I’m sitting here in Paris at my computer trying to buckle down and write a paper, my fourth in the last week, and perpare for two weeks of exams, in French, on various ideas of philosophy.
But, I can’t concentrate because, every time I write a sentence, I think, “Oh that’s interesting, I’ll just take a quick look.” I go to Wikipedia, look it up, I get linked to something even more interesting and far more obscure that I had no idea existed (There’s people in Kashmir who believe Jesus didn’t die on the cross, rather survived came to Kashmir and is burried there?). So, since I don’t believe that Wikipedia should only be a starting point, I go looking for essays and such.
This goes on for hours, and here I am still trying to start my paper, that was due this past thursday, but I’m going to turn it in at the exam, which I haven’t started studying for.
Now, that said. I’m not at all a slacker. My teachers often like me because they know that I genuinely want to learn. My teachers in a private, catholic High School used to actually stand up for my right to sleep in class because I went beyond the call of duty, so to speak, with my assignments, while many other kids just did what they had to do (this caused some problems with my friends). I’ve been spoiled by teachers letting me turn things in late, because they were happy I was interested.
Now, that’s not to say I was/am a genius. I’ve still got a lot to learn, but the point is all I want to do is learn. When I came to France to study French, everyone asked me my reason (because everyone else had jobs that required it, for the most part), but I didn’t have one other than I met people when I traveled in Ireland that spoke several languages and I was facinated that they could do it, so I wanted in.
Now, I came back to Paris after I graduated to be with my girlfriend (whom I met when I studied the first time in France). I decided to study Philosophy as a way to get a visa, because it had recently become and interest of mine (considering it involves about every aspect of human knowledge/life).
All I want to do with the rest of my life is travel, experience things, learn, and write about it. So I’ve thought of journalism, but I don’t want to talk about who we’re going to bomb next or what who said to whom. I want to write about the things that seem to transcend all that. The big picture stuff. Life.
I know that seems so sappy, but I mean it.
My first year in college, I changed my major four times. In the process I went to our multi-million Michelin Career Center, that was supposed to be almost clairvoyant about being able to solve people’s career problems. I took some tests, and when I came back to speak with the counselor about the analysis, she looked at me and laughed. I asked her why, and she said, “We were just talking about you in the kitchen. I showed your test results to everyone, and we don’t know what to tell you. We’ve never seen anyone without a definable interest in a certain feild.”
Shit…
So I majored in English. Now philosophy, and seeing as it’s the “Year of the Study Abroad” according to the US government and Georgie just made a speech about kids learning foreign langauges, I want to go to Taiwan to learn Chinese (my girlfriend’s from Taiwan).
Did anyone else have these kind of problems when they were young? What do people like me do?
I ask this, because I’m sitting here, thinking my French isn’t good enough to take my exams, but I’m here so I gotta do it. I’m running out of money quickly, and I’ve got no idea what I could do to make some money. I used to play music in bars around town when I was in college, but that’s not so easy in Paris. I don’t have a band.
I mean, I’m supposed to be writing about Locke and Hobbes and current American politics, but I keep looking up articles on globalization, religion in Sweden, and open-sourcing. I’ll probably write three long articles about something to do with subjects before I write my paper. Then I’ll be really pissed at myself for not doing what I’m supposed to do, without acknowledging the fact that what I’m doing is worthwhile (maybe more so than studying philosophy).
I’m sure there has to be someone like me on the SDMB.