Somehow I was able to take a photography class this semester, and it actually fills a few of my requirements. We had a professional lighting setup and it made for really good photos. That is all.
Decisions are annoying and important and difficult. Most of them are final, a concrete fact that you have to live with FOREVER (capitalized to intimidate you). College is the first major decision I've had to make on my own. Do I want to be close to home or get as far away from the forsaken place as possible? What programs am I interested in? What's the cost? Where is the nearest Potbelly? Vital information. You factor in every last detail and make a decision. Here I am, a year later, hunched in my dorm room writing a soliloquy about the decisions that led me here. The point I'm trying and failing to impart is that I have made another Big Decision involving my major. The word itself conveys a finality that I hate. When I came to college, I was undecided on my major. It took peripheral residence in my mind, drifting in and out of my thought process. My pragmatic decision was to do business. Business was solid to me, unwavering. I could make money. I did business classes first semester; Economics, Calculus, etc. I didn't absolutely despise them, but I wasn't thrilled about my future career. The last three weeks I've been reevaluating. What if I'm unhappy? I'll hate my job. My life will be in ruin. Marrying rich is always a logical backup plan. All very real thoughts I had. So I freaked out, researched, and figured it out.
Next fall I am going to be in the College of Design studying Graphic Design to get my BFA (I'll still be at the University of Minnesota). To be honest, it's not even an unrealistic career path. Graphic designers are in high demand, they get paid a lot, and the job market is rapidly expanding with the increase in internet applications. It truly is my passion. The format of websites and the arrayed design of advertising is so attractive to me (I'm cool!!!!). My fervor for fonts and typography is psychotic. Layout is one of my favorite words. I've honestly been so happy since I've made the decision, even lighter. It sounds dumb but I have no other way to describe the feeling.
So maybe go out and do the thing that you've been waiting to do.