Thursday, May 6, 2010

I wanna dance with somebody!

Yes, I am listening to Whitney Houston's I Wanna Dance with Somebody

I feel it is somewhat pertinent to my situation since I am completely done with my undergraduate career! I have achieved at least one life goal: a bachelor's degree in anthropology. My dad would be so proud of me.

I remember us sitting at the dinner table during my mid-middle school/early high school years discussing how I urgently wanted to be an archaeologist, and that in order to do this, I needed to get a degree in anthropology. Although I no longer wish to be an archaeologist (a museum curator nowadays), we would be still discussing the ethics of archaeology and arguing whether the Nazca Lines were created by aliens because he knew it drove me nuts. Here you go, Da. Your little anthropologist is a reality. I wish it could have been your profession as well. You would have loved every second of it.


I am fully moved back to the old house with Mama. Being a graduated girl (as of this Saturday) also means that I need to find a job to get me on my feet. I just currently applied to a temporary job as a bank teller in Daphne. I am applying for every museum job I am qualified for as well as internships. I am desperate to be in a museum once more, hear museum jargon, help curate artifacts, and tell their story to the world.

That is what I want to do. So many cultures are lost in translation when it comes to museum exhibits because I feel while they do present a good view of history past, I want people to experience a culture, to know their history and their life-ways, and inspire people to remember these cultures through their artifacts, art, etc.

I am excited to see Amy once again this summer. It's nice to have her presence around again.

I am wondering where I'll end up, and though I have had some trying times this year, I know God has a great, great plan for me. He has never failed me or ever stopped loving me. I can appreciate that there is brilliance in His name.

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