What I'm Excited About Right Now, Of This Very Moment

I'm learning Greek and you're not. Because you wouldn't understand. People ask me why I do it. They say, "What, you just want to pick the most out there major ever?" or "What are you, some kind of eternal nerd who can't get his head out of the past?" You simply don't know me if you're asking me that. I'm the kid that when my parents said I had to take Latin in 7th grade why I couldn't take Greek instead. I've spent close to the last ten years of my life waiting to do this stuff and I'm still hungry for more. Honestly, it doesn't matter how hard or how long it takes, I will finish this stuff and I will do it well. Am I taking a pay cut because no one wants to hire a Classical Language/History double major? Maybe. Does a part of me care? Definitely. But another part tells me that there is simply no other pursuit that makes sense. You can point at math and show me how the universe works but I will hopefully be able to point to the Word of God and eliminate half of my confusion to whether parts of it should be taken seriously or not because I can see exactly which word the writers chose to use. I'm not in a competition here to the best major but I want to better myself more than anything else I could learn. To me, that isn't about reactionary education, where it's focuse on problem solving but I want to be able to speak on and hold conversation that's highly connected to the past and bears the weight of those who came before me. See, outside of the fact that I can't do advanced math well or even understand a lot of what makes it work, I feel like I can get discredited when outside of my own "Classic" bubble. Oh well, your loss. Now, back to writing a paper on Rear Window, finishing my analysis of Eliot's The Waste Land, and wondering when to start my History homework by reading Plutarch's Life of Alexander. Yeah, that's what's up.