This year has been like a rollercoaster. I started at the bottom, and slowly, I’ve been climbing up.
I entered this degree with a lot of fears. Leaving Medicine was a huge decision, and to change it for something so different like Anthropology filled me with fears. What if I didn’t like it? What was I supposed to do with my life? I felt really alone with my decision, because my parents didn’t want me to change my degree, and told me how bad was the decision I was making, the consequences for my future, etc, etc. This was the first time I did something unpredictable, something that wasn’t part of my parents’ plans. All my life, I was the number one student, the good daughter, the girl that had a plan to be successful with a traditional degree, a traditional life.
At the same time, I was really sad to leave a degree where I met some of the best friends I’ve ever had. We were together for 3 years, all day long, and all of the sudden, I was out of their lives. Would this friendships last, now that I was away?
So, that was the mess that entered one day in March to the Archaeology class. A girl filled with fears. But slowly, those fears have gone away.
At the beginning, I’ve had some conflicts with some of the classes, because I compared them with Medicine classes and sometimes I miss the order of them. I know that this degree is different, that the concepts are more relative, but sometimes I feel that people hide the lack of investigation in relativism. If something is relative, doesn’t mean that it can’t have a method, an order. That’s why one of my favorite classes of the first semester, in spite of the complications that we had for the final work, was Methodology of the Investigation, and that’s why I changed my initial plans for my future as an anthropologist.
I entered this degree with the idea of becoming a social anthropologist. I was sure that I never wanted to see anything biological in my life again, no cells, no blood, no bones, nothing. But eventually, I’ve realized that the biological world is a part of the things I love, and a big part. I’m a practical person, and I like to be able to watch things with my own eyes. And I also love the human body, how all their systems connect with each other, the rules of our body, everything. That’s why I want to study the human being from an anthropological and biological way, and to do that I want to become a physical anthropologist.
Another thing I need to mention is the friends I’ve met here. Like I said before, I was sad and unsure that I could find friends like the ones I left in Medicine. Luckily, I was wrong, because my friends here are just the best. We have the exact same humor, we laugh all day, we help each other, it’s just amazing. I have so much fun with my friends that I rather spend time with them than study, and I know that’s not good. But I guess since we just met this year it’s normal, and eventually we will find a way to balance things.
So, now I found myself at the top of my rollercoaster. I’m stressed, yes, because it’s the end of the semester and we have A LOT of things to do. But I’m so happy that I really don’t mind. A lot of beautiful things have happened to me lately, and that gives me strength to go on. The most important thing to me, it’s that I’m happy with the decision I make. It was for the best, I know it.
I guess my plans for the next year are to focus more in my classes, and to study more. I just hope to be as happy as I am today :)
I entered this degree with a lot of fears. Leaving Medicine was a huge decision, and to change it for something so different like Anthropology filled me with fears. What if I didn’t like it? What was I supposed to do with my life? I felt really alone with my decision, because my parents didn’t want me to change my degree, and told me how bad was the decision I was making, the consequences for my future, etc, etc. This was the first time I did something unpredictable, something that wasn’t part of my parents’ plans. All my life, I was the number one student, the good daughter, the girl that had a plan to be successful with a traditional degree, a traditional life.
At the same time, I was really sad to leave a degree where I met some of the best friends I’ve ever had. We were together for 3 years, all day long, and all of the sudden, I was out of their lives. Would this friendships last, now that I was away?
So, that was the mess that entered one day in March to the Archaeology class. A girl filled with fears. But slowly, those fears have gone away.
At the beginning, I’ve had some conflicts with some of the classes, because I compared them with Medicine classes and sometimes I miss the order of them. I know that this degree is different, that the concepts are more relative, but sometimes I feel that people hide the lack of investigation in relativism. If something is relative, doesn’t mean that it can’t have a method, an order. That’s why one of my favorite classes of the first semester, in spite of the complications that we had for the final work, was Methodology of the Investigation, and that’s why I changed my initial plans for my future as an anthropologist.
I entered this degree with the idea of becoming a social anthropologist. I was sure that I never wanted to see anything biological in my life again, no cells, no blood, no bones, nothing. But eventually, I’ve realized that the biological world is a part of the things I love, and a big part. I’m a practical person, and I like to be able to watch things with my own eyes. And I also love the human body, how all their systems connect with each other, the rules of our body, everything. That’s why I want to study the human being from an anthropological and biological way, and to do that I want to become a physical anthropologist.
Another thing I need to mention is the friends I’ve met here. Like I said before, I was sad and unsure that I could find friends like the ones I left in Medicine. Luckily, I was wrong, because my friends here are just the best. We have the exact same humor, we laugh all day, we help each other, it’s just amazing. I have so much fun with my friends that I rather spend time with them than study, and I know that’s not good. But I guess since we just met this year it’s normal, and eventually we will find a way to balance things.
So, now I found myself at the top of my rollercoaster. I’m stressed, yes, because it’s the end of the semester and we have A LOT of things to do. But I’m so happy that I really don’t mind. A lot of beautiful things have happened to me lately, and that gives me strength to go on. The most important thing to me, it’s that I’m happy with the decision I make. It was for the best, I know it.
I guess my plans for the next year are to focus more in my classes, and to study more. I just hope to be as happy as I am today :)
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