I love it so much, I don't know why I've been waiting so long to take it. I should have been an Art Major -- good thing I'm a Senior and I have no chance of being an Art Undergrad anymore. Sometimes there are events that make me believe that if there is a God, he is a fan of irony and probably a Sadist, at that. Life itself seems like an ironic cycle of psychotic events that somehow ties itself together and creates a massive work of Art. I am rambling.
We have an Autobiographical Box Assignment due on Monday. The goal is to represent, define, redefine, and to identify what makes us who we are into some form of a box. This assignment has led me to dig up my memories -- from my more recent experiences at Carnegie Mellon, to my life with my parents and my younger brother in Alabama and Texas. I don't believe my past defines who I am but I am willing to suggest that my past has helped me grow into becoming someone who can self-define my existence. There are definitely events in my past that I regret. In particular, I will always regret entering Carnegie Mellon as a Math Major. I know why I did it -- I thought I was good at Math -- and I know why I hate it now -- I thought wrong. If I had the chance to rewind time and re-do everything, but as an Art Major, I would do it in a heart beat. This would also mean un-doing all of the relationships I have built within the past 3 years and potentially loosing some of them to the course of time. I have a hunch, though, that those relationships I hold dear would still have bloomed just the same, regardless of my major. I met my boyfriend through the Japanese organization on campus which has nothing to do with my major. I met my roommate through Facebook, as creepy as that sounds. All of the relationships I consider important, would have re-formed themselves in one way or another by the end of the 3 years. So in one sense, there is nothing holding me back from rewinding time, if only it was possible. But alas, it isn't and there is no use in my lamenting over spoiled milk. I should be happy that at the very least, I am taking Art classes now and that my life is back on track, once again.
