At which point I realize I'm not as certain about my future as I'd thought
I should have been asleep at least an hour ago -after showering off the remnants of a cake/water balloon fight in the middle of the street in Fleetwood- but here I am, a quarter after 3, looking up Texas A&M and honest-to-God considering transferring there on a whim. I don't even know where I'm going with this, and it's really just babbling, but I was thinking about going out in the field with Mom and how I think archaeology is awesome, and then I'm thinking 'Hey! maybe I'll double major in Marine Bio and Archaeology!'(As if I'm not already having enough trouble with 1 major...) And then I think that URI doesn't have Archaeology or anything remotely similar, and if I want both subjects, I can't very well stay there. Then I remember that Texas A&M has a great archaeology program and it's also got a marine bio program, and lo and behold, I'm thinking 'Maybe I'll go there!' I am, undeniably, a completely spastic headcase.
They don't even have anything in common. Even if I do Nautical Archaeology, it has absolutely nothing to do with Marine Biology. Oceanography, maybe, but Marine Biology? No.
1.) I'm crazy for wanting to do both, which might be the result of lack of sleep, but really, I think it's my usual indecisiveness striking a bit harder than usual
2.) I'm crazy for worrying about this shit at 3 in the morning
3.) I'm crazy for thinking that I would have my life figured out and what I want to do with it at 19, and I think I'm freaking out that maybe my iron resolve to do what I thought I wanted to do is cracking a bit.
This is probably going to sound like lunatic rambling when I read it at a more reasonable hour, which it might be. But it's food for thought to be looked back on when I'm a little less tired and thinking a little straighter. And now I'm craving nectarines, but they aren't ripe yet. It sucks when you buy fruit, you're craving it, and it's there, but it isn't bloody ripe yet. And now that I'm cursing like a Harry Potter character, I think it's time I go to sleep.
Peace and Love
They don't even have anything in common. Even if I do Nautical Archaeology, it has absolutely nothing to do with Marine Biology. Oceanography, maybe, but Marine Biology? No.
1.) I'm crazy for wanting to do both, which might be the result of lack of sleep, but really, I think it's my usual indecisiveness striking a bit harder than usual
2.) I'm crazy for worrying about this shit at 3 in the morning
3.) I'm crazy for thinking that I would have my life figured out and what I want to do with it at 19, and I think I'm freaking out that maybe my iron resolve to do what I thought I wanted to do is cracking a bit.
This is probably going to sound like lunatic rambling when I read it at a more reasonable hour, which it might be. But it's food for thought to be looked back on when I'm a little less tired and thinking a little straighter. And now I'm craving nectarines, but they aren't ripe yet. It sucks when you buy fruit, you're craving it, and it's there, but it isn't bloody ripe yet. And now that I'm cursing like a Harry Potter character, I think it's time I go to sleep.
Peace and Love