So, remember when I decided that Pratt wasn’t really the right school for me and I transferred to Brooklyn College and then to FIT for Photography? And remember when I figured out that FIT wasn’t all that great either so I transferred back to Brooklyn College for Art History? And then when I changed my major to Art? Well! Mr. Indecisive Tielman is at it again!
I’m back at Pratt. The school I was at to begin with. But it doesn’t stop there. When I transferred back to Pratt, I went back as a Photography major. This seemed to make the most sense, because that’s my ultimate career goal. I’d like to be a photographer. However, once I started taking Photography classes again, I decided that, hmmmm, maybe this isn’t quite for me and, I don’t know, maybe I should change majors again. So, I changed my major to Art History, something that, despite my career goals, I enjoy studying much more. I’m weird like that.
Alright. Let’s get this straight. This is my fourth transfer. I’ve been at a different school for the past five semesters. And. On top of all of this, this is the fourth time that I’ve switched my major. Really. Count it.
First school: Pratt. Major: Photography.
Transfer one: Brooklyn College. Major: Undeclared.
Transfer two: FIT. Major: Photography.
Transfer three: Brooklyn College again! Major: Art History. Then Art!
Transfer four: Pratt! Major: Photography. Then Art History!
What, you may ask, is wrong with me? I don’t know, I will respond, but I think this is all the evidence you need to see that I’m absolutely insane.
My reasoning behind switching majors makes sense to me, given that I plan on going to grad school for some form of Art History, but that still doesn’t explain my Sarah Palin-esque inability to stay in one place. I know that I’ve made the right decision with all of this, because as soon as I left Pratt, I immediately wanted to go back. The fact that I hadn’t tried out anything else, like the significantly less expensive tuitions at FIT and Brooklyn College, was what forced me to consider other options.
I think that I am finally in a place where I can finally just sit back and relax. And I mean that in strictly the transferring sense. [We'll see how long that lasts.] I’ve been so out of my mind busy with schoolwork this entire semester that I have not had a single second to be calm. And I’m pretty sure my body gave itself the flu just to have a few days off.