I actually sat forward when I read this:
http://www.tv.com/story/story.html&story_id=335
Thank you Jebus. Thank you Sci Fi. Thank You Cainnum.
We can only hope.
Insert restrained glee here.
Thursday, June 16, 2005
Tuesday, June 14, 2005
S'Q you man.
So I took an I.Q. test the other day. I did so at the urging of my good friend Josh. Had I been left to my own devices, I would have kept going through life with the blind acceptance that I was dumber than a lot of other people - and that's .....O.K.
However, Josh's encouragement was infectious, and after a surprisingly brief amount of prodding (though I'm sure Josh wouldn't entirely agree with my sentiment that it was brief), and a bit of grousing, I found that I was actually kind of excited on some level. I'm pretty down on myself. My self esteem is pretty shot. So I figured, what's the harm in trying to exceed my own expectations? So I took the test.....And really it wasn't so bad. It was brief, which helped a lot with convincing me that I hadn't undertaken some sort of Herculean task. It was also timed, and I finished before being timed out. Another plus in my personal book. I was feeling pretty decent. Even optimistic. I hope my use of past tense hasn't given anything away. I clicked finished, and waited for my results to tally. Was I a genius? Have I worried all this time for nothing? Was I merely above average? Such a thing would still have bolstered my optimism. Alas, I was tallied....And found to be in the "Lower Average" demographic of people that had taken the test. Ouch huh? I felt like crap. I mean, it was a *real* buzz kill. One of my negative paradigms, instead of being shattered, had been bolstered. It hurt. Josh told me the test was skewed, and said he'd find me a different one. And, to be fair, it did consist of only 30 questions. And two of the questions I got wrong were mainly wrong just because I got in a hurry. But I can't lie. Getting a 93 hurt. Still, today I've found I'm not as disappointed with myself today as I was yesterday. One of the main reasons I'm not.....Is because I took the test. This probably won't impress very many people, but it makes me feel good about myself because I tried. I mean, I underwhelmed myself a little, but I still took a swing at the ball. Trying things when you aren't used to trying at all can sometimes be very liberating. I have a complex about "my place" in life. I'm used to telling myself that I can only rise so far. But after I took the test....Josh and I went over it and we both realized that there were several questions I got wrong that I wouldn't have if I had just concentrated more and psyched myself out less. It's not a lesson I've learned entirely.......But it's starting to occur to me that it's at least possible to try something. Even if you aren't certain it can be done.....Because that's how things get done sometimes. So I scored low, sure. It's also the first IQ test I've ever taken...........And I think it's possible that I might just surprise myself in the future. Im kind of looking forward to another chance sometime.
Give my friend Lisa's blog a gander at www.recreationaluse.blogspot.com It's a gas.
However, Josh's encouragement was infectious, and after a surprisingly brief amount of prodding (though I'm sure Josh wouldn't entirely agree with my sentiment that it was brief), and a bit of grousing, I found that I was actually kind of excited on some level. I'm pretty down on myself. My self esteem is pretty shot. So I figured, what's the harm in trying to exceed my own expectations? So I took the test.....And really it wasn't so bad. It was brief, which helped a lot with convincing me that I hadn't undertaken some sort of Herculean task. It was also timed, and I finished before being timed out. Another plus in my personal book. I was feeling pretty decent. Even optimistic. I hope my use of past tense hasn't given anything away. I clicked finished, and waited for my results to tally. Was I a genius? Have I worried all this time for nothing? Was I merely above average? Such a thing would still have bolstered my optimism. Alas, I was tallied....And found to be in the "Lower Average" demographic of people that had taken the test. Ouch huh? I felt like crap. I mean, it was a *real* buzz kill. One of my negative paradigms, instead of being shattered, had been bolstered. It hurt. Josh told me the test was skewed, and said he'd find me a different one. And, to be fair, it did consist of only 30 questions. And two of the questions I got wrong were mainly wrong just because I got in a hurry. But I can't lie. Getting a 93 hurt. Still, today I've found I'm not as disappointed with myself today as I was yesterday. One of the main reasons I'm not.....Is because I took the test. This probably won't impress very many people, but it makes me feel good about myself because I tried. I mean, I underwhelmed myself a little, but I still took a swing at the ball. Trying things when you aren't used to trying at all can sometimes be very liberating. I have a complex about "my place" in life. I'm used to telling myself that I can only rise so far. But after I took the test....Josh and I went over it and we both realized that there were several questions I got wrong that I wouldn't have if I had just concentrated more and psyched myself out less. It's not a lesson I've learned entirely.......But it's starting to occur to me that it's at least possible to try something. Even if you aren't certain it can be done.....Because that's how things get done sometimes. So I scored low, sure. It's also the first IQ test I've ever taken...........And I think it's possible that I might just surprise myself in the future. Im kind of looking forward to another chance sometime.
Give my friend Lisa's blog a gander at www.recreationaluse.blogspot.com It's a gas.
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