Something I wrote in late March/early April:
It’s the cursed (or blessed? depending on how you look at it?) question every student asks him or herself. For most, it starts some time in high school. For a few, it may have started even before then. For some, it drags itself out for years before finally settling down. It is “what college major should I choose?” and I am part of the “some”.
I was on the verge of a nervous breakdown earlier today. It seems that’s been happening more often lately. Looking back, I think the first time I though I would have a nervous breakdown was in eighth grade, and it was partly because I needed to decide which high school to attend- I’ll get back to this in some future post. It’s not important right now.
I almost had a nervous breakdown earlier today because the doubts about my choice of major became overwhelming. Rather, I should say the information on the Internet became overwhelming. Reading blog post after blog post of horror stories about how useless any Bachelor of Science degree is, I seriously believed I was ruining my life (or at least my work life) by choosing to major in Physics.
Well who’d have ever thought I would end up declaring my major as Applied Math? This has got to be one of the strangest choices I’ve made so far. Starting in sophomore year of high school, I disliked math so much that I vowed to NOT choose math as a major. In fact, I wouldn’t even have taken a math class, much less an AP Calculus class, in senior year had my friends not taken it (yay for positive peer pressure). Alas, my pride would not have let me live down not taking a math class…
Looking back at my schooling life, I guess this is a plausible choice. Through elementary and middle school, I thought math was the simplest and easiest subject in school, and it was true. I couldn’t wrap my head around why so many of my classmates found it to be a difficult and less-than-enjoyable course. It’s because I didn’t account for the fact that I, unlike some of my classmates, was always doing math (like ALWAYS- in school, after school, during summer break…) and thus got much more practice with the basics. It’s not that the basics of math are difficult, but there’s always some trick or pattern that you need to recognize, and that comes with repetition. Once I reached high school, I didn’t practice math all the time anymore, so I couldn’t see the patterns as easily. Math became a confusing jumble of words, symbols, and concepts I didn’t understand- it was a jarring experience, to say the least.
I even disliked math so much that I wanted to avoid math classes in college unless they were absolutely necessary. Thinking I would be a physics major, I took the next class in the calculus sequence, and discovered I enjoyed it. I might not love it like I used to love math, but it was definitely a huge improvement compared to my feelings towards math in high school. I suppose part of it has to do with the one semester of no math/science classes. I missed the satisfaction of solving questions- architecture and liberal arts courses didn’t give me the same feeling of achievement.
If I could go back in time to give myself advice, I would say that the major I choose should be gratifying, not solely in a career-wise sense (because then I should probably choose engineering or some other technical field), but also in a learning sense.