未定专业（2）（2/2）
《我的大学，用一辈子去忘记》作者：杨柳青 2017-02-10 18:11
ctuary!What would my parents’ friends care about majors? I could eat dinner in peace and take a break from my inner angst for a couple of hours.
I was wrong. All they could talk about was majors. They each had to share their majors with me, and each had an opinion as to what mine should be. All their advice didn’t put me any closer to a major. It just confused me even more. None of our dinner guests seemed particularly suited for their chosen professions. Dr. Elkins, the dentist, had spinach in his teeth. Mrs. Jenkins, the dentist, had spinach in his teeth. Mrs. Jenkins, the industrial chemist, put ketchup on her veal. And Mr. Albertson, the hydro-engineer, kept knocking over his water glass.
Dinner was over, everyone left, the night was getting later, and yet I was still undeclared. I got out the catalog and began paging through the possibilities for the millionth time. Aeronautical engineering? I get airsickness. Chinese? I’d always wanted to go to China, but it seemed 1 could go there without majoring in it. Dentistry? Just then I happened to look in the mirror and notice spinach in my teeth. This was hopeless. As college students are prone to do. I decided that if I just slept for a while and woke up really early, I would be able to manifest a major. I don’t know exactly what it is in the college student’s brain that thinks some magical process occurs between 2: 00 A. M. and 6: 00 A. M. that will suddenly make everything more clear.
I was wrong. All they could talk about was majors. They each had to share their majors with me, and each had an opinion as to what mine should be. All their advice didn’t put me any closer to a major. It just confused me even more. None of our dinner guests seemed particularly suited for their chosen professions. Dr. Elkins, the dentist, had spinach in his teeth. Mrs. Jenkins, the dentist, had spinach in his teeth. Mrs. Jenkins, the industrial chemist, put ketchup on her veal. And Mr. Albertson, the hydro-engineer, kept knocking over his water glass.
Dinner was over, everyone left, the night was getting later, and yet I was still undeclared. I got out the catalog and began paging through the possibilities for the millionth time. Aeronautical engineering? I get airsickness. Chinese? I’d always wanted to go to China, but it seemed 1 could go there without majoring in it. Dentistry? Just then I happened to look in the mirror and notice spinach in my teeth. This was hopeless. As college students are prone to do. I decided that if I just slept for a while and woke up really early, I would be able to manifest a major. I don’t know exactly what it is in the college student’s brain that thinks some magical process occurs between 2: 00 A. M. and 6: 00 A. M. that will suddenly make everything more clear.