Middle fingers up to rationality.
So guys…as many of you know, I spent my freshman year of college at an art school in Chicago as a theatre major. Having spent my entire life on a stage, it only made sense. However, while I was there I had a major identity crisis. I literally woke up one morning and thought to myself, what the HELL am I doing?! I ran 700 miles away to some art school that I can’t afford for a theatre degree! Naturally, I decided to transfer to a school in Virginia that I had been accepted to the year before and major in pre-veterinary medicine. Which is where I am now. I can honestly say that it was the right decision for me. This town is amazing, the school is paying for me to be here, AND I don’t have to shell out big bucks for a plane ticket every time I wanna go home.
I’ve changed my mind again. I’ve come to my senses. I’m an artist. The end, point blank, no ifs ands or buts about it. My life is theatre. And while science is cool and I love animals, I am not passionate about being a vet. So, as of about 30 minutes ago I officially declared myself as a theatre major and creative writing minor. I’m done being rational. I’m done denying myself what I love.