Akako (akako) wrote, @ 2004-04-14 16:07:00

Current mood:	content
Current music:	"When I'm Gone" 3 Doors Down

Ah, sweet spinal fluid
I think I threw my back out today. That, or I pinched a VERY important nerve that serves the entire right side of my back with burning pain when irate. Luckily, it seems to have gotten better now, and it didn't bother me through my afternoon class, although I had this half-formed hope that it would suddenly send shooting pain throughout my body so I'd have an excuse to leave, but I figured that it was all for the best in the end. I learned, my back doesn't hurt, and I didn't miss my advising appointment. I am now one signature from completely changing my major from biology to east Asian literature. I think one of the big clues that I might have to switch was when, near the beginning of the year, my RC organized a dinner discussion activity where different majors were to sit at specific tables, so that the first-year students could talk to older, wiser, very much more bitter majors to help them learn which was the lesser of two evils. Or possibly three. Maybe five. Some first-years are REALLY indecisive. Anyway, the point is that I took one look at the dorks sitting at the biology table (not to dis on dorks, as I am one, but I just don't mesh with THAT sort of dork well) and decided that I would spend the evening advising EAL major prospectives, even though I was not, in fact, an EAL major. There have been other hints that I have caught, but that was a pretty big one, and I finally followed through.

I actually find the entire major declaration/change process a bit nerve wracking, simply because it seems to me like I'm forming a very personal relationship with a professor, and some times I'm not sure that the person I'm approaching will accept me. I feel vaguely like a high school girl again, asking a boy out on a date. What if he says NO??? Of course, I never had to experience the painful advising rejection, but then when I went to tell my current advisor of my decision, I felt like I should, perhaps, prepare a sort of speech so that I could let him down easily. "After all, I will still be your advisee, as I intend to finish the minor no matter what, but I just wanted you to know that, from now on, our interaction will be slightly more limited than before." Although I still think I should have just told him I was leaving him for another man, since technically, I am.

At least it's done. Now, to write a chapter of my collaborative work with my sister and play some Candy Train.

WOAH! wenderric 2004-04-15 18:12 (link)

I didn't know you were switching your major! O.O I've been left out of my onee-chan's loop. You know, I was like, "Amanda has a live journal?" And then for some odd reason I started freaking out thinking you had told me this already and given me the address and like a shitty boyfriend I had forgotten something like that. (Shitty boyfriends or shitty ex-boyfriends forget EVERYTHING!!! Uh...I'm gonna rant about that in my web journal though.) Then I was like, "No, it feels like the first time she's ever mentioned it." And then I saw the address on your author page and read up. Dude, sounds to me like you should kick your roommate. Obviously this is not the first nor last problem. Oh well, at least you get a single next year, ne? East Asian Literature is cool. At least no one can say I have a wussy English major when I finally get my ass to college. ^_^. Zeb's hopes of you becoming a real doctor are really dashed in the dirt, wot? And I won't ever be a lawyer...poor guy, he had such high hopes. (Reply to this) (Thread)