Never been good at science. I guess that's stopping me. For all the time I spent outside of school, I feel like my mind is drifting into a gripping stubbornness. I can literally feel myself growing dumb. I mean, I never really expanded my horizons studying the language I was born with. I'm trying to read a lot, ya know, smart stuff. Today I read a little of Your Inner Fish by Neil Shubin. This paleontologist expounded on his expedition to Greenland to dig up the 375 million year old missing like between humans and the fish. The fossil looked like a small alligator but with fins. The Inuit gave it the now scientific name Tiktaalik.
I'm looking at going to Stony Brook, for marine sciences or applied ecology. They would never take me, that's the problem. In high school, Mister Roland made a deal to give me 50% on the DNA project if I just gave him back all the pieces. I can do something great for the environment if I'm studying the effect of aerosols on estuaries and research acid erosion on reefs in the ocean. But to do that, I need to become very scientific, I'm afraid that ain't my forte. Never was. I could never write a publication, real professional-like, present my findings.
I just want to do something good with my breath rather than just survive with a comfortable job which most of the population has down pat. Just sucks I have no skills, I have no experience, and I definitely don't have the money. I guess it really counts when you're born into it. I'm gonna try real hard to be like a scientist, then maybe I can do something real for this place.
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