Season Finale

Why am I an English major? That's a great question that even I, at times, have a difficult time answering. I hate to say that it is the only thing I'm good at, because that's not exactly true...I think its more that that this is the only thing I've ever been passionate enough about to take the time to understand. I am full of flaws...I'm flaky and indecisive, I often drop the ball on my commitments and, as hard as it is for me to admit, I am definitely not that best student that can be. I will neglect my math or psychology studies and instead read the Philip Roth novel that I most recently bought. I will stay up half the night reading "The Cider House Rules" (which I've read at least 10 times already) when I know that I have an essay due the next day. I guess what I am saying is that, even if it takes me a while, I will graduate with a degree in English because there is nothing else in this world that I love more. I am trying to get my ducks in a row though.

I'm not exactly sure what I will do with my degree yet. I've thought about teaching. I've thought about seeing what I can do in the publishing world. Maybe there's a place for me in the world of professional writing. It has always been my dream to be a playwright. In high school, I wrote a play for a young playwright's competition for the International Thespian Society and won. Unfortunately, that's the one and only play I have ever written. Though this has always been my passion, I deeply worry that my laziness will get in the way of future opportunities to realize my potential. I am the only person who can control this; this fact is something that I struggle with every day.

I am, however, going to put it in writing...physical proof at this very moment that next semester I will turn over a new leaf. My first English class as an English major has changed everything for me; the future is a real, tangible thing to me now, and I don't want to throw it away. My love for literature has the power to take me anywhere in life and I don't want to do anything to limit that. The life that I want is anything but ordinary.

"A foolish consistency is the hobgoblin of little minds." -Ralph Waldo Emerson