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Dog Moon

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I’m one of those people who likes school. I know, I know…
I feel that school, once you're doing something you like and you're taking classes for that thing you like, can be good and interesting. This is the third time I've been to school. The first time was a little neat cause it was a new experience, but eventually without knowing what I wanted to do, I quickly became tired of it and dropped out. The second time I thought I knew what I wanted and it was interesting (even if it was Accounting), but then after two part time semesters I stopped. This time, I was going for HVAC and I have never convinced myself to go to class as often as I did during this past year. There were plenty of days when I just didn't feel like going (though to be fair I think a couple of those I ended up not actually going), but for the vast majority of those times I went anyway because I had a group that I hung out with and I actually enjoyed going to class. I have a second year to do and I'm looking forward to it even though I just finished the last year.

But of course even though I overall enjoyed it, it was still school and sometimes school is just blah because it's school and for no other reason than that.

And now I know WAY more than I did at the beginning of the year. I know I still have plenty more to know. A friend is asking if I can help replace a boiler that is not good any longer. It's interesting looking at it because I know enough to vaguely understand it and I'm hoping I know enough to kind of fiddle it out. Class didn't quite prepare me for THIS! So she understands that I just finished my first year and that my knowledge is not as much as a person who has been doing it for years, but she believes in me. As for me, a part of me has doubts, but the other part is trying to look at it like a puzzle and I tend to enjoy puzzles. But if it ends up being too much for me, she'll understand. Just doing this though until I find some real work. Whew.
 



The only time a political speech saved a life: In 1912, Theodore Roosevelt was saved from a bullet thanks to a 50-page speech in his coat pocket. Roosevelt made sure to deliver a shortened speech before seeking medical attention.
 


ScottDeWar_jr

second birthdate : 15 Dec 2011
The post and comments are in finnish, but the gist of it is that they are testing delivery-bots in Finland. The problem is, these traffic lights only go green for pedestrians if you press a button…

I, for one, welcome our new robotic overlords!

why do I see skynet mentioned???
 




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