A Recap of My College Years: Dedication to Language

  As a senior in the last year of university, sometimes I can't help but keep recapping on the details of how exponentially my college years transformed through the past four years. Of course, this journey, like any other, has been filled with laughter as well as tears of frustration and regret; however as I look back I discover how crucially right the biggest mistake of my life had been.

  My freshman year started up in one of the most competitive medical universities in Taiwan. As a student in medical school, I did not live the glory that the average medical student would have. I was forced into this major, and instead of flourishing, I kept sinking- till a point where I would not save myself anymore. To me, being a doctor- or even aspiring to be one- is not equivalent to being a hero in this universe. Quite the contrary, I thought firmly that doctors were merely people who sought money out of those who us in the more devastating periods of our lives. 

  And with that concept in mind, and against all sorts of waves of objection, I dropped out of medical school and fought a spot for myself in National Chengchi University. I gave up what people thought of as a glorious career to pursue and went for what I loved most, ironically a major that most people considered useless-Hispanic Philology. My new world in NCCU has guided me through whatever darkness I had previously been through, and finally, by devoting myself to what I enjoy most, I've come to see my own potentials and lift myself out of the previous madness. Spanish language may not lead me to a very lucrative career nor bring me tons of gold, but it has definitely enriched my soul to the utmost and revived my love and belief of all the beautiful things in life.