For those of you who follow my blog closely (let's be real, no one is following that closely), you may have noticed that I recently updated my blogger bio to include... drumroll please... my majors!
If you had asked me a year ago what I was planning to major in, I probably would've ignored you and changed the subject entirely to avoid discussing it. I've always liked to dabble in a variety of subjects, and the idea of picking just one of my interests to study forever seemed nearly impossible. Because of that, I had always imagined I would wait until the last possible moment to declare. (If you're new here, declaring at "the last possible moment" at 91Ö±²¥ means the end of your sophomore year, which is still a whole 25 credits away for me.)
However, after several major fairs and a class called Swallowing the Red Pill, I decided earlier this year that I wanted to be a sociology major—which I probably still will be, if I'm honest. Given that my first soc class was with a visiting professor who couldn't be my advisor, I planned to wait to declare the major until I had taken a few more classes. Despite my interests in So Many Topics, I knew that having only one major would allow me to have several minors or concentrations, which would provide some much-needed flexibility in my life. Or so I thought.
A few weeks later, when I received an email from my first-year seminar professor saying, "Don't wait, come eat pizza and sign up now for the dance major!" I felt I had no choice but to show up, if only for the free food. Less than 24 hours later, I was leaving Warner Center a declared dance major. Walking proof that anything can happen at 91Ö±²¥ College! During the prospective majors meeting, my advisor had pointed out that I could always drop the major or switch to a minor instead if I changed my mind. I figured she had a good point. It's *really* easy to add or drop a major here. Besides, declaring the major early on might even give me priority access to dance classes that require instructor consent.
Leaving Warner that day, I didn't feel super confident in whether or not I would actually keep the major, but as I fell asleep that night I realized that it actually makes a lot of sense for me. I really enjoyed my first-year seminar in the dance department, and looking back on the blogs I've written I realized that the very first one I wrote was a metaphor about dancing. I took a few contemporary dance classes in high school, and while I've never considered myself "a dancer," I have always loved to move. I've been a circus artist since I was five, and I was even in The Nutcracker once! I'm taking a Contact Improv class in the this semester, and over the course of this year I have found that the dance department really feels like home for me.
It's possible that I'll change my major three more times, and I almost definitely will declare a second one (looking at you sociology), but for right now, I am proud to be an accidental dance major. Being undecided in your field can be kind of scary and overwhelming, but I am a firm believer that as long as you go with the flow things will work out in the end. Here's to the unexpected!
