Post 10: what the * this semester
What a semester. Why do you -teacher- like so much to make us think about life, when we all just wanna scape from this insufferable reality. Well, this semester I would take the time to think about my thesis. The few subjects that I registered were a great context, added to a part-time job that I found, and of course, an epic conjuncture, oriented precisely by the topic that I am most interested in investigating, feminism. Things seemed to be perfect. Oh, but I am a fraud, I did not do anything. My vocational crisis is so big, that I have simply ignored the problem. I guess some part of me thought “this is the best for you, and this is the best way”. Anyway, I have nothing to say, during this time I have felt very well, working in other things, things that makes me feel more useful for the interests that move me most. So, I got into other projects that excited me more than this career (this is the good part of the semester). I am in the Editorial, which is for me some for...
