The States 2014 - part 2

I love how I end up writing posts titled, "Blalalala - part 1" and yet never get around to writing part 2, or 3 for that matter. I might as well leave out the part 1 to begin with! :p 

With that in mind, I thought perhaps I should make a part two post before people start thinking I can't keep my promises. So here's part two of our stay in the States. (albeit, a very short post) 

(You can find part one here)

During the last few days in Louisville, my dad's friend took us to what they call the walking bridge (officially referred to as the "The Big Four Bridge"). The walking bridge is a pedestrian and bicycle only bridge that was initially made as a railway. Interestingly, it has a line of deaths connected to it’s making and is the only bridge in Louisville to have suffered so many casualties. The bridge connects the two states, Indiana and Kentucky, while passing over the Ohio River. Below are a couple of photographs of our walk (or rather run) across the bridge with frequent stops to take pictures. I was fasting and tired but the exercise was quite refreshing and welcoming. I did suffer some burning in my legs afterwards, but being a bit of a masochist, I really didn't mind. 

Musings of a Senior Student

University has started again. I’m not sure if I should be excited or not – this being my last year and all. I guess I should be because once university is over, I can go back to doing what I love best: sleeping. Ah, how much I love that deep slumber where your mind is oblivious of all the worries in the world. It really is the best feeling ever. That is, until your mind is plagued with dark desolate dreams that seem insistent on staying. My “nightmares”, unlike some, do not consist of monsters and dragons (those are actually quite cool) but rather entail situations which deep down, I fear.  Upon waking, I’m more likely to remember the feelings I felt while having the dream rather than the details –such as the people that were present and my surroundings. That means it’s very difficult for me to describe the dream later on – as describing feelings, especially for me, is not an easy task.

On the other hand, graduation means I’ve got other things to worry about. Such as: whether to continue with my Masters right after or to work. Although I love learning and in the past would not have hesitated with such a decision, I’ve come to realize that attending lectures and reading textbooks really isn’t for me.  Being a goody two shoes all my life, I’ve never actually skipped a single class (alright, maybe I’m exaggerating just a bit). But during this past summer, I've come to realize I learn best when I’m experimenting, thinking, and applying – all of which, I believe, passive environments fail to provide. I learn more by “doing”, and fail to see the point of theoretical concepts unless they’re presented in a practical fashion. Even with alternative methods of learning such as projects that allow you to learn through experimentation, some universities insist on using the traditional approach of lecture based learning (or maybe that’s just my university). That is why I’m having doubts of continuing my studies when I could be out in the field, putting to practice all the theoretical knowledge that is currently in my head.