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07 September 2015 @ 11:20 pm
OUT OF THE NIGHT THAT COVERS ME...  
This past week I have constantly been visiting my past.

College
I chose GVSU over Vassar, a decision which at times I have regretted.
I told myself, it's okay. You're still going to college and you'll be around in case your family needs you. The thing about family, which most people who are not Latino do not understand is that I my decisions affects everyone. I am not just an individual. I am part of a unit. This is something that I have at times recoiled against, but have nevertheless appreciated.

GVSU Year 1
I entered GVSU as a Business major. It was a practical choice, but I quickly learned that I found the area to be a bore. Introductory Macroeconomics was definitely not for me. ButI found that I enjoyed learning about Islam, and the Middle East.

Years 2-3
Gone was the Business major. Here I began to fluctuate between the different Communcation majors. Broadcasting. Journalism. Health Communications. At one point I also considered Anthropology and it was a difficult decision. In the end that field was much too privileged for me.
Nerdy story; I had spent a long time admiring Nyota Uhura; the Communications Officer aboard the Enterprise. Hence, my choice of concentration and my choice to delve into Linguistics.
It seems ironic and perhaps moronic for someone who can be an entirely incompetent communicator to have chosen this area of study. Yet, I cannot say that I have not enjoyed myself. In particular, my linguistics classes have proved to my favorites. Language and Gender. Language and Power. History of the English Language. Sociolinguistics. Though that may also be in large part because I had the pleasure of having a wonderful professor for those classes.
My reaction to the Communication classes was more varied. Some classes I enjoyed (Theories of Communication, Vision and Culture), others I did not (Argument and Analysis, Media and Society, Fundamentals of Public Relations). In part some of it has been the material, the classmates, and the professor.
Was Communication Studies the right choice? I certainly ask myself that. Certainly people constantly ask me. What will you do with this major? What kind of job will you get?

Today
I realize it may not be one of the most profitable majors. Those Petroleum engineers have that honor. But it is one that is highly relevant and applicable to most career choices. At the end of the day, I of course want to be comfortable money wise but I also want to be happy. Cliche as it may sound, I want to help people.
This week in school I have had the opportunity to witness many students reflect on their decisions. Hence, my own contemplations. I want to study. I want to observe. I want to perhaps teach. I want to travel. I want to go confidently into the future, unclear though it may be.
And do I regret my choices? Some of course I do, but I don't have time for regrets.

I am the captain of my soul.
 
 
 
tee1itee1i on September 12th, 2015 03:55 am (UTC)
No one truly knows what they will do every second, you will think you have found your route but along the away something will spark your interest and you shall sail away!