AI and hopes for the future

Oh my. Fiction just became reality.
Of course, on some tucked-away subconscious level, we all realize that scientists are already capable of achieving what we think looks cool in movies, but for some reason this novelty sends chills down my spine.

What makes it scary for me is, for example, that the summer job I just did is one a robot might be able to do just as well or even better than me :-o And how well would robots do at coming up with advertising concepts and translating them to image? I hope not too well, or I'll be out of a job before I even begin.

Which reminds me of the countdown to school: two weeks... Still have a lot of things I wanna do. I'll have to hurry, which kinda contests one of them: relaxing. Damn.

A short list: pass my theoretical driver's licence test (soooo don't feel like studying right now), go to festivals, practise drawing, read my 'artistic' (easier than the 'medical' kind) anatomy books, brighten up holiday pics, clean up, see some movies, go out with friends...

So hope the next school year will allow me to keep seeing the newest (and existing) members of my - equally recent - social life on a regular basis. Hope I'll learn lots of new things, but won't take them in slowly or barely. Hope I chose the right direction (the creative one, meaning concepts and ideas AND their realization), hope my - mainly younger, like 18 or 19 - fellow students will be of the bearable, grown-up - yet fun and playful at the same time - and social kind.

I have lots of hopes, but little expectations. I'm a born pessimist. I believe expectations lead to disappointment too often. Therefore I hope and am happily surprised when fun things pop up.