BobF wrote:Hey KG,
Stage 7, We all have lists like yours! You are never alone in this world. AND I think another bird will fly your way soon.
LOL

you've just made my day

I ran over a pigeon with a car on Tuesday... por fella
Thanks for the support guys, I appreciate it a lot. It's not that I'm a particularly depressed person, it was just one of those days that got me thinking of all the choices I've made in the past. Like, I left the Pharmacy last year, because after 2,5 years I've finally decided that it just wasn't for me. I didn't get along particularly good with my classmates (those with I did left the school year before) and also most of the professors. The subjects them selves were getting less and less interesting for me (like memorizing all 50known interleukines and their effects and interactions... not the kind of stuff I really feel to be fund of, as you can probably tell from the stuff I do around here)...
This year I started fresh at Faculty of Computer Science, and the people are awesome, stuff we do in school is awesome... So it made me wonder why I even attended to Pharmacy in the first place and how stupid I was etc.
It also made me think of my decision to be a single. I decided for that, because being with someone involves listening to a lot of random chat, that I'm mostly completely uninterested in storing in my brain nor processing it. I just fail to comprehend this human need for unnecessary communication. My best friend broke up with his GF two weeks ago, because: Her phone broke and she would not have internet during the week (she studies in a different town). So she told him she will not be available for a week. After the week (of not talking to each other) he broke up with her, because attempting to get in touch with him wasn't on the top of her priority list for a full week. At least that's how I interpret the story from what he told me (I may be missing some context or something "between the lines").
I mean, I have a rough example of what couples like that are talking about, but I do not understand their inability to (or the overwhelming need not to) like "exist separated and not talk to each other for a few days".
I mean, I know this type of chatting is a human equivalent of monkeys eating each others skin parasites, but until recently I did not realize how primal the need was. It feels like all the achievements of science, art and the spaceprobes, and pyramids, and particle accelerators and stuff, are just a random by-product of this human behaviour.
I always thought of language simply as of tool to convey information to others. Whanna know something? Ask! What someone else to know something? Tell him! That how I understand the meaning of language and communication. But do people genuinely think, that I'm interested in knowing that their boss had a coffee spill on his shirt? Or what Bob said to Jim about Leny's wife? When people tell me this stuff, my brain goes:
note: it's in assembler to emphase on how basic level I don't care / what them to get to the point which basically isn't there. I mean, when I read a book/story/article, in the end my evaluation boils down to a single question "did the book/story/article made me a better person?" I expect nothing less from people too.
Am I making any sense? Can someone please explain this to me, because I'm possibly even more antisocial than I think... I have a hunch, the answer will include 42 at some point...