A transitional rambling
Here to think.
here to think and write and decided that here was a good place to do it.
It's later that I think I'll be interested to work out why I decided to do what I did, well...what I'm contemplating doing.
This is unlikely to be of interest to anyone so I don't expect you to make it past here.
I'm quitting school. I've got 18 months to go to achieve my Bachelor of Health Science (Naturopathy).
I love my course, but my marks have been going down the more I write my journalistic articles and the more I spend time with my girlfriend. It's a shame, I do like my school and what I learn is of inestimable value, but I'm just...well not that good, never was scientifically minded, and I expect that I'll be a middling naturopath if I ever am one. No one in my family has finished a degree and I really REALLY want to have that as at least a milestone, like how I got my drivers license a few months ago. I really need to feel like I'm older and this is a good way of doing it. One of the best. I might even be able to land a job with it, who knows.
I don't really know anyone at my school anymore, I've taken so much time off to play music and work and carry on like I do in this cultural ant hill that I usually come and go without speaking to anyone, and I KNOW that if I did have a chum some of the very obvious mistakes I made (referencing, forgetting to check essay formatting), the reasons I lost marks on my recent assignments, wouldn't have happened. I need a study friend but my course seems full of matronly nurses, occasional older guys and the chatty ones I do know aren't doing as well as me. And I'm doing TERRIBLY. Out of the three assignments I've had marked I've had a 48%, 49% and a 55%. It's unheard of for me to be this distracted, this scatty, have this much trouble concentrating, which is what it is. I couldn't remember what assignments were which when I was waiting to get them back, I spent so little actual effort on them. Someone like that shouldn't be a naturopath. I wouldn't want to see me.
I would want to read me though. Most of my comments that came back were along the lines of "a very thoughtfully written assignment Andrew, unfortunately you didn't address some of the key criteria" most everyone comments on how I write readably (which is a pretty rare thing in the scientific world it would seem) but that I can't get it together to do proper Harvard referencing or explain the finer points of the randomised clinical trials I reference. Most of the time I'm struggling with the word limit and juggling two articles that need to be sent in by midday Monday. I know I can do this now. I can. I have a week before my first exam. I can make it through these last weeks.
But I was made to make music. I know that too. That's been my motivation for life, that's been what I know myself best for. I'm having a big think about all this now. Music and anthropology, that's what I love. I have always found that my greatest contribution to the world so far (besides making a couple of women fertile through recommending they take a liquid extract of Vitex agnus castus) is to ponder the theory that a cultures music depends on the humidity of their geographic location. Rhythms in the tropics, melodies in the polar regions. That's what I'll leave this post pondering. How to make THAT the first step.
here to think and write and decided that here was a good place to do it.
It's later that I think I'll be interested to work out why I decided to do what I did, well...what I'm contemplating doing.
This is unlikely to be of interest to anyone so I don't expect you to make it past here.
I'm quitting school. I've got 18 months to go to achieve my Bachelor of Health Science (Naturopathy).
I love my course, but my marks have been going down the more I write my journalistic articles and the more I spend time with my girlfriend. It's a shame, I do like my school and what I learn is of inestimable value, but I'm just...well not that good, never was scientifically minded, and I expect that I'll be a middling naturopath if I ever am one. No one in my family has finished a degree and I really REALLY want to have that as at least a milestone, like how I got my drivers license a few months ago. I really need to feel like I'm older and this is a good way of doing it. One of the best. I might even be able to land a job with it, who knows.
I don't really know anyone at my school anymore, I've taken so much time off to play music and work and carry on like I do in this cultural ant hill that I usually come and go without speaking to anyone, and I KNOW that if I did have a chum some of the very obvious mistakes I made (referencing, forgetting to check essay formatting), the reasons I lost marks on my recent assignments, wouldn't have happened. I need a study friend but my course seems full of matronly nurses, occasional older guys and the chatty ones I do know aren't doing as well as me. And I'm doing TERRIBLY. Out of the three assignments I've had marked I've had a 48%, 49% and a 55%. It's unheard of for me to be this distracted, this scatty, have this much trouble concentrating, which is what it is. I couldn't remember what assignments were which when I was waiting to get them back, I spent so little actual effort on them. Someone like that shouldn't be a naturopath. I wouldn't want to see me.
I would want to read me though. Most of my comments that came back were along the lines of "a very thoughtfully written assignment Andrew, unfortunately you didn't address some of the key criteria" most everyone comments on how I write readably (which is a pretty rare thing in the scientific world it would seem) but that I can't get it together to do proper Harvard referencing or explain the finer points of the randomised clinical trials I reference. Most of the time I'm struggling with the word limit and juggling two articles that need to be sent in by midday Monday. I know I can do this now. I can. I have a week before my first exam. I can make it through these last weeks.
But I was made to make music. I know that too. That's been my motivation for life, that's been what I know myself best for. I'm having a big think about all this now. Music and anthropology, that's what I love. I have always found that my greatest contribution to the world so far (besides making a couple of women fertile through recommending they take a liquid extract of Vitex agnus castus) is to ponder the theory that a cultures music depends on the humidity of their geographic location. Rhythms in the tropics, melodies in the polar regions. That's what I'll leave this post pondering. How to make THAT the first step.