Monday, September 29, 2014

The Chip on My Shoulder

So, I went to see Legally Blonde: The Musical this weekend and loved it. That's one of my favorite movies and seeing it in musical form was awesome.

One of the songs from that show is called "Chip on My Shoulder" where Emmett tells Elle why he's so motivated to do well in law school. I'm going to embed it here for your viewing pleasure.

Anyway, it made me realize that I have a chip on my shoulder as well.

Many of my friends have more prestigious career ambitions than I have. They have a biology, chemistry, or biochemistry major. I do not deny that those are difficult majors and I respect them for wanting to go into those career fields.

The chip on my shoulder is how other people think that my abilities are less than that of my friends with said majors. The thing is, I know that I am an extremely smart and hardworking person, so I know that I could do those majors if I wanted to. What's more, I could do well in them. My grades in my science and math classes prove that.

I just don't want to. And that's okay.

I enjoy writing my papers and learning about history, culture, and literature. I enjoy reading and writing analyses. It's my jam.

Therefore, I don't think it's fair to say that people who enjoy working in  labs are smarter or more capable than I am. It's not a fair comparison.

This summer, I worked in my college's department of Career Programs. My main project consisted of helping developing a course called Launch, where students explore their vocational goals.

While developing the course, I did a fair amount of research regarding vocation. I read a lot of articles and excerpts from books encouraging students to pursue their passions, rather than what they think will earn them money.

As this article states, "all successful careers require critical thinking, teamwork, sensitivity to cultural, demographic, economic and societal differences and political perspectives." I feel that my background has prepared me for this, so I believe I will be able to react to varying circumstances better for it.

I grow increasingly frustrated with other people being viewed as more intelligent or elite because of a particular major.

You do you. Whatever that may be!