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I'm thinking about switching my major to Legal Studies.
I realized I don't really know why I'm in Political Science, and the courses required or allowed to complete that major include a lot of things I want to take but just wouldn't have time to with my current major and minor.
I was looking at the requirements earlier trying to figure out how the hell I would be able to do it, but after looking again and looking at the courses I need/could take, I realize that quite frankly, I'm already ahead.
I'm kind of excited. I can't wait to try to figure out how to generate a new DARS report and plan my schedule next semester. It's just closer to what I want to do and what I'm really interested in. I hope I'm not making a mistake.
I want to take French 151 over the summer to get my gen eds completely out of the way, but I'm afraid that I am not NEARLY good enough at French to do well in it. I need to get my ass in gear and work a little harder this semester to ensure that I'll at least pass.
My dad has been talking to a lot of his colleagues trying to figure out some sort of internship I could do this summer. I kind of feel bad about it, actually. I mean, I appreciate him more than ever because he's been coming up with so many ideas and talking to so many people about it for me, but I really just asked him for advice and he's taken it completely in his own hands. Meanwhile, I'm trying to catch up with school and haven't contacted anyone he's talked to for me. On the other hand, he hasn't given me any numbers yet. But on the other hand, I haven't asked. I'm a lousy daughter, luckily I have a great father.
Pledging PAD this semester has turned me obsessed with improving my grades and working toward law school. I want it more than ever now, after surrounding myself by people who are at their own seperate stages of the same thing. It's good for me. I needed some motivation, and more than anything else I'm glad I decided to do PAD for that.
I really like driving around. It doesn't matter where I'm driving to, I just like doing it. And strangely enough, I prefer to drive alone. I find it therapeutic. I can turn up my music and sing as loud as I want. I can scream and cry and speed and break down without anyone judging me, except my car, and let's be frank, Ginger would be noone without me. I can talk to myself if there's something I really want to say or just hear out loud and I'm too cowardly to mention it to someone else. But mostly, I just like to fly down the highway when noone else is around, especially when I can open my windows. I love the fresh air and the loud music.
I'm pretty fucking weird.
And I miss writing.