Today, I got up at 7:30 and turned on my TV in order to watch the weather report: hot with a chance of afternoon showers. So, naturally I packed my raincoat. And while I feel kind of dorky, since right now the sun is vibrantly shining, I know that the feeling of happiness I will get when I remain dry (should it rain) will outstrip all feelings of dorkiness I feel carrying my coat.
It's kind of like how I feel about my second major, history. I feel kind of ridiculous when I tell people that I am a double major in magazines (it's an actual major, I swear) and history. They always say, "And what do plan to do? Work for a historical journal?" While that job would probably be pretty cool, it is not something I think I would particularly like to do long term. I chose history because I like people. I like spending time with them. I like hearing their stories. History is just that; learning about people through their stories. I know that studying people, where they come from, why they are the way that they are, through their stories will help me be a better reporter and a better interviewer one day. Even though I feel really dorky right at this moment, when that day comes, I will be completely happy that I decided to study history.
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