I guess it's hard when I will suddenly get to thinking that I maybe shouldn't be pursuing a psych degree, that maybe I really should just be in a major I KNOW is more suited to my natural abilities and inclinations--English lit/creative writing. There is always that wishy-washy, daydream, childlike allure to that major for me...but for practical purposes, the psych thing just seems like the way to go at this point. And I am by no means suggesting the interest or passion just isn't there for me in psychology...it definitely is. I just miss creativity I guess, maybe. I miss that childhood, free-spirited and simple passion and, well you might say certainty in a way...of wanting to write...of knowing I was good at it, knowing it's what I have ALWAYS been truly good at, and just, well...never letting go of that. Never letting go of that dream, no matter how uncertain and crappy things got for me, how unmotivated, silly or useless I felt like it was. I just don't want to feel like I'm wasting any time, and I sadly often feel like I am...even when I do do hw, and everything I feel is "immediately necessary" or what I should be doing to move forward and get things done. I don't want to feel like, that by not devoting my time right now to being in another major, reading and writing and focusing my entire attention on those interests and abilities, that I'm somehow wasting my natural talents/abilities in it...that I'm letting something "pass me by", opportunities or new ideas and people and...well, just a passion. A worthwhile goal. Maybe I should just double-major or something. Seems like a simple enough solution, right? I don't know. I just know I need to get this other stuff done, and get back on track with all this stuff. I don't like the feeling of lagging/slacking...I really don't. I just don't like taking things *too* seriously, either. There has to be some kind of happy medium, right?