Apr 12, 2007 00:11
Let's call UC Santa Cruz Tobias. Tobias was my love at first sight. Not only was he drop-dead gorgeous, something about him was just... inspiring. Something awoke within my mind and soul whenever I was around him-it was almost as if I belonged there, with Tobias, unequivocally. He seemed to fit me like a good pair of size 7.5 Steve Maddens, and vice versa. He was quite liberal and somewhat artsy, as I am. Smart? Somewhat. But I'm sure that he'd help motivate me to be the best that I could be. It was just the way he was. Nice, like that. Even the fact that I couldn't do math for beans didn't bother him, unlike most other guys. He'd just let me make it up to him by taking Astronomy or something remotely related... and he'd offer me a pass/no pass option so that it wouldn't affect my GPA. Sweet, right? It was undeniable that he was one of the most perfect guys I had ever met in my life. Humble, attentive in a helpful way, stimulating, not too much into the party scene, very friendly, and did I mention he was HOT?!
Tobias had told me upfront that he didn't have exactly what I was looking for, which was journalism as a major. I shrugged it off, saying it was no big deal, it's not like was going to marry him; I can save myself for graduate school. As long as I could have journalism as a minor or as a focus, or even communications, I’d be totally fine. I asked him out, he accepted, and everything, it seemed, would be dandy.
What I didn’t know was that he was a liar. Upon meeting up with him yesterday, I learned the truth about him. He didn’t have journalism, nor communications, nor writing. He never did. And yet it was still listed there on his website. I demanded a reason, and what he came up with was insensitive and angered me even more.
“I don’t change it, the Humanities department [whose funding was severely cut a good four years ago] is supposed to. It’s kind of a political thing.”
I felt offended. This dumb conflict of his was taken out on me at my expense? “So what am I supposed to do? Major in literature?!”
“Sure..! Whatever it takes! You and I can work this out, somehow...”
“I don’t know, man. I’m starting to question whether you were good for me in the first place.”
And the sad thing is, I still love him. He’s the only one I’ve applied to that I can really see myself with.
Enter Cal Poly San Luis Obispo. Let’s call him… Diego. Great overall reputation, I daresay better than Tobias’s. Total partier, and known to be a heavy drinker. Needless to say, I don’t want to feel awkward or outcasted if I do choose him. But hel-lo… Diego has journalism! That’s definitely a big plus. But jesus lord, he is ugly. He’s like a farm [boy] mixed with [a] jail [inmate]. Definitely not nearly as sophisticated-looking as Tobias. Living with Diego would be a chore. Also, it seems that he expects more out of me... stuff that I’ve experienced before that I don’t want to do again. Namely, a senior project. Gag!
BUT HE HAS JOURNALISM. Even my parents say that he’d be better for me than Tobias. Honestly, he’s not all bad. But he’s not my dream guy, either. So what do I do now?
SOLUTION #1: Make it work with Tobias (UCSC). Double major in literature with a focus in creative writing aaaand community studies. I’m up for the challenge of a double major, as long as it’s something I’m interested in. After all, I’m not going to be a newspaper journalist, I’m aiming towards the path of a National Geographic magazine staffer. Or something along those lines.
SOLUTION #2: Make it work with Tobias (UCSC)... to a lesser degree. Double major in literature with a focus in creative writing aaaand community studies. Do well, enjoy the atmosphere, get credits, and TRANSFER to a different college like UCLA with an amazing reputation and a famed journalism program.
SOLUTION #3: Choose Diego (Cal Poly SLO). Major in journalism! Conquer the world!...after enduring the semi-conservative atmosphere and its stunning similarities to Irvington.
SOLUTION #4: Choose Diego (Cal Poly SLO)… but not permanently. TRY to do well in an environment where the kids want to get drunk and meet dudes and chicks (that's just the impression I get from the message boards), enough to TRANSFER to somewhere better.
Major confusion. Advice would be great!
This was interesting to write.. haha. Hope you enjoyed..