Why Would Anyone Want to Become a Geologist?

Before we begin I want you to think back to your youth. A time of simple joys and mischief. Perhaps you remember running about and playing hide and seek around the forbidden parts of the playground. Perhaps you remember going behind the groundskeepers shed and forcing each other to pass out. I'm sure at some point all of my readers have had some sort of fun involving rocks, whether it be throwing them at some jerk, throwing them through some jerks window or using a rock as crude chalk to write about how much of a jerk some jerk is. Then we have people who have fun with rocks by observing them, what they're made of and trying to work out their history and how they fit in with their environment. Oh what fun THOSE kids must've been. I mean this is a person who loves rocks not as a tool, not as a weapon and not as a source of youthful mischief but because they find them fascinating academically.

I don't get it and I'm sure lots of people don't get it. Now I actually do a geology unit for my Science/Teaching degree and I gotta say that my lecturers definately find it interesting. Hell, when we went on out first field trip there were people who'd brought their very own personal geological hammers for chipping rocks out of the layers. This wasn't required. It wasn't part of the course. It was off their own bat, for their own enjoyment. I could hardly believe that I was seeing two busloads of students on the side of the road all chipping away and discussing their findings. Someone actually said, and I quote...

"I have a rock collection. It's pretty much just rocks"

- some geology jerk

I couldn't beleive what I'd heard. I was suppressing laughter like you wouldn't believe. Here I was, out in the middle of nowhere with a bunch of rock crazed uni students and I was apparently one of the few people who just flat out didn't give a shit. Now I know it may not be what I'm into. Sure I don't give a shit if a rock is part of the matle, but you know what? I gotta respect geologists. Here they are in what is arguably the most boring scientific field and they're not afraid to admit they're having fun. So even though I don't understand why anyone would want to be a geologist I admire their passion.

My Life at University

Yeah, yeah, yeah, I know. Slacking off on the posts. You don't really need to hear another insincere apology do you? The whole blogging process feels wasted when my only readers are myself and occasionally my girlfriend when held at gunpoint. Anyway so uni has been pretty full on and so I thought I'd have a little bitch on the matter. So anyway this is my life at uni.

First thing I noticed is a strange bout of favouritism when comparing arts students (ie pussies) to Science Students (the manliest of men). You see the arts timetable is akin to a pleasant afternoon stroll in a rolling meadow, where the gentle breeze carries the faint smell of lavender. The science timetable on the other hand is like being a filthy peasant on a massive, oar powered ship; rowing for hours and hours in sync with the steady drumbeat and the occasional lashing to motivate us. Half of this time is spent doing practicals which are not really my thing. Here's a rundown of how my subject practicals go

• Biology - Adjusting microscope resolution and searching for some tiny, obscured feature of something you don't give a fuck about which lacks about 90% of the features you can get from a textbook diagram. (OK so I actually do give a little bit of a fuck, but seeing the thing isn't as useful to learning as you'd expect)
• Chemistry - Not too much to complain about except I don't care enough about experimental accuracy.
  
• Geology - Haven't actually done a prac for this one yet. I came to this class a week late so maybe it'll straighten me out a bit? Maybe not? What we did do last week was go on an excursion which was rather dull.

I'm eternally grateful to whoever decided that there was to be no pracs for Maths or I'd be completely purged of all my free time (quite a bit of which has been spent trying to knock a Biology essay out of the way). That's about all I have to say really. I like chemistry a lot, partly because it retreads HSC chem quite a lot and also because our teacher is the product of some sort of Japanese experiment in manufacturing the most likable human being imaginable. Maths is pretty good aswell, albiet a little mysterious. The lecturer keeps making cheeky jabs at politics and religion during lectures. Biology is a memorising extravaganza (in a bad way) and Geology is a bit dull at times but easy to follow. So there you go. I still got shit to say (blog topics I mean), just not so much time at the moment to actually say it. Keep checking...please...