11/21/2011

Oh, Thanksgiving, how I loathe you.

My parents are coming to my house this year, which is a welcome change.  It’s going to be the last holiday before the move.  I’m glad I don’t have to stay in a hotel again, or with Sister’s BF’s parents.

My sister got the keys to the new place today.  She can start moving in tomorrow.  I’ve been packing, with varying levels of success. 

I am really excited to be going.  I thought I would be upset, but the more I think about, the more I realize this is a good things.  I can get a degree in biology for less than the cost of one semester of library science.  Even if I don’t go to vet school, the biology degree will open a LOT more doors than my anthropology and history degrees.  I think I could be happy being a low-level lab worker for the rest of my life, honestly.  But vet school just feels so right. 

I registered for classes.  I’m taking 12 credits, which is full time—but barely.  I haven’t been a full time student in…a while.  I thought I’d take it easy for a semester.

It’s probably wrong, but it feels good to be doing science again.  It makes me feel…well, smart.  And superior.  It’s different than being in history and anthropology.  Perhaps not more challenging, but challenging in a different way.   I read once that science students tended to do better in their liberal arts classes than liberal arts students did in their science classes.  Basically, it was debunking the myth that science students are two dimensional and only capable of success under the rigid parameters of math and science courses.  Turns out that’s just something liberal arts students tell themselves to make themselves feel better about sucking at science.

Getting the biology degree will be beneficial because it’s a more applicable degree AND because I will prove to myself definitively that I am capable of handling science, that is, I am not a complete moron.