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Discussion in 'GMD Social Forum' started by MetalAges, Feb 17, 2010.
Best facebook status ever from one of my female friends:
Whatever you give a woman, she will make it greater. Give her sperm, she will give you a baby. Give her a house, she will give you a home. Give her groceries, she will give you a meal. Give her a smile, she will give you her heart. She multiplies & enlarges what she is given. So if you give her crap, be ready to receive a ton of shit! Post on your wall if you agree...hope to see every female re-post !!!!
I need a shit and I'm all out of bog roll.
So after a grueling two months travelling back and forth between LA and Holland, I have finally been accepted into an Air Traffic Controller School in Holland. I went through 3 separate testing stages, all travel expenses paid for by the company. The success rate to become accepted after all the tests is about 20% so you can imagine the intensity of all these freakin tests.
The first testing phase which was in January involved a series of computer tests such as reaction tests, calculating distances from vectors etc, how well I see in 3D (having to fold a 2D cube which is way harder than it sounds), English proficiency tests, and severe multi-tasking tests.
Second testing phase which I attended to this week involved how well I work in group so I had to sit down with 3 other candidates and discuss an emergency situation where three planes needed to land immediately but you only had the capacity to safely land two of them. There was also a really fun exercise where we sat back-to-back and one person had to describe a drawing and the other person had to draw it. The picture I had to draw involved a bunch of gears but the guy didn't know how to say "gears" in English so he just called them circles. My picture looked like a reguritated Happy Meal and the instructors had a laugh about it afterwards.
Third test was a two hour interview which was easily the hardest and least fun part of all the testing phases. While I feel I nailed the actual talking part of the interview, the last part of it involved me having to go up to a whiteboard and solve all kinds of mathematical problems in front of a board of assessors. This was the first time in my life that I experienced Math Anxiety and it was fucking horrible. It was so bad that I thought I had lost the job FOR SURE. But lo and behold I called about an hour ago and they told me I was accepted!
tl,dr version: I got accepted into an amazingly difficult school to get into in Europe after a fuckton of tests.
That's awesome, congrats! Are there many non-dutch people in the program? Are you going to learn to read/speak dutch?
re: the math stuff, they probably weren't looking for right answers so much as to see how you approached the problems.
Man you're becoming a real international man of mystery CC. Have you completely given up simply becoming a pig farmer home in Skåne?
that's awesome! congrats
Way to go man. I'd love to be a proctor for that test, it sounds really progressive.
why does this place suck on Friday and Saturday nights?
Who says it sucks? The majority of this forum may spend its Friday and Saturday nights out partying, but I actually post more on said evenings. And surely I don't suck.
I would agree with Krig even though I do not post too often myself.
I have no life, so im home.
lol I'm drinking/smoking pot re-watching Season 2 of Lost
What about rehearsals? I figure they take a lot of time now considering that I have school besides that. Now, most of the time, we just end up being fucked up on beer and not creating anything remarkable. We have to change our rehearsal room though. They charge us too fucking much for the current one.
Yesterday I wrote my 4th text, it isn't going that damn hard. I thought I would spend more time on that.
Saturday afternoons, that's about it
and tomorrow one of the guitarists wont be there. So it's pretty worthless
Haha I've been watching Lost again too, and I'm almost done with season 2.
Wft retarded too. Stoned. I guessed. Smoked up. Drunk and high. Fuuuuuuuuuu...
I want to argue with someone. Kinda, dunno. Not feeling anti-social, just a little feisty.
I did my usual trick of being an unpleasant person to be around last night.
Some bitches really don't like me.