastination has finally caught up with me just as I was told it would.
This project has been a constant drain and a constant pain on my mind. Throughout my life I have always been faced with a dilemma: for the most part, my brain actively hates doing mental work. I think it has something to do with my brain actively needing to change itself to do physics, to store this behemoth load of information inside and actively make sense of it. In order to keep myself from going mad, I turn to this website, I turn to television and I turn to video games. However I haven't been able to actually enjoy these things, since I know that the time I waste doing these things is less time I get to spend solving physics problems. Video games in particular are bloody awful because I have always associated them as my anti-homework. The internet in general was the cure since the supply of "information" seems to trick my brain into thinking it's actually doing something useful. The net result of all this is the next few months will be the worst hell I have ever faced as I try to get everything done on time.
In regards to my social life, I am grateful for what I have. I essentially have 2 sets of friends, those who I know from Uni, and a group I have only recently met up with from my youth. They're both great groups of people, but the problem I find is that I am still the socially awkward kid I have always been. The problem I find with social interaction is that I've never really learned it, everyone else somehow just gets it. And this is even among physicists. I can't hold a conversation. Period. This post is about the most deep and meaningful discussion I've ever had with anyone, and you can't really call it a conversation. I would love to have the confidence and tact everyone else seems to instinctively possess in order to truly become part of a social circle rather than throwing in the odd witty comment from afar.
And yet through all of this, I know there are people who have it worse. Much, much worse. They have worse family lives, they work their asses off for practically nothing, and have to worry about everything I don't in my little bubble of academia. But you've had relationships, you've broken bones, you've travelled overseas, you've had hangovers, you've been to rock concerts, and where you can you've had a great time. I can't help feeling I've been missing out.
Some of you may know me, to be honest I'm not that noticeable. That is one of many problems I have.
I'm 22 years old, and I guarantee most people on this board have lived more than me. My life has almost become completely defined by my education, and what's worse is that's what I've always thought I wanted. For clarity, I have been studying Physics at Uni since the start of 2007. I have a "degree", but found out in studying the last year of that 3 year degree that another year was required for it to be worth the paper it's printed on. This year is called Honours, and it is a soul crushing experience by its very nature.
I've only just realised how much I actually hate what I'm learning, and it's taken me at least 5 years to realise it. The reason for that is that the possibility of failure has only truly now been put before me. That's not to say that the previous 3 years were easy, but they were always achievable even with my chronic procrastination. Thanks to having to do a major research project, that procrastination has finally caught up with me just as I was told it would.
This project has been a constant drain and a constant pain on my mind. Throughout my life I have always been faced with a dilemma: for the most part, my brain actively hates doing mental work. I think it has something to do with my brain actively needing to change itself to do physics, to store this behemoth load of information inside and actively make sense of it. In order to keep myself from going mad, I turn to this website, I turn to television and I turn to video games. However I haven't been able to actually enjoy these things, since I know that the time I waste doing these things is less time I get to spend solving physics problems. Video games in particular are bloody awful because I have always associated them as my anti-homework. The internet in general was the cure since the supply of "information" seems to trick my brain into thinking it's actually doing something useful. The net result of all this is the next few months will be the worst hell I have ever faced as I try to get everything done on time.
In regards to my social life, I am grateful for what I have. I essentially have 2 sets of friends, those who I know from Uni, and a group I have only recently met up with from my youth. They're both great groups of people, but the problem I find is that I am still the socially awkward kid I have always been. The problem I find with social interaction is that I've never really learned it, everyone else somehow just gets it. And this is even among physicists. I can't hold a conversation. Period. This post is about the most deep and meaningful discussion I've ever had with anyone, and you can't really call it a conversation. I would love to have the confidence and tact everyone else seems to instinctively possess in order to truly become part of a social circle rather than throwing in the odd witty comment from afar.
And yet through all of this, I know there are people who have it worse. Much, much worse. They have worse family lives, they work their asses off for practically nothing, and have to worry about everything I don't in my little bubble of academia. But you've had relationships, you've broken bones, you've travelled overseas, you've had hangovers, you've been to rock concerts, and where you can you've had a great time. I can't help feeling I've been missing out.