Back in 2008 I began studying Archaeology, which was one of my interests, however as time went on i realized that it was not what i expected. The studies were bland, and I was more interested in the mythology of ancient cultures, their stories and beliefs, than I was in archaeology. Not only that I was more interested in specifically Babylonian mythology which also seemed to play a smaller role in my course.
I would have to wait at least a year and a half to focus on what I wanted, and I felt the bland nature of what I was doing was going to make studying painfully boring... why study something I was finding myself no longer interested in?
I then moved from Archaeology to Communications and Journalism, something which I was and still am interested in, but due to where I was studying, the course load was way too much for me (double a standard university course) and my health and mental state was not in a state where I could adequately dedicate my time to my course.. I changed courses for a second time.
I began to study Web Design, as I knew I had the knowledge and past experience in it to succeed. I thought this was a good idea.... I was wrong. I dropped out again, finding the class boring as I knew everything I was doing already. I’m not one to find that worthwhile.
Around this point, due to personal issues, I fell into a deep depression, lost a whole lot of weight, and couldn't get back into studies. So I finally dropped out completely.
I learnt a few things from this experience:
I need a mix of interest in the subject and a challenge. I cannot study something I already know lots about, I cannot study something which is bland in hopes that I’ll get to the interesting meaty parts of the subject. I cannot do things just because they’re easy.
I need a mix of difficult and easy, and I need that interest.
So, where does this leave me?
As a child I grew up consuming the knowledge of science magazines for enjoyment. I’d read and re-read the magazines, and get understandings of the concepts behind the articles, learning from a young age about general relativity, the types of stars, the planets, formation of both, how scientific knowledge is tested, all of that jazz.
As soon as I had access to the treasure trove of knowledge the internet provides and Wikipedia was created, I would spend hours at night just falling deeper and deeper into Wikipedia holes, reading up on Quantum Physics, Dyson Spheres, The Fermi Paradox, The Drake Equation, Evolution, Biology, etc.
I remember a book I found at a library before I went to university, which was about a scientist’s search for what sparked the evolution of life on Earth. I wish I could recall the book, but that, coupled with my love of science, evolution, biology (evolutionary biology ohyes) and my childhood, I grew to love biological sciences. Always wishing I could go to university and study evolutionary biology.
Science was my first love, my parent’s were science teachers, I entered competitions at school where we’d be ranked in the district based on our knowledge of science, and I’d try to educate my friends on what exactly general relativity was.
So science was always in my genes, (hah), and as such, I thought I should do something about it.
So I enrolled in a science course at university.
I am now a science student.
I don’t know what I’ll major in, which area, but I know that this is where I belong.
i understand the concepts, but I’m learning new things at the same time. It’s easy, but challenging in the right way.
I still am interested in Archaeology, and journalism, but I can focus on them in different ways without them being my career.
All I know is I’ve found my academic calling... and it was the one i wanted all along.
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