After 30 pages of research-based writing, I was finally able to conclude... A), Never hit your child (duh). Also, B), I have no desire to do this as a career.
I love science. I love biology. I love psychology. Those are subjects that will always be important to me. They will always be easy for me to understand. I could tutor Snooki in biology and she'd get an A. I'm going to teach Finley everything I know about these subjects, because I'm her mom and they're special to me.
But I'll be damned if I spend the next three years of school writing papers like I just wrote, pretending I want to do it for a living. Never. No.
I'm not going to spend the hours and hours of time, brainpower, and gobs of money working towards a major that I only love parts of. I WILL, however, spend all of that effort towards something that makes my soul sing, something I love dearly and will excel in... English. (Sigh.)
So, move aside, all you other MILLIONS of English/Humanities majors... Save a spot for pathetic me.
Goodbye, Biology. Hello, Pathetic.
2 comments:
Welcome :) It's good to have you! You'll be great don't worry. It actually still surprises me how useful English-major related jobs are. The world could definitely use your talents!
Also, I would love it if you would let me read some of your book.
I wish you all the best in that pursuit, but I still think you'd have made the world's best sex therapist...
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