Friday, January 10, 2014

2014

It's 2014 now, everyone! And this year will be a big one. Just thinking about it scares me. This year I'm gonna turn 20. TWENTY! That sounds extremely old and extremely young at the same time. But it does scare me. Because once you're in your twenties, there is no going back. At some point, you're supposed to move out. You're supposed to know what to do with your life. You're supposed to be mature and know about paying taxes and doing laundry and cleaning your bathroom and all that fun stuff. And believe me, I'm not ready for that. Now, don't get me wrong, it's not like I've never done laundry or cleaned a bathroom before. But at least I could always complain and fight with my mom about it. Now, imagine you're cleaning the bathroom in your own apartment. That is crazy. You will actually have to do it properly because if you don't, noone will. And if you don't want to take out the trash, you can avoid it as long as you want, it won't disappear on its own. I mean COME ON! Can someone please invent a trashcan that empties itself? Pleeeease? That would make everything so much easier! But I'm getting off topic. Well, I don't really have much of a topic, I'm just introducing myself in a way, and if there's one thing you should know about me, it's that I don't like taking out the trash.

Another thing that definitely scares me is the fact that I'm going to start university this year. And I know that that's super exciting and all. But at the same time it's SUPER scary and sooo much work! Here's another fact about me: I'm extremely lazy. (maybe you've figured that out already with the taking-out-the-trash-thing, so good job) I don't like to work, let alone study. There's just so many better things to do with your life. Like watching TV. Or sleeping. Sleeping is like the best thing in the world. It's so peaceful. And relaxing. Studying on the other hand is not relaxing at all. Because when you're studying, you realize all the things you're supposed to know but just don't. And then you think about how that's just a small part of what you're actually supposed to know. And then you have a panic attack and need to sleep it off. And, to be quite honest, most of what I've learned in school to this day, I'm never gonna need again. Unless you would like to know what a fish looks like on the inside. Or how to do a whole bunch of crazy stuff with numbers. But I guess I never really figured out how all of that worked. But, what I'm trying to say is that you won't need to know these things in your life. And if you should somewhen, for some reason have to explain to somebody what an adipose fin is for, well there's still the internet. Aah, the internet. If I was as smart as the internet, I would not be scared to go to university at all. I'd be like "heeeere I am, idiots. I know everything you know and mooore. muahahaha". And then I'd get the best grades there ever were and become the new Einstein or something. But, disappointing as it is, I'm not the internet and will (with a 99% certainty, you never know) never be.

But here's the worst thing about university. There's so much pressure and at the same time no pressure at all. The problem is, I'm really good at procrastinating. I mean really good. Like I-won't-do-it-unless-I-absolutely-have-to good, there's-still-two-days-left-to-finish-this-300-page-paper-I-don't-have-to-start-already good, oh-the-exam-starts-in-five-minutes-maybe-I-should-start-going-through-my-notes good. And at university, you only have exams at the end of the semester. Which, in my case, means that I'm thinking "there's still enough time for this tomorrow or the day after that or the day after that" all throughout the semster until I'm like a week before the exams start and have another panic attack and need to sleep it off. I'm really really worried about this. Because you should really do good. I mean, now you're somehow at the point where your grades matter. Not that they didn't matter before. You did have to get through high school. But then they didn't matter as much back then because you knew that you just have to pass and if you do, you'll go to university and then, when you're looking for a job, the university grades will matter. At this point I should maybe mention that I'm from Switzerland and that our school system probably works somewhat differently than where you're from. Here you go to primary school and then you choose to go either to secondary school or to high school (something like that). And if you choose to go to high school, and you manage to finish high school, you are qualified to go to university. And if you go to secondary school, you either choose to go to high school afterwards or you do an apprenticeship. And then it gets all very complicated and I'm not going into detail on that right now. But, the point is that when you choose the high school path (which I did), you will not be finished with school and your education until you finish university and then you're like qualified to work in whatever job suits your subject. (This is really simplified, of course there's like a million different ways but that's like the general idea.) So, when I was in my last year in high school, all I had to do was pass the final exams. And, in our school, there's statistically speaking only one person that doesn't pass the final exams. So my aim was to be better than one other person in my year. And I always told myself "well, it's not gonna be you that doesn't pass, I'm sure there's someone out there who's even lazier than you". And that kind of worked out for me. I mean, I achieved quite good grades, and I'm very happy with that, but I think I could've done better if I had studied harder. So, what I'm worried about with university is that you're really supposed to do your absolute best because there won't be another chance. And I'm just a minimalist.

So, if you're still reading (if you are I LOVE YOU), here's what you've learned about me today: I don't like taking out the trash, I'm lazy, a minimalist and scared of everything. Well, wasn't that worth reading.


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