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college counseling
Nov. 10th, 2007 04:31 pmyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaawn
So, today, more college counseling!
Adela's college counselor lives in Monterey, by the way, so they have to drive ~hr to get there. When they did...
COUNSELOR: Oh hello again! Your test results were ENFP, as you should know, and that means...
[College counselor launches into lengthy explanation of Extroverted Intuitive Feeling Perceiving, accompanied with many amusing little anecdotes]
ADELA: (who, incidentally, already knows what it means because she can read English and they sent the report ages ago) Haha! Ha! Hahaha! Ha. Ha.... [yawn]
Half an hour later,
COUNSELOR: Here are the results of your job quiz!
ADELA: Oh dear, is this really necessary, can we just skip to-
COUNSELOR: Now, now-
ADELA: But I'm sure it's not going to do anything, coz I really don't know what I'm going to do with my life and I'm at least mediocre-ly decent at everything, so it's not going to-
COUNSELOR: So! Let's look at this!
Half an hour later,
COUNSELOR: To sum it all up, these don't mean you HAVE to take the jobs, and since it's on a scale of 100 and the highest/lowest scores shown differ only by... [checks] nine, yes, between 42 and 51, so it really makes no difference.
ADELA: ah.
Though, funnily enough, while they were looking through...
COUNSELOR: Militia man?! How did that get on here? Don't do it, it's a terrible job.
[after flipping through several more sheets]
ADELA: Hey look, "military officer!"
COUNSELOR: So it is.
[flip]
COUNSELOR: And here says military. .....
Anyway, military officer is one of the top 5 jobs the computer came up with for me. :3 Though of course, since my jobs differ by such few points, it really doesn't matter.
You ever find yourself listening to someone talk continuously? Just, on and on. Even if it's informative and full of amusing anecdotes. After a while, the sound begins to merge. It goes into this half-buzz half-drone half-talk and you take in only about half of what they're saying and the rest sinks in 5 minutes after the words are said and your head is so crammed full of informative information that you just wish it would stop?
(Also, my counselor tends to wax eloquent and ramble on a lot because she's... about 60 years old. yup, sounds about right.)
My mother kept asking questions of no real importance. Seriously? A lot of the time there was more of educate-the-mom than educate-the-kid. On the flip side, the counselor gave me a checklist from one of the Harvard admissions officers (retired) that has a list of five major issues (i.e. academics, extracurriculars, recs... etc) with bullet points and levels of qualification under them of which you need to have at least three in the 1st two levels of qualification in order to get accepted. So that was helpful. As was some info on various other colleges, which she gave to me... in the last 15 minutes. (And the first hour and 45?! _o_ sigh.)
Also, I got to play with her dog for several minutes, and she is the sweetest thing in the world. When I grow up I'm getting a Labrador retriever. And a golden. And a samoyed. andandand. dogs~!
On the way back we got to go eat at In-N-Out. mmmmmmmmmmmmm. Then, me and dad had philosophical discussion on the car about the existence of consciousness. Afterwards, dad was all,
DAD: Man, you're a weird kid.
ADELA: Yeah?
DAD: When we had Amy and Adam, I thought they were both sort of strange. We figured you'd be in the middle. You know, A and B make a line, point C somewhere in the middle.
ADELA: uh huh.
DAD: I was way off. You're not even close! You're not a chip off an old block, you're a NEW block. Again.
ADELA: uh huh.
DAD: So... A B and C become a triangle instead of a line. Three separate points. :3 Romance of the Three Kingdoms!
My dad is a funny person. XD What if he had 3 kids before me? A triangle already... then I guess I would be a point on a separate plane. What if he had 4? .... go into 4th dimension?
So, today, more college counseling!
Adela's college counselor lives in Monterey, by the way, so they have to drive ~hr to get there. When they did...
COUNSELOR: Oh hello again! Your test results were ENFP, as you should know, and that means...
[College counselor launches into lengthy explanation of Extroverted Intuitive Feeling Perceiving, accompanied with many amusing little anecdotes]
ADELA: (who, incidentally, already knows what it means because she can read English and they sent the report ages ago) Haha! Ha! Hahaha! Ha. Ha.... [yawn]
Half an hour later,
COUNSELOR: Here are the results of your job quiz!
ADELA: Oh dear, is this really necessary, can we just skip to-
COUNSELOR: Now, now-
ADELA: But I'm sure it's not going to do anything, coz I really don't know what I'm going to do with my life and I'm at least mediocre-ly decent at everything, so it's not going to-
COUNSELOR: So! Let's look at this!
Half an hour later,
COUNSELOR: To sum it all up, these don't mean you HAVE to take the jobs, and since it's on a scale of 100 and the highest/lowest scores shown differ only by... [checks] nine, yes, between 42 and 51, so it really makes no difference.
ADELA: ah.
Though, funnily enough, while they were looking through...
COUNSELOR: Militia man?! How did that get on here? Don't do it, it's a terrible job.
[after flipping through several more sheets]
ADELA: Hey look, "military officer!"
COUNSELOR: So it is.
[flip]
COUNSELOR: And here says military. .....
Anyway, military officer is one of the top 5 jobs the computer came up with for me. :3 Though of course, since my jobs differ by such few points, it really doesn't matter.
You ever find yourself listening to someone talk continuously? Just, on and on. Even if it's informative and full of amusing anecdotes. After a while, the sound begins to merge. It goes into this half-buzz half-drone half-talk and you take in only about half of what they're saying and the rest sinks in 5 minutes after the words are said and your head is so crammed full of informative information that you just wish it would stop?
(Also, my counselor tends to wax eloquent and ramble on a lot because she's... about 60 years old. yup, sounds about right.)
My mother kept asking questions of no real importance. Seriously? A lot of the time there was more of educate-the-mom than educate-the-kid. On the flip side, the counselor gave me a checklist from one of the Harvard admissions officers (retired) that has a list of five major issues (i.e. academics, extracurriculars, recs... etc) with bullet points and levels of qualification under them of which you need to have at least three in the 1st two levels of qualification in order to get accepted. So that was helpful. As was some info on various other colleges, which she gave to me... in the last 15 minutes. (And the first hour and 45?! _o_ sigh.)
Also, I got to play with her dog for several minutes, and she is the sweetest thing in the world. When I grow up I'm getting a Labrador retriever. And a golden. And a samoyed. andandand. dogs~!
On the way back we got to go eat at In-N-Out. mmmmmmmmmmmmm. Then, me and dad had philosophical discussion on the car about the existence of consciousness. Afterwards, dad was all,
DAD: Man, you're a weird kid.
ADELA: Yeah?
DAD: When we had Amy and Adam, I thought they were both sort of strange. We figured you'd be in the middle. You know, A and B make a line, point C somewhere in the middle.
ADELA: uh huh.
DAD: I was way off. You're not even close! You're not a chip off an old block, you're a NEW block. Again.
ADELA: uh huh.
DAD: So... A B and C become a triangle instead of a line. Three separate points. :3 Romance of the Three Kingdoms!
My dad is a funny person. XD What if he had 3 kids before me? A triangle already... then I guess I would be a point on a separate plane. What if he had 4? .... go into 4th dimension?
