doughnut-shaped chocolates = double win
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I emphatically rejected all possibilities of studying anything other than English, Philosophy, History, or Amherst's special major Law, Jurisprudence, and Social Thought. I reveled in the nuances of writing, the mind-boggling questions, the countless intriguing stories. I vowed to break the Asian stereotype by shunning quantitative fields. I wanted to search for what I truly wanted to study--not what society, my parents, or friends told me I should study.
Earlier last week, I declared a double major. Ironically enough, one of them was math.
After a tumultuous fall semester of a humanities-heavy schedule, I came to appreciate the concrete. When my papers frustrated me, I retreated to my problem sets. It was comforting to know that there was an answer, one that was absolutely right and couldn't be interpreted otherwise. It was satisfying to wrestle with a mystifying, complex problem and emerge triumphant.
As the semester progessed, I realized that in my fervent efforts to reject any external influences, I had also renounced part of myself. While I love expressiveness, I am also undeniably left-brained; I obsessively analyze all possible outcomes before making decisions, I analogize the abstract to the concrete, I prefer routines or predetermined methods.
So, in an attempt to unite both sides of me, my simultaneous predilection for the humanities and quantitative reasoning, I declared math and French.
I'm nervous about whether the formality of declaring will make me feel more pressured to perform well, but I'm really grateful to have a direction for my undergraduate years, advisors I know well, and majors in fields I'm enthusiastic about.