The poem itself was not so important. It listed the benefits as well as the trials and tribulations of phycology, but the last line of each stanza (hello English Literature '08, haven't used you in a while) was composed of the words:
... and a little bit of science on the side.
I'm not sure if JJ (J-Squared, Jacob John, Jay Jay) has shown it to his classes before us, or if he'll ever show it again, but I'd be interested to know - if any of you read this.
That single line repeated thrice (doubly each time for bonus emphasis from JJ) just... got me.
Lately I've been concerned that I'm not good enough to succeed in the field of biology. My test scores aren't fantastic and I sometimes lose focus in lectures... particularly when those lectures are about algae.
But I've never been concerned about whether or not this is what I want to do for my entire life. Biology is what I love. Since I was about six years old I've known that I was going to work with plants and/or animals my entire life. I'm not sure how it started, but I do know it became an obsession of mine to become a vet... until I realised that I didn't want to be saving individuals, I wanted to be learning and conserving and saving much larger amounts of these living things I'd learnt to love ... but most of all I knew it would be fun.
Because that's what biology is to me. It's seeing living things and wanting with every fibre of my being to spend time with them, to save them... and to have fun doing it.
Learning biology with my best friends and using it to do something important all comes down to that one part... it's my thing, and it's fun... and a little bit of science on the side.
