I'm glad I'm not the only one disappointed with my current major. But, as I've written before, changing it now would not be very practical- not since I've sat through Research Methods, and not since one more semester of psych. classes would get me a nice piece of paper with my name on it.
I'm still tossing coins over my next decision for a major.
Sometimes I really do wonder...
about being in a full time rock band. Move west. Work, compose, play. Repeat.
about all the bands roughing it with extended tours, possible negative reviews for their records, but still pouring their time, money, and energy into their work.
about taking the classes that I want to, and not the ones people tell me I need.
I've experienced a few of those moments of soaring musical magic with LTTE- when I'm not nervous, anxious, concentrating on forgeting words, or thinking about other things- like the times in jr. and high school band where I would just come off a great performance and be ready for anything. I imagine doing this for a living and experiencing those moments as well as paychecks for having them.
When realism sets in, I acknowledge that I don't really have an idea of what to work towards, realistically. Still waiting for that opportunity I know will come along within the next two years...
And they all say "don't worry about it."
And they all say "you must decide now."
And I say "I don't care where we eat- as long as it's heavy."