adventures in grad school
so as i've been subbing and reading, and in general trying to not fall into intellectual atrophy it has hit me: i can't wait to go to grad school and go after this degree in anthropology. i absolutely love cultural studies and immigrant memoirs and the whole genre of learning each and every thing. i'd study linguistics, music, art, dance, and history, doesnt matter, i just am filled with such curiousity!
so i'm reading "reading lolita in tehran" and that has me excited because not only am i reading a fascinating memoir of life in iran, but the author is an english lit prof, so i've been learning about that along the way. i've never read nabokov, but i was able to find a paralell between one of his theses and that in a sociology article i was reading (woot, go alpha kappa delta! send me articles all you want, its great to read them and not have to report on them in a day).
so end of story, as i walk longingly down the stacks of book in barnes and noble or the library as if looking for the face of a lover, is that i love learning and there is just so much more to learn and read than i think i'd ever have the time to do! its frustrating and wonderful. i can't wait to get back in that game. get my masters, my doctorate...have a family after that, and then what? i dunno, God's choice, we'll see where he takes me, and i'm sure it'll be exciting and it'll be a place that i can use all the useless knowledge that i seem happy to accumulate. well it isnt really useless, its just that its not what most people think of learning or deem as important even though i think its actually very important in deed.
i'm such a dork. i'm a sprouting academic. and its great.
i also miss stan a whole heap, another reason to lose myself in books.
so i'm reading "reading lolita in tehran" and that has me excited because not only am i reading a fascinating memoir of life in iran, but the author is an english lit prof, so i've been learning about that along the way. i've never read nabokov, but i was able to find a paralell between one of his theses and that in a sociology article i was reading (woot, go alpha kappa delta! send me articles all you want, its great to read them and not have to report on them in a day).
so end of story, as i walk longingly down the stacks of book in barnes and noble or the library as if looking for the face of a lover, is that i love learning and there is just so much more to learn and read than i think i'd ever have the time to do! its frustrating and wonderful. i can't wait to get back in that game. get my masters, my doctorate...have a family after that, and then what? i dunno, God's choice, we'll see where he takes me, and i'm sure it'll be exciting and it'll be a place that i can use all the useless knowledge that i seem happy to accumulate. well it isnt really useless, its just that its not what most people think of learning or deem as important even though i think its actually very important in deed.
i'm such a dork. i'm a sprouting academic. and its great.
i also miss stan a whole heap, another reason to lose myself in books.