For some reason, the Deistic power has seen fit to smile upon my vain efforts for the time being. The girl from the post "The Truly Expected Results" has agreed to spend some amount of time with me. For the time being, I can settle for lunch every now and again, and some talking as we walk around campus....for the time being.
I even convinced her to watch a movie with me, and despite the fact that we couldn't find a DVD player, I would say that we had an enjoyable time just talking and watching television for two hours. It's a start. Were she not so bogged down with exams, I might even feel confident enough to ask her on another date. Maybe after mid-terms?
Transitioning to news that is purely good: I made friends with two music and art majors. It's almost a package deal, really. They're practically joined at the hip, and they act like sisters. We (the three of us) had a conversation today about boys, men, and their relationship(s) with women. It was quite interesting, and very informative of women's viewpoints on the situation.
And to end on a sour note: How does one tell if one has made the right choice in one's major? I feel that my choice in both theatre and psychology have been right up to this point. But I begin to evaluate myself, and that leads to the downfall. I have no truly special talents in the theatre, except for the passion to do the job. In psychology, I have only the training that I received in class, but that was half-assed anyway (I earned mediocre marks). The analyzing does not come naturally to me, and I have not the skill to "read" people like so many of my friends do.
I wonder what it is that I would be good at. I feel that it cannot be the things that I am passionate for.....it simply does not "click." Perhaps that is part of the (painful) adventure?
