sheeplike, the Standard Information meme!
1. First Name:
Tui
2. Age:
20. 21 on the 22nd of July. I just like the way those three numbers look together. :P (but uh, if anyone reading this knows my parents - remind them my camera just died?)
3. Location:
Christchurch, New Zealand, for the university year; Wellington, New Zealand, in summers and some breaks.
4. Occupation:
Fulltime student of a BA/BSc in English and Philosophy, respectively. Actually I'm technically only studying for a BA right now, since I wound up my BSc sometime last year; I'm in my fourth and final year (of undergrad, anyway). I also work part-time at a uni cafe, doing cashier and dishes, and I occasionally tutor in philosophy. I really love what I'm studying, but I've taken some awful papers this semester that I'm really struggling with, chiefly an epistemology paper which - I just really hate epistemology, so.
5. Partner:
Nope. And sadly, a one-word answer really says it all: no recent breakups, no current crushes or flirtations. I haven't made out with anyone in a really really long time, which is very tiresome. However, my partnerlessness is bothering me less and less even as seemingly everyone I know* gets engaged.
6. Kids:
Not right now, but in the future, definitely. Even solo, if I get to the appropriate age and still no prospects (which right now seems grimly plausible.)
7. Brothers/Sisters:
Yep! Brother,
rewihendrix, 19, recently spotted you-know-where doing you-know-what; studying biomedical sciences in Auckland. Brother, Hedley, 17, to be found studying Maori, Biology, and Philosophy at Vic in Wellington. Sister, Freya, 15, in 5th form at East, studying... I have no idea, but at a bet, English, Science, Maths, Maori, some other subject (French?) and Life Studies or whatever is that thing that they make most of the east girls do even though 95% of them are as capable of doing six 5th form subjects as everyone else in the country is. Ahem. She wants to be a vet, or a vet nurse, or possibly a doctor.
8. Pets:
I'm allergic to everything with fur and fish and lizards just don't do it for me. If I could, I'd maybe have a cat, but who knows.
9. List the 3-5 biggest things going on in your life:
1)Final year of undergrad thinking-about-applying-for-scholarships-elsewhere jitters. What if I don't get the grades I need? Do I want to do English or Philosophy Honours? What if I then want to do something different for my Masters? Where do I want to go? and how soon? What if no-one wants me to study with them? Should I stay in CHCH where I know the departments for Honours, even though I really want to leave Christchurch? HOLY GOD WHAT AM I GOING TO DO WHEN I GROW UP? etc.
2) Knitting! It is fun and has taken over my life.
3) SF&F Club and choir, which are both a lot of fun this year, although I bitcheth mightily whenever I actually have to do anything.
4) I'm trying to be more positive, altruistic, and passionate this year. I have passionate down, and seem to have regained the spirit I've been missing for the past two years; on the other hand positive and altruistic remain struggles.
10. Where and for what did you go to school for?
I think I answered this in occupation. But I study at the University of Canterbury and I've also done maths, linguistics, and french at a tertiary level, although in none of them am I particularly impressive.
11. Parents??
They're pretty rad, and I get more fond of them as I get older. I came down to Christchurch when I was 17 not because I wanted to leave Wellington - I didn't at all - but because I could not live with my mother for one moment more and be happy. (that was serious. the following is tongue in cheek.) For the two years after that my relationship with my mother improved slooooowly, and I started fighting with my father about money and about his total inability to express positive emotions (it's not his fault, he got it off his father). Then I got over that too. Now I ring my mother, or she rings me, a couple of times a week just to chat or (more often) whine about how much we suck at time management (seriously, so much) and sometimes I even talk to my dad (although he sucks at the phone.) I am reassured that he loves me every time he rings me randomly to say "hey, flights on grabaseat are cheap on these dates, come visit us!" even though the dates are invariably in term time.
Anyway. My parents are liberal and generous and love us (most of the time...) They are card-carrying members of the Labour Party and host fundraisers for them; I got my politics from them, although we think about very different political spheres. The thing we really share is a fundamental distaste for economics that skews for the wealthy. I get my time management, my desire to give people things, dinner party planning, freckles and my big mouth from my mother; I wish I had her ankles and her love of humanity. I get my eyesight (and undereye bags), my tactlessness, and my tenacity (read: stubborness) from my father; I maybe got my height from him (my mother is tiny, but has really tall people in her family; most my dad's family is quite tall but he's about average man-height. I'm medium-to-tall girlheight.) I wish I had his hair and his hard workingness. My mother has been in drama and worked for radio new zealand, been a teacher, homeschooled us until we were 10, been a journalist, and is currently working as a policy analyst for the NZ Nurses' Organisation. My father trained as a primary teacher (which is where my parents met) and has been a builder and worked at the Botanical Gardens (I remember visiting him when I was teeny: he had a ride-on mower.) He homeschooled us for a year, too, but has been a building contractor for as long as I remember.
12. Who are some of your closest friends?
Meg, Lucy (
sixth_light, Tas (
lady_larla (in order of time known.) I know a lot of people skipped this bit of the meme: I wouldn't have answered if I'd had to think about the answer, but I didn't. I also have between five and ten people I really love and trust and am close to, and they're the ones I won't name. I have been really, really blessed with my friends; I know it and I'm grateful for it all the time.
*OK: two people.
Today I finished knitting a hat, so that I now have a girl-hat and a boy-hat to take up to Auckland as gifts for Amelia and Toby's 21st; I also finally rounded off my green scarf for Meg, which I hurried on partly because I needed the 5mm needles to knit a hat for MT who's leaving in a few weeks, and partly because I'm seeing her this weekend and since she's had a seriously bad month I wanted to give it to her soonest. I am SO thrilled by how it turned out that I can't wait to give it to her; but if I knit it again I'll pick a softer wool, definitely.
1. First Name:
Tui
2. Age:
20. 21 on the 22nd of July. I just like the way those three numbers look together. :P (but uh, if anyone reading this knows my parents - remind them my camera just died?)
3. Location:
Christchurch, New Zealand, for the university year; Wellington, New Zealand, in summers and some breaks.
4. Occupation:
Fulltime student of a BA/BSc in English and Philosophy, respectively. Actually I'm technically only studying for a BA right now, since I wound up my BSc sometime last year; I'm in my fourth and final year (of undergrad, anyway). I also work part-time at a uni cafe, doing cashier and dishes, and I occasionally tutor in philosophy. I really love what I'm studying, but I've taken some awful papers this semester that I'm really struggling with, chiefly an epistemology paper which - I just really hate epistemology, so.
5. Partner:
Nope. And sadly, a one-word answer really says it all: no recent breakups, no current crushes or flirtations. I haven't made out with anyone in a really really long time, which is very tiresome. However, my partnerlessness is bothering me less and less even as seemingly everyone I know* gets engaged.
6. Kids:
Not right now, but in the future, definitely. Even solo, if I get to the appropriate age and still no prospects (which right now seems grimly plausible.)
7. Brothers/Sisters:
Yep! Brother,
8. Pets:
I'm allergic to everything with fur and fish and lizards just don't do it for me. If I could, I'd maybe have a cat, but who knows.
9. List the 3-5 biggest things going on in your life:
1)Final year of undergrad thinking-about-applying-for-scholarships-elsewhere jitters. What if I don't get the grades I need? Do I want to do English or Philosophy Honours? What if I then want to do something different for my Masters? Where do I want to go? and how soon? What if no-one wants me to study with them? Should I stay in CHCH where I know the departments for Honours, even though I really want to leave Christchurch? HOLY GOD WHAT AM I GOING TO DO WHEN I GROW UP? etc.
2) Knitting! It is fun and has taken over my life.
3) SF&F Club and choir, which are both a lot of fun this year, although I bitcheth mightily whenever I actually have to do anything.
4) I'm trying to be more positive, altruistic, and passionate this year. I have passionate down, and seem to have regained the spirit I've been missing for the past two years; on the other hand positive and altruistic remain struggles.
10. Where and for what did you go to school for?
I think I answered this in occupation. But I study at the University of Canterbury and I've also done maths, linguistics, and french at a tertiary level, although in none of them am I particularly impressive.
11. Parents??
They're pretty rad, and I get more fond of them as I get older. I came down to Christchurch when I was 17 not because I wanted to leave Wellington - I didn't at all - but because I could not live with my mother for one moment more and be happy. (that was serious. the following is tongue in cheek.) For the two years after that my relationship with my mother improved slooooowly, and I started fighting with my father about money and about his total inability to express positive emotions (it's not his fault, he got it off his father). Then I got over that too. Now I ring my mother, or she rings me, a couple of times a week just to chat or (more often) whine about how much we suck at time management (seriously, so much) and sometimes I even talk to my dad (although he sucks at the phone.) I am reassured that he loves me every time he rings me randomly to say "hey, flights on grabaseat are cheap on these dates, come visit us!" even though the dates are invariably in term time.
Anyway. My parents are liberal and generous and love us (most of the time...) They are card-carrying members of the Labour Party and host fundraisers for them; I got my politics from them, although we think about very different political spheres. The thing we really share is a fundamental distaste for economics that skews for the wealthy. I get my time management, my desire to give people things, dinner party planning, freckles and my big mouth from my mother; I wish I had her ankles and her love of humanity. I get my eyesight (and undereye bags), my tactlessness, and my tenacity (read: stubborness) from my father; I maybe got my height from him (my mother is tiny, but has really tall people in her family; most my dad's family is quite tall but he's about average man-height. I'm medium-to-tall girlheight.) I wish I had his hair and his hard workingness. My mother has been in drama and worked for radio new zealand, been a teacher, homeschooled us until we were 10, been a journalist, and is currently working as a policy analyst for the NZ Nurses' Organisation. My father trained as a primary teacher (which is where my parents met) and has been a builder and worked at the Botanical Gardens (I remember visiting him when I was teeny: he had a ride-on mower.) He homeschooled us for a year, too, but has been a building contractor for as long as I remember.
12. Who are some of your closest friends?
Meg, Lucy (
*OK: two people.
Today I finished knitting a hat, so that I now have a girl-hat and a boy-hat to take up to Auckland as gifts for Amelia and Toby's 21st; I also finally rounded off my green scarf for Meg, which I hurried on partly because I needed the 5mm needles to knit a hat for MT who's leaving in a few weeks, and partly because I'm seeing her this weekend and since she's had a seriously bad month I wanted to give it to her soonest. I am SO thrilled by how it turned out that I can't wait to give it to her; but if I knit it again I'll pick a softer wool, definitely.