Sunday, October 14, 2007
♥ BLURB.
Since my sister told me my articles are amusing and fun to read, I’ve been rethinking over and over (redundant, I know) that Fine Arts is such a wrong course for me. I’m considering Journalism; the thought of shifting is hypnotizing. Never mind that Mr. Paredes gave me a 1.4 in Layout, I never consider myself as possessing any artistic talent of any sort. My head and hands are so disconnected--- my hands can’t recreate what’s inside my mind.
But then again, this isn’t the first time I ever thought about this. By the start of my freshman year I felt I should have taken up B.S. Math, which was my strongest subject in high school. I took up this IQ test and the results showed math was my highest area, graded superior. But I figured Math is such a BORING subject, math loved me but the feeling was never mutual.
And then, I had a short fling with Computer Science. I got a ‘BEST IN COMPUTER SCIENCE’ Award in High School because I couldn’t run for valedictorian, salutatorian, or any honorable mention just because I’m a fucking transferee. They also sent me to join this Robotics competition…Yeah, I always liked computers, but I hated learning all the technical stuff.
And once again, psychology captivated me for as long as I could remember. I had always been fascinated with the mysteries of the mind. There’s just something so complex and challenging about it, and challenge never fails to captivate me. But then again, I never liked to study at USC-Main. Too crammy and claustrophobic for my liking. Never mind the hot boys at Main, haha.
So once again, I’m stuck at Fine Arts. I cannot say I hate the course, I love it and I’m not complaining. I’m complaining at my skill and my failure to meet up with my own expectations. Maybe my standards are too sky high for my own good. Or maybe my interests too wide and varied. I can never seem to make up my mind. All I know is, the next day when I wake up, I might say ‘Hey, I should take up Statistics or whatever-course-that-didn’t-involve-science’ next.
But then again, this isn’t the first time I ever thought about this. By the start of my freshman year I felt I should have taken up B.S. Math, which was my strongest subject in high school. I took up this IQ test and the results showed math was my highest area, graded superior. But I figured Math is such a BORING subject, math loved me but the feeling was never mutual.
And then, I had a short fling with Computer Science. I got a ‘BEST IN COMPUTER SCIENCE’ Award in High School because I couldn’t run for valedictorian, salutatorian, or any honorable mention just because I’m a fucking transferee. They also sent me to join this Robotics competition…Yeah, I always liked computers, but I hated learning all the technical stuff.
And once again, psychology captivated me for as long as I could remember. I had always been fascinated with the mysteries of the mind. There’s just something so complex and challenging about it, and challenge never fails to captivate me. But then again, I never liked to study at USC-Main. Too crammy and claustrophobic for my liking. Never mind the hot boys at Main, haha.
So once again, I’m stuck at Fine Arts. I cannot say I hate the course, I love it and I’m not complaining. I’m complaining at my skill and my failure to meet up with my own expectations. Maybe my standards are too sky high for my own good. Or maybe my interests too wide and varied. I can never seem to make up my mind. All I know is, the next day when I wake up, I might say ‘Hey, I should take up Statistics or whatever-course-that-didn’t-involve-science’ next.
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