Totally fucking sweet!

Here's a random flashback: A while back, time and again, I would be walking to class or whatever and would come across a guy with no legs in a wheelchair, leaving the Saddlemire building. He was always well-dressed and carried around a binder. Now it can't be avoided... people either look at the site of him or they turn their heads, trying to make it look as if they didn't see him in the first place. Now, I don't want to sound obtuse, but I would look at him for a couple seconds, look away and just appreciate the legs I have because I'm sure that that guy just wants people to not take things for granted. So carpe diem and whatnot.

So, anyways, today I had an appointment at the university career center to get some help deciding a new major for myself. The lady at the desk told me that my advisor, Tom, was going to be a few minutes late, so I hung out for a couple minutes, not really knowing what to expect from the meeting or what they expected of me. I wondered what kind of person Tom would be, whether he'd be a tall, stern look-of-death kind of guy or the hopeful, light-hearted noble kind of a guy that's very easy to talk to. Oh, I so prayed for the latter.

Well, a few minutes passed by, and in comes that same guy I was talking about earlier, wheeling himself right to me for an introduction. He had a firm handshake and apologized for keeping me waiting. Nicest guy in the world. Thank God!

Tom has a gift. I don't know how he read me today, but it was like he was a mindreader or something. He broke things down for me so that I understood what it is I love doing. We talked about why I dropped my education major and why I took it in the first place, ultimately discovering that teaching really isn't for me. It's not that I wouldn't be a good teacher, it's just that I wouldn't be a happy teacher.

He asked me some personal things, like what I do for fun. I told him that I enjoy playing piano. Well, we talked about it for a while and it came down to the fact that I am not cut out to be a professional musician. I mean, I should do what Beth has been telling me to do after all (and what I've told myself several times in the past): Music will always be a fun pasttime for me, but I shouldn't spoil the fun-ness of it by turning it into work.

So we eliminated the music thing. Then Tom asked me about some of my other hobbies. I told him I really like editing videos and adding music to them just for fun. Then he brought up a major to me that sort of stuck out in my mind: Visual Communications Technology. VCT is basically a program that I can get involved in doing something I really enjoy: editing videos, whether it be for the sake of expression, art, or even commercialism. Plus, I could entwine my musical abilities into it if I really wanted to, PLUS, through VCT, I could be a storyteller that I've been wanting to become for so long!

I still have a little bit of research to do before I declare VCT as my major, but I feel like I have lots of potential for it. I am really excited to learn about what it's all about.

There is a downside, however. If I should declare VCT as my major, I will definately be serving a 5th year of college in order to get my degree. However, I am willing to take up the challenge. I have to right an old wrong, as they say.

The upsides:

1: I get to do what I enjoy doing.
2: Their aren't many "classroom-oriented" courses, as most of the VCT program is accomplished through co-op, which means I would be spending most of my out-of-classroom time doing real-time work, gaining real-work experience, and making a bit of real-work money ;)
3. I get to do what I enjoy doing!!!

So, this whole get-up got me up good! I can't wait!!!!!!