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:: Monday, May 07, 2007 ::

Mentiroso!

One of the things I don't like about invigilation is that it extremely boring. I can't help but be given to bouts of introspection. This is not always a good thing.

Sometimes I have good ideas and get excited about fresh lessons I could conduct (not always for my own subject - which gave rise to last week's sudden desire to teach Science/Biology instead of English.) Other times, like today, I start thinking about my A-level results, my own uninspired school life, which leads to university, which leads to my despair at not being able to do what I want, which in turn is mildly ironic because I have only little idea what I really want, which by and large is depressing to me.

If that's not bad enough, I start thinking about the way I think, and wonder if thinking is bad for me because it often results in displeasure in my life. I ponder if this is why so many philosophers and writers try to kill themselves, because they think too much. Then I think about writing a blog post denouncing the activity of thinking. How it's so much more beneficial to go out and say... cycle instead.

To take this funny tale to another level, when you realise you're meta-cognitizing, it's time to take another walk around the class.

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